Shirley, James · published 1629 · first performed or written 1626 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.87 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Your pardon Lady, I Did prophesy what now I find, our stories Have dependence How prithee? That Marwood Whom you report thus wounded had a near Relation to me, and 'twas my fortune To come to close his eyes up, and receive His last breath. Ha? I know more than Beauford, And dying he obliged my love to tell t'him When ere we met. You beget wonder in me: Did he survive his slander? there is hope He did recant the injury he did me. He did confirm, he had enjoyed your person, And bade me tell Beauford he left behind A living witness of the truth he died for: Naming a Gentlewoman Cardona, That bred you in your father's house, whom he Affirmed, betrayed your body to his lust. Cardona? Piety has forsaken earth: Was ever woman thus betrayed to sin, Without her knowledge? would he had not been My kinsman, I begin to fear him: Wherein had I offended Marwood, He should alive, and dead so persecute My fame? Cardona too i'the Conspiracy, 'tis time to die then. My heart mourns for you In the assurance of your innocence, And were I worthy to direct you— Has, malice Found out another murderer? Would you be pleased to hear me, I could point You out a path, would bring you no repentance To walk in, if (as I am confident) Your goodness fears not, what Cardona can Accuse your honour with, let her be Examined, then her knowledge will quit you, Or make your suffering appear just, this is An easy trial, and since Marwood had A stubborn soul, for though he were my kinsman I prefer justice, and held shame to check His own report, women have softer natures, And things may be so managed, if there be A treason, to enforce confession from her: Would you please t'imploy me in this service, And though unworthy be directed by me, I beg it from you, i'll engage my being You shall find comfort in't. Do any thing; But I am lost already. You much honour me. Come, see and if he be come yet, bring me word hither. I see one lying o'the ground— Is there so? let's steal way before we be discovered, I do not like when men lie perdieu, beside, there may be three or four of a heap, for aught we know: let's back I say. 'tis a horse. Hang him jade, I knew it could be nothing else: is the coast clear Chameleon? I see nothing but five or six. Five or six: treachery! an ambush, 'tis valour to run. They be Windmill. And yet, thou wod'st persuade me, 'twas an ambush for me. I? Come thou wert afraid, and the truth were known; but be valiant: I have a sword; and if I do draw. it shall— be against my will: is he not come yet? And he were between this and More-gate, you might scent him.
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Length
495 words · 663 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.874 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T7 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Your pardon Lady, I Did prophesie what now I finde, our stories Haue dependanc How prethee? That Marwood Whom you report thus wounded had a neere Relation to me, and twas my fortune To come to close his eyes vp, and receiue His last breath. Ha? I know more then Beauford, And dying he oblieg'd my loue to tell t'him When ere wee met. You beget wonder in me: Did he suruiue his slander? there is hop He did recat the iniury he did me. He did confirme, he had enioy'd your person, And bad me tell Beauford hee left behind A liuing witnesse of the truth he dyed for: Naming a Gentle-woman Cardona, That bred you in your fathers house, whom he Affirm'd, betray'd your body to his lust. Cardona? Piety has forsaken earth: Was euer woman thus betray'd to sinne, Without her knowledge? W'd he had not beene My kinsman, I beginne to feare him: Wherein had I offended Marwood, He should aliue, and dead so persecute My fame? Cardona too i'the Conspiracy, Tis time to dye then. My heart mournes for you In the assurance of your innocence, And were I worthy to direct you— Has, malie Found out another murderer? Would you be pleas'd to heare me, I could poynt You out a path, would bring you no repentance To walke in, if (as I am confident) Your goodnesse feares not, what Cardona can Accuse your honour with, let her be Examin'd, the her knowledge will quit you, Or make yor sffeing appeare iut, this is An easie triall, and since Marwood had A stubborne soule, for though he were y kins-man I preferre iustice, and held ham to checke His owne report, women haue softer natures, And things may be so manag'd, if there be A treason, to enfoce confession from her: Would you please t'imploy me in this eruice, And though vnworthy be directed by me, I begge it from you, ile engage my being You shall finde comort in't. Doe any thing; But I am lost already. You much honour me. Cam, see and if he be come yet, bring mee word hither. I see one lying o'the ground — Is there so? lets steale way before we be discouered, I do not like when mn lye prdue, beside, there may be three or foure of a heape, for ought we know: lets backe I say. Tis a horse. Hang him iade, I knew it could bee nothing else: is the coast cleare Cameleon? I see nothing but fiue or sixe. Fiue or sixe: treachery! an ambush, tis valour to runne. They bee Wind-mill. And yet, thou wo'st perswade me, twas an ambush for me. I? Come thou wert afraide, and the truth were knowne; but be valiant: I haue a sword; and if I doe draw▪ it shall—be against my will: is he not come yet? And hee were betweene this and More-gate, you might sent him.