The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 151 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 413 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
O thou old covetous Crib, that art ready to die with the thirst of gold! cannot a third part of the gain content thee? What third part? A pocks on you both; out of my house in a devil's name, you and your companion with you; do not you make such a stir here as you do. Cause not our neighbours to come about us, and make them think we be mad. Put me not out of my wits; make me not mad: you would not, I trow, would you, that Calisto's matters and yours should be proclaimed openly at the Cross? here's a stir indeed. Cry, bawl, and make a noise; all's one, we care not: either look to perform your promise, or to end your days. Die you must, or else do as we will have you. Ah woe is me! put up your Sword; hold him, hold him, Parmeno; for fear lest the fool should kill her in his madness. justice, justice; help neighbours, justice, justice; for here be Ruffians, that will murder me in my house. Murder, murder, murder. Ruffians, you Whore? Ruffians, you old Bawd? have you no better terms? Thou old Sorceress; thou witch, thou; look for no other favour at my hands, but that I send thee post unto hell; you shall have letters thither, you shall (you old Enchantress) and that speedily too; you shall have a quick dispatch. Ay me, I am slain. Ay, ay. Confession, Confession. So, so: kill her, kill her; make an end of her, since thou hast begun; be brief, be brief with her; lest the neighbours may chance to hear us. Let her die, let her die; let us draw as few enemies upon us as we can. Oh, oh, oh! O cruel-hearted as you are! Enemies in the highest nature; shame and confusion light upon you; the extremity of justice fall upon you, with its greatest vigour, and all those that have had a hand in it. My mother is dead, and with her, all my happiness. Fly, fly, Parmeno, the people begin to flock hitherward. See, see, yonder comes the Alguazil. Ay me, wretch that I am! there is no means of escape for us in the world; for they have made good the door, and are entering the house. Let us leap out at these windows; And let us die rather so, then fall into the hands of justice. Leap then, and I will follow thee.
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T30 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
O thou old couetous Cribbe, that art ready to dye with the thirst of gold! cannot a third part of the gaine content thee? What third part? A pocks on you both; out of my house in a diuels name, you and your companion with you; doe not you make such a stirre heere as you doe. Cause not our neighbours to come about vs, and make them thinke wee be madde. Put mee not out of my wits; make me not madde: you would not, I trow, would you, that Calisto's matters and yours should be proclaimed openly at the Crosse? Heere's a stirre indeed. Cry, bawle, and make a noyse; all's one, we care not: eyther looke to performe your promise, or to end your daies. Dye you must, or else doe as wee will haue you. Ah woe is mee! put vp your Sword; hold him, hold him, Parmeno; for feare lest the foole should kill her in his madnesse. Iustice, Iustice; helpe neighbours, Iustice, Iustice; for heere be Ruffians, that will murder mee in my house. Murder, murder, murder. Ruffians, you Whore? Ruffians, you old Bawd? haue you no better tearmes? Thou old Sorceresse; thou witch, thou; looke for no other fauour at my hands, but that I send thee poast vnto hell; you shall haue letters thither, you shall (you old Inchantresse) and that speedily too; you shall haue a quicke dispatch. Ay me, I am slaine. Ay, ay. Confession, Confession. So, so: kill her, kill her; make an end of her, since thou hast begunne; be briefe, be briefe with her; lest the neighbours may chance to heare vs. Let her dye, let her dye; let vs draw as few enemies vpon vs as wee can. Oh, oh, oh! O cruell-hearted as you are! Enemies in the highest nature; shame and confusion light vpon you; the extremity of Iustice fall vpon you, with it's greatest vigour, and all those that haue had a hand in it. My mother is dead, and with her, all my happinesse. Flye, flye, Parmeno, the people beginne to flocke hitherward. See, see, yonder comes the Alguazil. Ay me, wretch that I am! there is no meanes of escape for vs in the world; for they haue made good the doore, and are entring the house. Let vs leape out at these windowes; And let vs dye rather so, then fall into the hands of Iustice. Leape then, and I will follow thee.