Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.67 · 517 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Sir, I must beg a pardon for the saver of my life. What hath he done? I pardon him, be't what it will. Then Sir, behold a banished man. The Count Orsinio! My Father! your blessing Sir. My dear friend! welcome. Sir, I'll not bid you welcome, Till you make it plain, it can be no Marriage. My Brother! O thou wicked villain! art thou alive yet? I might have known thee by thy villainies, Through thy disguises. Good my Lord proceed unto your discovery. My second wife being barren, I had No hope of Issue Male; for I had Mariana There by my first and it did grieve my Soul To think that villain there should be my heir; For he daily practised mischief before unheard of. It was not long before my wife observed That the chief cause of all my discontent Grew from her barrenness, and she being fearful That my affection might decline as did my hope Of Issue, thought of a strange and most unwonted Means, to make herself appear a happy mother. My friend's Wife here, the Count Utrante Finding herself to be with Child; my Wife, By help of Art did seem so too: but strange To see how gold will work! for by a some of Money, my Wife did work the Midwives, Nurse, And Doctor, to cozen the true Mother of her Child When ere she should be brought to bed. How was that possible? Most easy Sir, as they did handle it, The Child was borne, and proved a Boy, As my Wife wished; for had it been a Girl, It could not then have eased me of my grief, My land being tied upon the Heirs Male. Good Sir, proceed. The Nurse was by the Doctor straight Commanded to carry into the next room the child, Alleging that it was most necessary, The Mother, after so much labour should Sleep, which the Child's crying might hinder: Within a short space comes in the Midwife Pitifully weeping telling the Mother That the Child could hardly live; but straight The Nurse she entering the Chamber cried out Alas the Child is dead; the woeful Mother Falling in a swoon, had almost made That sorrow real for her, which then but Counterfeited for the Child. The Child then was not dead. No Sir, the crafty Nurse Had by a backdoor conveyed it out o'th' house By help of another Nurse that she had there For the purpose: having recovered The Mother out of her trance, the poor Lady Desired to see her late comfort, though now Her only cause of sorrow, the dead Child: But the Doctor utterly denied that, Alleging that would but increase her sorrow, Which might impeach her health: My friend here was not then at home, And who durst contradict the Doctor In such a case. Was there No servants in the house? Did none of them Ask for the Child? Sir, to prevent that, They had before provided a piece of wood Shaped like a Child, and about that they put A winding sheet.
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517 words · 638 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.674 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sir, I muſt beg a pardon for the ſauer of my life. What hath he done? I pardon him, be't what it wil. Then Sir, behold a baniſht man. The Count Orſinio! My Father! your bleſſing Sir. My deare friend! welcome. Sir, Ile not bid you welcome, Till you make it plaine, it can be no Marriage. My Brother! O thou wicked villaine! art thou aliue yet? I might haue knowne thee by thy villanies, Through thy diſguiſes. Good my Lord proceed vnto your diſcouery. My ſecond wife being barraine, I had No hope of Iſſue Male; for I had Mariana There by my firſt and it did grieue my Soule To thinke that villaine there ſhould be my heyre; For he dayly practiz'd miſchiefe before vnheard of. It was not long before my wife obſerued That the chiefe cauſe of all my diſcontent Grew from her barrenneſſe, and ſhe being fearefull That my affection might decline as did my hope Of Iſſue, thought of a ſtrange and moſt vnwonted Meanes, to make her ſelfe appeare a happy mother. My friends Wife here, the Count Ʋtrante Finding her ſelfe to bee with Childe; my Wife, By helpe of Art did ſeeme ſo too: but ſtrange To ſee how gold will worke! for by a ſomme of Money, my Wife did worke the Mid-wiues, Nurſe, And Doctor, to cozen the true Mother of her Child When ere ſhe ſhould be brought to bed. How was that poſſible? Moſt eaſie Sir, as they did handle it, The Child was borne, and prou'd a Boy, As my Wife wiſht; for had it beene a Girle, It could not then haue eas'd me of my griefe, My land being tied vpon the Heyres Male. Good Sir, proceed. The Nurſe was by the Doctor ſtraight Commanded to carry into the next roome the child, Alleaging that it was moſt neceſſary, The Mother, after ſo much labour ſhould Sleepe, which the Childs crying might hinder: Within a ſhort ſpace comes in the Mid-wife Pittifully weeping telling the Mother That the Child could hardly liue; but ſtraight The Nurſe ſhe entring the Chamber cried out Alas the Child is dead; the wofull Mother Falling in a ſwoone, had almoſt made That ſorrow reall for her, which then but Counterfeited for the Child. The Child then was not dead. No Sir, the crafty Nurſe Had by a back-dore conuaid it out o'th houſe By helpe of another Nurſe that ſhe had there For the purpoſe: hauing recouer'd The Mother out of her trance, the poore Lady Deſir'd to ſee her late comfort, though now Her only cauſe of ſorrow, the dead Child: But the Doctor vtterly denyed that, Alleaging that would but increaſe her ſorrow, Which might impeach her health: My friend here was not then at home, And who durſt contradict the Doctor In ſuch a caſe. Was there No ſeruants in the houſe? Did none of them Aske for the Childe? Sir, to preuent that, They had before prouided a piece of wood Shapt like a Childe, and about that they put A winding ſheete.