Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Holland's Leaguer · chunk 35 of 41

Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals)
comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court
unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.

Why, who is it? Your sister. Who? not Faustina? she told me so indeed, Her name was Faustina. Let me look upon her, As on the picture of all goodness, engraven By a celestial finger, shall wear out: A marble character. I knew her not, I am glad there is a scion of our stock. Can bear such fruit as this, so ripe in virtue. Where have you lived recluse? you were betrothed To one Fidelio; but crossed by your father. I have heard good reports of the Gentleman. I never knew you flatter any man Unto his face before. Unto his face? Where is he? My name's Fidelio. I am transported, ravished: give me leave Good gods, to entertain with reverence, So great a comfort. Let me first embrace you. Great joys, like griefs, are silent. Lose me now, And let me make you fast. Here join your hands, Which no age shall untie. Let happiness Distil from you, as the Arabian gums, To bless your issue. Now I hope, sweet Lady, The time has put a period to your vow. 'tis ended now, and you may take a comfort, That I could tie myself to such a law. For you may hope thereby, I shall observe you With no less strict obedience. I believe you. And for her dowry, I will treble it, Here Sanrle is come to be a witness to it. My Lord Philautus, if I may presume To congratulate your honour's safe return, I must confess, I do it with my heart, And all your friends long to participate Your happy presence. Thanks both to them and thee. Master Fidelio, no less to you. I see you happy in your Mistress favour: And that's as much, as I can wish to you. You have been always privy to my counsel Ask me no questions now, I shall resolve you When we come in. How fares our Camp at home, Trimalchio, and the rest? I have been busy, In projecting for them, they must all be married. I have seen the interlude of the leaguer: And we have played the justice, and the Constable: I will not prepossess you with the sport, But I will show you such a scene of laughter. Where is Ardelio Your servant Ardelio. 'tis the notorioust mixture of a villain, That ever yet was bred under the dunghill Of servitude. He has more whores at command, Than you have horses. He has stables for them, His private vaulting houses. Discharge him the house. Take his accounts and office, and dispose them. Ever your Lordship's true and faithful servant. When was my Father, and the Captain here? They are plotting abroad, I hope to see you shortly Honestly married, and then turn virtuous. 'tis the course of the world now, Margery. But yet I fear, I have got such a trick, When I was young, that I shall never leave it.
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PlayHolland's Leaguer
AuthorMarmion, Shackerley
Publication year (edition)1632
First performance / composition (Annals)1631 [Dec]
First performance (BritDrama)1631 [Dec]
Company (BritDrama)Prince Charles's Men (second)
TheaterSalisbury Court;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 979 · TCP A07025 · DEEP 791
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2354–2423 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 35 of 41 in this edition
Length489 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T11 — Siblings, kin and confidants at 0.875
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Why, who is it? Your ſiſter. Who? not Fauſtina? ſhee told me ſo indeed, Her name was Fauſtina. Let mee looke vpon her, As on the picture of all goodneſſe, engrauen By a celeſtiall finger, ſhall weare out: A marble character. I knew her not, I am glad there is aſcien of our ftock. Can beare ſuch fruit as this, ſo ripe in vertue. Where haue you liu'd recluſe? you were betrothd To one Fidelio; but croſt by your father. I haue heard good reports of the Gentleman. I neuer knew you flatter any man Vnto his face before. Vnto his face? Where is hee? My name's Fidelio. I am tranſported, rauiſht: giue mee leaue Good gods, to entertaine with reuerence, So great a comfort. Let mee firſt embrace you. Great ioyes, like greifes, are ſilent. Looſe mee now, And let me make you faſt. Here ioyne your hands, Which no age ſhall vnty. Let happineſſe Diſtill from you, as the Arabian gummes, To bleſſe your iſſue. Now I hope, ſweet Lady, The time has put a period to your vow. Tis ended now, and you may take a comfort, That I could tye my ſelfe to ſuch a law. For you may hope thereby, I ſhall obſerue you With no leſſe ſtrict obedience. I beleeue you. And for her dowry, I will treble it, Heere Sanrle is come to be a witneſſe to it. My Lord Philautus, if I may preſume To congratulate your Honours ſafe returne, I muſt confeſſe, I doe it with my heart, And all your friends long to participate Your happy preſence. Thankes both to them and thee. Maſter Fidelio, no leſſe to you. I ſee you happy in your Miſtris fauour: And thats as much, as I can wiſh to you. You haue bin alwaies priuy to my counſell Aske me no queſtions now, I ſhall reſolue you When we come in. How fares our Campe at home, Trimalchio, and the reſt? I haue beene buſie, In proiecting for them, they muſt all bee married. I haue ſeene the interlude of the Leager: And we haue playd the Iuſtice, and the Conſtable: I will not prepoſſeſſe you with the ſport, But I will ſhew you ſuch aſcene of laughter. Where is Ardelio Your ſeruant Ardelio. Tis the notoriouſt mixture of a villaine, That euer yet was bred vnder the dunghill Of ſeruitude. Hee has more whores at command, Then you haue horſes. He has ſtables for them, His priuate vawting houſes. Diſcharge him the houſe. Take his accounts and office, and diſpoſe them. Euer your Lordſhips true and faythfull ſeruant. When was my Father, and the Captaine heere? They are plotting abroad, I hope to ſee you ſhortly Honeſtly marryed, and then turne vertuous. Tis the courſe of the world now, Margery. But yet I feare, I haue got ſuch a tricke, When I was young, that I ſhall neuer leaue it.