Shirley, James · published 1629 · first performed or written 1626 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.82 · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
I have left direction, that it cannot miss me: And hadst thou come to apprehend me for't? With as much ease thou mightst; I am no statesman Officious, servants makes no suitors wait My doors unguarded; 'tis no labyrinth I dwell in; but I thank thy love, there's something To reward it: justice cannot put on A shape to fright me. I am sorry sir, Your resolution carries so much danger. What can life bring to me, that I should court it: There is a period in nature, is't not Better to die and not be sick; worn in Our bodies, which in imitation Of ghosts, grow lean, as if they wooed at last Be immaterial too; our blood turn jelly And freeze in their cold channel, let me expire While I have heat and strength to tug with death For Victory. You may disburden there, But gently, 'tis a chest of value, mistress— I'll give him notice, where is Beauford? Here. What place d''ee call this? 'tis a Bridal chamber. It presents horror. ha' you anything To say to me? Yes. Proceed. I come to visit you. You are not welcome then. I did suspect it, and have therefore brought My assurance wi''me, I must require Satisfaction for a kinsman's death, One Marwood. Ha? Your valour was not noble, It was a course reward to kill him for His friendship: I come not with a guard of Officers to attach your person, it Were too poor and formal, the instrument That sluiced his soul out, I had rather should Sacrifice to his ashes, and my sword Shall do't, or yours be guilty of another, To wait upon his ghost. Young man be not Too rash without the knowledge how our quarrel Rise to procure thyself a danger. Make it Not your fear, I have heard the perfect story, And ere I fight with thee shalt see thy error; Acknowledge thou hast killed a friend, I bring A perspective to make those things that lie Remote from sense, familiar to thee, nay Thou shalt confess thou know'st the truth of what Concerns him, or Gratiana. When my soul Throws off this upper Garment, I shall know all. Thou shalt not number many minutes, know 'Twas my misfortune to close up the eyes Of Marwood, whose body I vowed never Should to the earth without revenge; or me Companion to his grave: I ha' therefore brought it Hither, 'tis in this house. Ha? His pale corpses Shall witness my affection. Thou didst promise To inform me of Gratiana. And thus briefly: Marwood revealed at death another witness Of his truth, for Cardona he corrupted To betray Gratiana to him. Ha Cardona! Heaven continue her among the living, But halfe an hour. I ha' saved ye trouble, She waits without, in your name I procured Her presence, as you had affairs with her She's unprepared, a little terror will Enforce her to confess the truth of all things. Thou dost direct well.
nodes 1637–1719 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 28 of 36 in this edition
Length
500 words · 650 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.822 (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)
I haue left direction, that it cannot misse me: And hadst thou come to apprehend me for't? With as much ease thou mightst; I am no states-man Officious, seruants makes no sutors waite My doores vnguarded; tis no laborinth I dwell in; but I thanke thy loue, there's something To reward it: iustice cannot put on A shape to fright me. I am sorry sir, Your resolution carries so much danger. What can life bring to me, that I should court it: There is a period in nature, ist not Better to dye and not be sicke; worne in Our bodies, which in imitation Of ghosts, grow leane, as if they woo'd at last Be immateriall too; our blood turne ielly And freeze in their cold channell, let mee expire While I haue heat and strength to tug with death For Victory. You may disburden there, But gently, tis a chest of value, mistresse— Ile giue him notice, where is Beauford? Heere. What place d'ee call this? Tis a Bridall chamber. It presents horrour. Ha you anything To say to me? Yes. Proceede. I come to visite you. You are not welcome then. I did suspect it, and haue therfore brought My assurance wo'me, I must require Satisfaction for a kinsmans death, One Marwood. Ha? Your valour was not noble, It was a course reward to kill him for His friendship: I come not with a guard of Officers to attach your person, it Were too poore and formall, the instrument That sluc'd his soule out, I had rather shud Sacrifice to his ashes, and my sword Shall do't, or yours be guilty of another, To waite vppon his ghost. Young man be not Too rash without the knowledg how our quarrel Rise to procure thy selfe a danger. Make it Not your feare, I haue heard the perfect story, And ere I fight with thee shat see thy errour; Acknowledge thou hast kild a friend, I bring A perspectiue to make those things that lye Remote from sence, familiar to thee, nay Thou shat confesse thou knowst the truth of what Concernes him, or Gratiana. When my soule Throwes off this vpper Garment, I shall know all. Thou shat not number many minutes, know `Twas my mis-fortune to close vp the eyes Of Marwood, whose body I vow'd neuer Should to the earth without reuenge; or mee Companion to his graue: I ha therefore brought it Hither, tis in this house. Ha? His pale corpes Shall witnesse my affection. Thou didst promise To informe me of Gratiana. And thus briefly: Marwood reueal'd at death another witnesse Of his truth, for Cardona hee corrupted To betray Gratiana to him. Ha Cardona! Heauen continue her among the liuing, But halfe an houre. I ha sau'd yee trouble, Shee waites without, in your name I procur'd Her presence, as you had affaires with her She's vnprepar'd, a little terrour will Enforce her to confesse the truth of all things. Thou doest direct well.