The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 160 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.78 · 556 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Especially, sithence that in this world, we have not any certain or limited time: no not so much as a moment or a minute. We are debtors without time: we stand continually bound to present payment. Why have I not gone abroad, and made all the inquiry I can, after the secret cause of my open perdition? O thou short delight of the world, how little do thy pleasure last? and how much do they cost? Repentance should not be bought so dear. O miserable that I am, when shall I recover so great a loss? what shall I do? what counsel shall I take? To whom shall I discover my disgrace? why do I conceal it from the rest of my servants and kinsfolk? They clip and note my good name in their Council-house and public Assembly, and make me infamous throughout the whole Kingdom: and they of mine own house and kindred must not know of it; I will out amongst them. But if I go out and tell them that I was present, it is too late; if absent, it is too soon. And to provide me of friends, ancient servants, and near allies, it will ask some time, as likewise that we be furnished with Arms, and other preparations of vengeance. O thou cruel judge, what ill payment hast thou made me of that my father's bread, which so often thou hast eaten? I thought, that by thy favour I might have killed a thousand men without controlment. O thou falsifier of faith, thou persecutor of the truth, thou man moulded of the baser sort of earth! Truly is the proverb verified in thee; that for want of good men thou wast made a judge. Thou shouldst have considered, that thyself, and those thou didst put to death, were servants to my Ancestors and me, and thy fellows and companions. But when the base to riches doth ascend, he regardeth neither kindred nor friend. Who would have thought, that thou wouldst have wrought my undoing? But there is nothing more hurtful, than an unexpected enemy. Why wouldst thou that it should be verified of thee, That that which came out of Aetna, should consume Aetna? And that I hatched the Crow, which picked out mine eyes? Thou thyself art a public delinquent, and yet punishest those that were private offenders. But I would have thee to know; that a private fault is less than a public, and less the inconvenience and danger: At least, according to the Laws of Athens, which were not written in blood, but do show that it is a less error, not to condemn a delinquent, than to punish the innocent. O how hard a matter is it, to follow a just cause before an unjust judge! How much more this excess of my servants, which was not free from offence! But consider with all spite of all Stoical Paradox, their guilt was not equal, though their sufferings alike. What deserved the one, for that which the other did? That only because he was his companion, thou shouldst doom them both to death? But why do I talk thus? With whom do I discourse? Am I in my right wits? What's the matter with thee, Calisto? Dreamest thou, sleep'st thou, or wakest thou? Stand'st thou on thy feet?
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Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.777 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Especially, sithence that in this world, wee haue not any certaine or limited time: no not so much as a moment or a minute. We are debtours without time: wee stand continually bound to present payment. Why haue I not gone abroad, and made all the inquiry I can, after the secret cause of my open perdition? O thou short delight of the world, how little do thy pleasure last? and how much doe they cost? Repentance should not be bought so deare. O miserable that I am, when shall I recouer so great a losse? what shall I doe? what counsell shall I take? To whom shall I discouer my disgrace? why do I conceale it from the rest of my seruants and kinsefolke? They clip and note my good name in their Councell-house and publike Assemblie, and make mee infamous throughout the whole Kingdome: and they of mine owne house and kindred must not know of it; I will out amongst them. But if I goe out and tell them that I was present, it is too late; if absent, it is too soone. And to prouide mee of friends, antient seruants, and neere àllyes, it will aske some time, as likewise that we be furnish'd with Armes, and other preparations of vengeance. O thou cruell Iudge, what ill payment hast thou made mee of that my fathers bread, which so often thou hast eaten? I thought, that by thy fauour I might haue kill'd a thousand men without controlment. O thou falsifier of faith, thou persecutor of the truth, thou man moulded of the baser sort of earth! Truly is the prouerbe verified in thee; that for want of good men thou wast made a Iudge. Thou shouldst haue considered, that thy selfe, and those thou didst put to death, were seruants to my Ancestors and me, and thy fellowes and companions. But when the base to riches doth ascend, he regardeth neither kindred nor friend. Who would haue thought, that thou wouldst haue wrought my vndoing? But there is nothing more hurtfull, then an vnexpected enemy. Why wouldst thou that it should be verified of thee, That that which came out of Aetna, should consume Aetna? And that I hatcht the Crow, which pick't out mine eyes? Thou thy sefe art a publike delinquent, and yet punishest those that were priuate offendors. But I would haue thee to know; that a priuate fault is lesse then a publike, and lesse the inconuenience and danger: At least, according to the Lawes of Athens, which were not written in blood, but doe shew that it is a lesse error, not to condemne a delinquent, then to punish the innocent. O how hard a matter is it, to follow a iust cause before an vniust Iudge! How much more this excesse of my seruants, which was not free from offence! But consider with all spite of all Stoicall Paradoxe, their guilt was not equall, though their sufferings alike. What deseru'd the one, for that which the other did? That onely because he was his companion, thou shouldst doome them both to death? But why doe I talke thus? With whom doe I discourse? Am I in my right wits? What's the matter with thee, Calisto? Dream'st thou, sleep'st thou, or wak'st thou? Stand'st thou on thy feete?