Linguistic DNA - Concept Modelling Demonstrator

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A19755	The bloodie banquet A tragedie. By T.D.	T. D.; Drue, Thomas, fl. 1616-1653, attributed name.; Barker, Thomas, fl. 1620, attributed name.; Davenport, Robert, fl. 1623, attributed name.; Dekker, Thomas, ca. 1572-1632, attributed name.; Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627, attributed name.	1639 (1639)	STC 6181; ESTC S109199	32,489	60

is pooreÌ„ and old Exit cum suis Sex Farewell King I le play the Flounder keepe me to my tyde Lod. And so will I this is the flowing side Maz. Those men are yours my Lord Arm. We 'le grace them chiefely Waite for imployment place and eminence The like to each that to our bounty flies For he that falls to us shall surely rise His sonne Tymethes little frights our thoughts He 's young and given to pleasure not to plots Maz. Your Grace defines him right he may remaineÌ„ The Prince your sonne bindes him in a love-chaine There 's little feare of him Arm. Their loves are deare Base Boy he leaves his father to live heÌ„re Maz. His presence sets a glosse on your atteÌ„mpts They have their luster from him Arm. He 's their Countenance T was well observ'd and follow'd he shall stay Mazeres thou armest us that wonne the day Exit all but Zenarchus and Tymethes Zen. None but Mazeres that Court flye could on The vertues of the King blow such corruption Man falls to vice in minutes runnes and leapes But unto goodnesse he takes wary steppes How soone a Tyrant why Tymethes Friend Brother Tym. Peace prithee peace you undoe me if you wake me I hope I 'me in a dreame Zen. Would t were so happy Tym. No! why then wake Begger but the comfort is I have brave seeming kinsemen why Zenarchus T is not the losse of Kingdome Fathers banishment Vncertainty of Mother afflicts me With halfe the violence that those cross'd affections Betwixt your Princely Sister and our selfe Who upon fortune or her Fathers frowne Erecting the whole Fabricke of her love Either now will not or else dare not love me Zen. Chance alters not affection see in me That hold thee deare still spight of Tyrannie Fate does but dim the glasse of a right man He still retaines his worth doe what fate can Change faith for drosse I will not call her sister That shall hate vertue for affliction Enter Amphridote And here she comes to cleare those doubts her selfe Amp. Strange alteration will the King my Father Goe to his grave a Ruffian and a Treacher In his gray heires turne Tyrant to his friends Wasting his penitentiall times in plots Acting more sinnes than he hath teares to weÌ„epe for them Tym. Alas Lady fortune hath chang'd my state can you love a begger Am. Why fortune hath the least coÌ„mand ore love She cannot drive Tymethes from himselfe And t is Tymethes not his painted glories My soule in her accomplish'd wish desires Zen. What say you now sir Tim. Nothing but admire That heaven can frame a creatureÌ„ like a woman And she be constant seeing most are common Zen. Put by your wonder sir she proves the same I spake her vertues for her ere she came And when my father dyes I here doe vow This kingdome now detained wrongfully Shall then returne unforcedly to you In part thy dowry but in all thy due Tym. Vnmatched honest young man Enter Mazeres observing Zen. ComeÌ„ let your lips meete though your fortuneÌ„s wander Maz. Ha! taste lips so bounteously with a begger Zen. Thus in firme state let your affections rest Time that makes wretched makes the same men blest Exeunt Maz. What 's here either the Princes out of charities rarenesse Are pleas'd to lay aside their glories and refresh The gasping fortunes of a desperate wretch Or if for larger bounties I was mad T' advise the King for his remaining here That had beene banish'd and with him my feare I love the Princesse and the King allowes it If he should prove a rivall to my love I have argued faire for his abiding here My plots shall worke his ruine if one faile I le rayse a second for I must prevaile I that us'd policie to cause him stay Can shew like Art to rid my feares away Exit Scene 2. Enter the old Queene with two Babes as being hard pursued Que. Oh whither shall I flye with these poore BabeÌ„s Twice set upon by Theeves within this Forrest Who rob'd me of my Cloathes and left me these Which better suite with my calamity What fate pursues the good old King my husband I cannot learne which is my worst affliction Oh trecherous Lapirus impious Nephew All horrors of a guilty brest keepe with thee Either poore Babes you must pine here for food Or have the wars drinke your immaculate blood Cry within follow follow Oh flyeÌ„ least life and honour be betrayd Exit Scen. 3. Enter Lapirus disguised Lap. VillaineÌ„ and fugitive where wilt thou hide Th' abhorred burthen of thy wretched flesh In what disguise canst thou be safe and free Having betray'd thy Countrey base Lapirus Earth stretch thy throate take downe this bitter Pill Loathing the hatefull taste of his owne ill Enter the Queene and two souldiers pursuing her Qu. Oh help good heaven save a poore wretch from slaughter The. 1. Stop her mouth first souldiers must have their sport T is dearely earnd they venture their blood for 't Lap. A Mother so enforc'd by pittilesse slaves Let me redeeme my honour in her rescue And in this deede my former basenesse dye The. 2. Come come Que. If ever woman bore you Lap. Who ere bore them monsters begotÌ„ them mercilesse damn'd villaines Both Hold hold sir we are souldiers but doe not love to fight Exeunt Que. Let me disswade you from all hope of recompence Save thankes and prayers which are the Beggers gifts Lap. You cannot give me that I have more neede of Than prayers for my soule hath a poore stocke There 's a faire house within but t is ill furnisht There wants true teares for hanging penitent falls For without prayers souldiers are but bare walls Whence are you that with such a carefull charge Dare passe this dangerous Forrest Que. Generous sir I was of Lydia once as happie then As now unfortunate till one Lapyrus That trayterous villaine Nephew to the King Sought the confusion of his State and him And with a secret Army guirt his Land When peace was plighted by his enemies hand Little expecting such unnaturall Treason From forth a Kinsmans bosome all admir'd But I his miserable Queene Lap. Oh sinke into perdition let me heare no furtheÌ„r aside Que. I le tell you all for your so late attempt Confirmes you honest and my thoughts so keepe you I frighted at new warres and his false breath Chose rather with these Babes this lingering death Lap. Oh in her words I endure a thousand deaths Que. The truth of this sad story hath beene yours Now curteous sir may I request your name That in my prayers I may place the same Lap. I le put my death into her woefull hands Que. I heare you not sir I desire you name Lap. To adde some small content to your distresse Know that Lapyrus whom your miseries May rightly curse and be revenged justly Lurkes in this Forrest equally distrest Que. In this Forrest lurkes that abhorred villaine Lap. These eyes did see him

night I slipt it from her vayle unfelt of her 'T may be so kind unto me as to bring Her beauty to my knowledge Zen. Can'st not guesse at her nor at the PlaceÌ„ Tym. At neither for my heart why I le tell thee man 'T was handled with such Art such admir'd cunning What with my blindnesse and their generall darkenesse That when mine eyes receiv'd their liberty I was nere the nearer To them in full forme I appear'd unshrowded But all their lights to me were mask'd and clouded Enter Tyrant and Mazeres observing Zen. Fore heaven I doe admire the cunning of 't Tym. Nay you cannot out vye my admiration I had a feeling of 't beyond your passion Zen. Well blow this over see our sister comes Enter Amphridote Tyr. Art sure Mazeres that he courts our Daughter Maz. I 'me sure of more my Lord she favours him Tyr. That Begger Maz. Worse my Lord that villaine Traytor and yet worse my Lord Tyr. How Maz. Pardon my Lord a riper time shall bring him forth Behold him there my Lord Tymethes kisses her Tyr. Dares she so farre forget respect to us And dim her owne lustre to give him grace Maz. Favours are growne to custome twixt them both Letters close banquets whisperings private meetings Tyr. I le make them dangerous meetings Amp. In faith my Lord I le have this Iewell Tym. T is not my gift Lady Tyr. What 's that Mazeres Maz. Marry my Lord she courtly begs a Iewell of him Which he keepes backe as Courtly with faire words Amp. I have sworne my Lord Tym. Why upon that condition You le keepe it safe and close from all strange eyes Not wronging me t is yours Amp. I sweare Tym. It shall suffice They kisse and Exit Zenarchus and Amphridote Maz. T is hers my Lord at which they part in kisses Tyr. I le make those meetings bitter both shall rue We have found Mazeres to this minute true Exit come Mazere Tym. No tricke to see this Lady heart of ill fortune The Iewell that was beg'd from me too was The hope I had to gaine her wisht for knowledge Well here 's a heart within will not be quiet The eye is the sweete feeder of the soule When theÌ„ taste wants that keepes the memory whole T is bad to be in darkenesse all know well Then not to see her what doth it want of Hell What sayes the Note Vnlesse your life you would forgoe Whom we are seeke not to know Pish all Idle As if she 'de suffer death to threaten me Whom she so bounteously and firmely loves No tricke excellent t will fit make use of that Enter Mazeres and Roxano Maz. Enough th' art honest I affect thee much Goe traine him to his ruine Exit Rox. Let me alone my Lord doubt not I le traine him Perhaps sir I have the Art Tym. Oh I know thy minde Rox. The further lodge Tym. Enough I le meete thee presently Rox. Why so I like one that will make an end of himselfe at few words A man that hath a quicke perseverance in ill A leaping spirit hee 'le run through horrors jawes To catch a sin but to oretake a vertue He softly paces like a man that 's sent Some tedious darke unprofitable journey Corrupt is nature she loves nothing more Than what she most should hate there 's nothing springs Apace in man but gray haires cares and sinnes Exit Tym. I le see her come what can but what can prove She cannot seeke my death that seekes my love Exit Scene 2. Enter Amphridote and Mazeres Amp. My Lord what is the matter Maz. I know not what The King sent Amp. Well we obey Maz. Here comes his Highnesse Enter Tyrant Tyr. How now what 's she Amp. I my Lord Your Highnesse knew me once your most obedient Daughter Tyr. They lye that tell me so this is not she Amp. No my Lord Tyr. No for as thou art I know thee not And I shall strive still to forget thee more Thou neither bearst in memory my respects Nor thy owne worthes how can we thinke of thee But as of a dejected worthlesse creature So farre beneath our grace and thy owne luster that we disdaine to know thee Was there no choyse mong our selected Nobles To make thy favorite besides Tymethes Sonne to our enemie a wretch a Begger Dead to all fortunes honours or their hopes Besides his breath worth nothing abject wretch To place thy affection so vigorously On him can nere requite it deny 't not We know the favours thou hast given him Pledges of loveÌ„ close letters private meetings And whisperings are customary twixt you Come which be his gifts whereabout lye his pledgeÌ„s Amp. Your Grace hath beene injuriously inform'd I nere receiv'd pledge Tyr. Impudent creature When in our sight and hearing shamefully undervaluing thy best honours And setting by all modesty of blood thou beÌ„g'dst a Iewell of him Amp. Oh pardon meÌ„ my Lord I had forgot here 't is That is the same and all that ere was his Tyr. Ha! this how came this hither Amp. I gave it you my Lord Tyr. Who gave it thee Amp. Tymethes Tyr. He who gave it him Amp. I know not that my Lord Tyr. Then here it stickes Mazeres Maz. My Lord Tyr. T is my Queenes my Queenes Mazeres How to him came this Maz. I can resolve your highnesse Tyr. Can Mazeres Maz He is some Ape the huske falls from him now And you shall know his inside he 's a villaine A Traytor to the pleasures of your Bed Tyr. Oh I shall burst with torment Maz. He 's receiv'd this night Into her bosome Tyr. I feele a whirle wind in me Ready to teare the frame of my mortality Maz. I trac'd him to the deed Tyr. And saw it done Maz. I abus'd my eyes in the true survey of 't Tainted my hearing with lascivious sounds My loyalty did prompt me to be sure Of what I found so wicked and impure Tyr. T is spring tyde in my Gall all my blood 's bitter Puh lungs too Maz. This night Tyr. Lodovico Enter Lodovico Lod. My Lord Try How cam'st thou up le ts heareÌ„ Lod. My Lord my first beginning was a Broker Tyr. A knaveÌ„ from the beginning there 's no hopeÌ„ of him Sertorio Enter Sertorio Ser. Here my Lord Tyr. We know thee just how cam'st thou up let 's heare Ser. From no desert that I can challenge but your highnesse favour Tyr. Thou art honest in that answere goe report we are 40. leagues off Rid forth spread it about the Castle cunningly Ser. I le doe it faithfully my Lord Tyr. Doe 't cunningly Goe if thou should'st doe 't faithfully thou lyest I 'me lost by violence through all my sences I 'me blinde with rage Mazeres guide me forth I tread in Ayre and see no foote nor path I have lost myselfe yet cannot lose my wrath Exeunt all but Amphridote Amp. What have I heard it dares not be but true Tymethes taken in

adulterate traines And with the Queene my mother now I hate him As beauty abhorres yeares or Vsurers charity He does appeare unto my eye a Leaper Enter Mazeres Full of sinneÌ„s blacke infection foule Adultery Cursed be the houre in which I first did grace him And let Mazeres sterve in my disdaine That hath so long observ'd me with true love Whose loyalty in this approves the same Maz. Madam Amp. My love my Lord I should say but would say my love Maz. I doe beseech your Grace for what I have done Lay no oppressing censure upon me I could not but in honesty reveale it Not envying in that he was my Rivall Nor in the force of any ancient grudge But as the deede in its owne nature crav'd So mong the rest it was reveal'd to me AppeÌ„aring so detested that your selfe Gracious and kinde had you but seene the manner Would have throwne by all pitty and remorce And tooke my office or one more in force Amp. Rise deare Mazeres in our favours rise So farre am I from censure to reprove thee That in my hate to him I chuse and love thee Maz. If constant service may be call'd desert I shall deserve Amp. Man hath no better part Maz. Why this was happily observ'd and follow'd a side The King will to the Castle late to night And tread through all the Vaults I must attend Amp. I wish that at first sight th' hadst forc'd his end Exit Maz. T is better thus so my revenge imports Now thrive my plots the end shall make me great She mine the Crowne sits here I am then CompleateÌ„ Exit Scene 3. Enter Queene and her maide with a light Que. So leave us here a while beare backe the light I would not be discovered if he come You know his entertainement so be gone I am not chearefull troth what point so ere My powers arrive at I desire a league With desolate darkedesse and disconsolate fancies There is no musicke in my soule to night What should I feare when all my servants faiths Sleepe in my bounty and no bribes not threates Can wake them from my safety for the King He 's forty leagues rode forth I heard it lately Yet heavinesse like a Tyrant proud in night Vsurpes my power rules where it hath no right She sleepes Enter Roxano as she sleepes with Tymethes hudwinckt Tym. Me thinkes this a longer voyage than the first Rox. Pleasures once tasted makes the next seeme worse Tym. Is that the tricke Rox. Oh sir experience proves it You came at first to enjoy what you nere knew Now all is but the same what ere you doe Tym. I le prove that false the sight of her is new Rox. I have forgot a businesse to my Lord Mazeres My safety to the King relyes upon 't You are in the house my Lord this is the withdrawing Roome Tym. I see nothing Rox. No matter sir as long as you have Feeling enough Tym. Is the Hood off Rox. T is here in my hand sir I must crave pardon leave you here a while But as you love my safety and your owne Remove not from this roome till my returne Tym. Well here 's my hand I will not Rox. T is enough sir Exit Tym. Hist art gone then boldly I step forth Cunning discoverer of an unknowne beauty As subtle as her plot Thou art mask't too Opens a darke Lanthorne Shew me a little comfort in this condensive darkenesse Play the flatterer laugh in my face Why here 's enough to perfect all my wishes With this I taste of that forbidden fruite Which as she sayes death followes death 't will sting Soft what roomes this le ts see t is not the former I was entertaind in no it some what differs Rich hangings still Court deckings I and all He spies the Queene Oh all that can be in mans wish compriz'd Is in thy love immortall in thy graces I am not the same flesh my touch is alterd She awakes Que. Hast thou betrayd me what hast thou attempted Tym. Nothing that can be prejudiciall To the sweete peace of those illustrious graces Que. Oh my most certaine ruine Tym. Admired Lady heare me heare my vow Que. Oh miserable youth none saves thee now Tym. By that which man holds dearest dreadfull Queene And all that can be in a vow contain'd I le prove as true secret and vigilant As ever man observ'd with serious veÌ„rtue The dreadfull call of his departing soule Your owne soule to your secrets shall not prove more true Than mine to it to them to all to you Que. Oh misery of affection built on breath Were I as far past my beleefe in heaven As in mans oathes I were the foulest devill Tym. May I eate and nere be nourished live and know nothing Love without enjoying if ever Que. Come this is more than needes Tym. There 's comfort then Que. You that professe such truth shall I enjoyneÌ„ you To one poore penance then to try your faith Tym. Be 't what it will command it Que. Spend but this houre wherein you have offended In true repentance of your sinne and all Your hasty youth stands guilty of and being cleare You shall enjoy that which you hold most deare Tym. And if this pennance I performe not truely May I henceforth nere be received to favour Que. Why then I le leave you to your taske a while Most wretched doubtfull strange distracted woman Ene drawne in peeces betwixt love and feare I weepe in thought of both bold venturous youth Twice I writ death yet would he seeke to know me He 'le make no Conscience where his oathes bestow me Exit Tym. I 'me glad all 's so well past and she appeas'd I sweare I did expect a harder pennance When she began to enjoyne me why this is wholsome For soule and body though I seldome use it Her wisedome is as pleasing as her beauty I never knew affection hastier borne With more true Art and lesse suspition It so amaz'd me to know her my Mistresse I had no power to close the light againe Enter the Queene with two Pistols Vnhappy that I was peace here she comes Downe to thy pennance thinke of thy whole youth From the first minute that the wombe conceiv'd me To this full heaped houre I doe repent me With heart as penitent as a man dissolving Of all my sinnes borne with me and borne of me Dishonest thoughts and sights the pathes of youth So thrive in mercy as I end in truth She shootes him dead Que. Fly to thy wish I pray it may be given Man in a twinkling is in earth and heaven I dealt not like a coward with thy soule Nor tooke it unprepar'd I gave him time to put his armour on And sent him forth like a Celestiall champion I lov'd thee with more care and truer moane Since thou must dye to taste more deathes than one Too much by this pitty and love confesses Had any warning fastned on thy sences Rash unadvised youth whom my soule

weepeÌ„s for How oft I told thee this attempt was death Yet would'st thou venture on fond man and kneÌ„w But what destruction will not youth pursue Here long mightst thou have liv'd beene lov'd enjoy'd Had not thy will thy happinesse destroyd Thought'st thou by oathes to have thy deedeÌ„s well borne Thou should'st have come when man was nere forsworne They are dangerous now witnesse this breach of thine Who 's false to his owne faith will nere keepe mine We must be safe young man the deed 's unknowne There are more loves honours no more than one Yet spight of death I le kisse thee oh strange ill That for our feares we should our comforts kill Whom shall I trust with this poore bleeding body Yonder 's a secret Vault runnes through the Castle There for a while convey him haplesse Boy that never knew how deare 't was to enjoy Enter Tyrant with a Torch Oh me confounded everlastingly Damnd to a thousand Tortures in that sight What shall I frame my Lord She runnes to him Tyr. What 's shee Que. Oh my sweete dearest Lord Tyr. Thy name Que. Thy poore affrighted and indangered Queene Tyr. Oh I know thee now Que. Did not your Majesty heare the piteous shreikes Of an inforced Lady Tyr. Yes whose were they Que. Mine my most worthy Lord behold this Villaine Seald with his just desert light here my King This violent youth whom till this night I saw not Being as it seemes acquainted with the footesteps Of that darke passage broke through the Vault upon me And with a secret Lanthorne searcht me out And seized me at my Orisons alone And bringing me by violence to this roome Farre from my guard or any hope of rescue Intending here the ruine of my honour But in the strife as the good Gods ordain'd it Reaching for succour I lighted on a Pistoll Which I presum'd was not without his charge Then I redeemed mine honour from his lust So he that sought my fall lyes in the dust Tyr. Oh let me imbrace thee for a brave unmatchable Precious unvallewed admirable whore Que. Ha! what sayes my Lord Tyr. Come hither yet draw nearer how came this man To 's end I would heare that I would learne cunning Tell me that I may wonder and so lose thee There is no Art like this let me pertake A subtlety no devill can imitate Speake why is all so contrary to time He downe and you up ha why thus Que. I am sorry for my Lord I understand him not Tyr. The deed is not so monstrous in it selfe As is the Art which ponders home the deed The cunning doth amaze me past the sinne That he should fall before my rage begin Que. My Lord Tyr. Come hither yet one of those left hands give me Thou hast no right at all Nothing but put a Ring upon a finger Que. That 's a wrong finger for a Ring my Lord Tyr. And what was he on whom you bounteously bestow'd this Iewell Que. I doe not like that word a side Tyr. Looke well upon 't doest know it I and start Que. Oh heaven how came this hither Your Highnesse gave me this this is mine owne Tyr. T is the same ring but yet not the same stone Mysticall Strumpet dost thou yet presume Vpon thy subtle strength shak'st thou not yet Or is it onely Art makes women constant whom nature makes so loose I lookt for gracious lightning from thy cheekes I see none yet for a relenting Eye I can see no such sight lust keepes in all My witnesse where 's my witnesse rise in the same forme Enter from below Mazeres habited like Roxano Que. Oh I 'me betray'd Tyr. Is not you woman an Adulteresse Maz. Yes my good Lord Tyr. Was not this fellow catcht for her desire Brought in a Mist banquetted and received To all her amplest pleasures Maz. True my Lord I brought him saw him feasted and reÌ„ceiv'd Tyr. Downe downe we have too much Que. Oh t is Roxano Maz. So by this sleight I have deceiv'd them both I 'm tooke for him I strive to make her loath Exit Tyr. Needes here more witnesses I le call up more Que. Oh no here lyes a witnesse gainst my selfe Sooner beleev'd than all their hired faiths Doome me unto my death onely except The lingering execution of your looke Let me not live tormented in that brow I doe confesse Tyr. Oh I felt no quicke till now All witnesses to this were but dead flesh I was insensible of all but this Would I had given my Kingdome so condition'd That thou hadst nere confessed it Now I stand by the deed see all in Action The close conveyance cunning passages The Artfull fetch the whispering close disguising The houre the Banquet and the baudy Tapers All sticke in mine eye together yet thou shalt live Que. Torment me not with life it askes but death Tyr. Oh hadst thou not confest hadst thou no sleight Where was thy cunning there I see it now in thy confession Thou shalt not dye as long as this is meate Thou kill'dst a Bucke which thou thy selfe shalt eate Que. Deare sir Tyr. Here 's Deere strucke dead with thy owne hand T is Venison for thy owne tooth thou know'st the rellish A dearer place hath beene thy Taster hoa Sertorio Lodovico They Enter Ambo Here sir Tyr. Drag hence that body see it quartered streight No living wrath can I extend upon 't Else torments horrors Gibbets rackes and wheeles Had with a thousand deaths presented him Ere he had tasted one yet thou shalt live Heere take this Taper lighted kneele and weepe I le try which is spent first that of thine eye I le provide foode for thee thou shalt not dye If there be hell for sinnes that men commit Marry a strumpet and she keepes the pit Exit Que. I feard this misery long before it came My ominous dreames and fearefull dreadfulnesse Promis'd this issue long before t was borne Enter Mazeres Maz. Yonder she kneeles little suspecting me The neate discoverer of her Venery I were full safe had I Roxano's life Which in this streame I fish for how now Lady So nere the earth suites not a living Queene Que. Vnder the earth were safer and farre happier Maz. What is 't that can drive you to such discomforts To prize your glories at so meane a Rate Que. The trechery of my servants good my Lord Maz. Dare they prove trecherous most ignoble Vassals To the sweete peace of so divine a Mistresse Que. I 'me sure one Villaine whom I dearely lov'd Of whom my trust had made Election chiefe Perfideously betray'd me to the fury Of my tempestuous unappeased Lord Maz. Let me but know him that I may bestow My service to your Grace upon his heart And thence deserve a Mistresse like your selfe Enter Roxano from below Que. Oh me too soone behold him Maz. Madam stand by let him not see the light Rox. Now I expect reward Maz. He dyes were he my kinseman for that guilt Though t

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