Randolph, Thomas · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 20] (Annals) comedy · before the Court T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.90 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
That he was not Guilty of this, acquits him not of all: To prove a man free from an act of theft, Assoils him not of murder. No, no, sister, Tempt him with kisses, and what other dalliance Craft and indulgent nature hath taught woman To raise hot youth to appetite; if he yield not, I will put off distrust. I do not know Whom I durst trust but you. Though mine own love Find me enough of business, yet in hope That you will second me in my occasions, I undertake the task. Take heed Evadne, Lest while you counterfeit a flame, you kindle A real fire.— I dare not be too confident. Hence will I closely pry into their actions, And overhear their language; for if my sister See with my eyes, she cannot choose but love him In the same height with me. IT grieves me that a Lady of your worth, Young, soft, and active as the spring, the star And glory of our nation, should be prodigal Of your affections, and misplace your love On a regardless boy. Sir, the same pity I must return on you. Were I a man Whom all the Ladies might grow rivals for (As less you cannot be) I would not lose My service to a Mistress of so coy And proud an humour:— True, she is my sister, But the same womb produces several natures. I should have entertained so great a blessing With greater thankfulness. That my stars should be So cross unto my happiness! And my fate So cruel to me! Sweet, it is in us To turn the wheel of Fortune, she's a goddess That has no deity where discretion reigns. But shall I wrong my sister? Do not I Give just exchange, and lose a brother for her? Our sufferings have been equal, and their prides. They must be equal necks that can draw even In the same yoke. I have observed, the chariot Of the great Cyprian Queen links not together The dove with sparrows; but the turtle joins With turtles, and the sparrow has his mate. See if one softness kiss not in our lips. One lip not meets the other with more sympathy, Then yours met mine. Let's make the second trial. I Can endure no longer,— Gentle sister. I cannot blame your jealousy: for I find— Too much of sweetness in his amorous lips. There is no tie in nature, faith in blood Is but a thing that should be. Brothers, sisters, Fathers, and mothers are but specious names Of love and duty: you and I have been But guests in the same womb, that at first meeting Change kind and friendly language, and next morning Fall out before they part, or at least ride Contrary roads. Will you then misconstrue The service I performed at your request?
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Length
478 words · 595 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.897 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That he was not Guilty of this, acquits him not of all: To prove a man free from an act of theft, Assoils him not of murder. No, no, sister, Tempt him with kisses, and what other dalliance Craft and indulgent nature hath taught woman To raise hot youth to appetite; if he yeeld not, I will put off distrust. I do not know Whom I durst trust but you. Though mine own love Finde me enough of businesse, yet in hope That you will second me in my occasions, I undertake the task. Take heed Evadne, Lest while you counterfeit a flame, you kindle A reall fire.— I dare not be too confident. Hence will I closely pry into their actions, And overheare their language; for if my sister See with my eyes, she cannot choose but love him In the same height with me. IT grieves me that a Lady of your worth, Young, soft, and active as the spring, the starre And glory of our nation, should be prodigall Of your affections, and misplace your love On a regardlesse boy. Sir, the same pitie I must return on you. Were I a man Whom all the Ladies might grow rivals for (As lesse you cannot be) I would not lose My service to a Mistresse of so coy And proud an humour:— True, she is my sister, But the same wombe produces severall natures. I should have entertain'd so great a blessing With greater thankfulnesse. That my starres should be So crosse unto my happinesse! And my fate So cruell to me! Sweet, it is in us To turn the wheel of Fortune, she's a goddesse That has no deity where discretion reignes. But shall I wrong my sister? Do not I Give just exchange, and lose a brother for her? Our sufferings have been equall, and their prides. They must be equall necks that can draw even In the same yoke. I have observ'd, the chariot Of the great Cyprian Queen links not together The dove with sparrows; but the turtle joynes With turtles, and the sparrow has his mate. See if one softnesse kisse not in our lips. One lip not meets the other with more sympathy, Then yours met mine. Let's make the second triall. I Can endure no longer,— Gentle sister. I cannot blame your jealousie: for I finde— Too much of sweetnesse in his amorous lips. There is no tie in nature, faith in bloud Is but a thing that should be. Brothers, sisters, Fathers, and mothers are but specious names Of love and dutie: you and I have been But guests in the same wombe, that at first meeting Change kinde and friendly language, and next morning Fall out before they part, or at least ride Contrary rodes. Will you then misconster The service I perform'd at your request?