Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

PETRUCCIO

in Love's Sacrifice

Metadata

PlayLove's Sacrifice
Year (catalogued)1633
First performance1633
Decade1630s
GenreTragedy
Play typeProfessional;Adult Professional
CompanyQueen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Petr.
Words608
Characters3260
Typicality0.35 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA01056
BritDrama no.2360
ClusterCluster 17 — Intriguers & schemers

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 17 (nat, leaguer, assyrian, mowche, bashas, andalle…). Matches are highlighted.

honour virtue, Persuade to love her self: a word from you May win her more then my entreaties or frowns. His roving eye, and her enchanting face, The only dower Nature had ordained Advance her to her Bridebed: She was daughter Unto a Gentleman of Milan, no better; Preferred to serve in the Duke of Milan's Court: Where, for

Full speech

And I'll second My Nephews suit with importunity. Dare I, my Lord! yes, 'lesse your fact were greater Than a bold woman's spleen. Now Nephew, as I told you, since the Duke Hath held the reins of state in his own hand, Much altered from the man he was before, (As if he were transformed in his mind) To sooth him in his pleasures, amongst whom Is found Ferentes; one whose pride takes pride In nothing more then to delight his lust; And he (with grief I speak it) hath, I fear, Too much besotted my unhappy daughter, My poor Colona; whom, for kindreds sake, As you are noble, as you honour virtue, Persuade to love her self: a word from you May win her more then my entreaties or frowns. His roving eye, and her enchanting face, The only dower Nature had ordained Advance her to her Bridebed: She was daughter Unto a Gentleman of Milan, no better; Preferred to serve in the Duke of Milan's Court: Where, for her beauty, she was greatly famed: And passing late from thence to Monacho, To visit there her Uncle, Paul Bagloone, The Abbot; Fortune (Queen to such blind matches) Presents her to the Dukes eye, on the way As he pursues the Dear: in short, my Lord, He saw her, loved her, wooed her, wone her, matched her, No counsel could divert him. She is; and to speak truth, I think right Noble In her Conditions. The Duke does come. I shall for ever bless Your Highness for your gracious kind esteems Of my disheartened kinsman; and to add Encouragement to what you undertake, I dare affirm, it's no important fault Hath caused the Dukes distaste. What's this? what's this? Here's fine juggling. Nephew, please you To see your friend to night? It's true; you have no enemy at Court But her, for whom you pine so much in love: Then master your affections; I am sorry you hug your ruin so. What say you to the project I proposed? You are come as I could wish, my Cozen is resolved. Nephew, here is the thing you sent for: Come hither Fool, come it's a good fool. Hide not thy folly by unwise excuse. Thou art undone, Colona; no entreaties, No warning, no persuasion, could put off The habit of thy dotage on that man Of much deceit, Ferentes: would thine eyes Had seen me in my graven, ever I had known The stain of this thine honour. With child, Nibrassa? Alas, my Lord, by whom? How Like you this, Colona, it's too true? Did not this man protest to be your husband? You counsel wisely, I approve your plot: Think on your shames, and who it was that wrought they. This falls out happily, Nibrassa. The Duke's on rising; are you ready ho? Within. All ready. I am resolved.—fresh lights, I hear they coming. Stay, I'll answer for my daughter. It attends your Highness. Cozen, one word with you: does not this Cloud Acquaint you with strange novelties? The Duke Is lately much distempered; what he means By journeying now to Lucam, is to me A r ddle; can you clear my doubt? And see, He comes himself; I'll leave you both together. May we give credit to your words, my Lord? Speak on your honour. If it be thus, 'twere fit you rather kept A guard about you for your own defence, Then to be guarded for security Of his Revenge; he's extremely moved. Well thought on; and in despite of all his rage, Rescue the virtuous Lady. Alas my Lord, this is a wise men carriage.

Plot summary

Plot — Love's Sacrifice
D'Avolos induces Roseilli to leave court by inventing a ducal order of banishment, then intervenes in a developing love-quadrangle: the Duke has recently married Bianca, who is loved by Fernando, who in turn is loved by Fiormonda. Bianca repeatedly refuses to hear Fernando's protestations, but later visits him in bed while the Duke is away hunting, and admits that she reciprocates his love. However, he will not take dishonourable advantage of the situation, and adultery does not occur. D'Avolos learns of their mutual attraction, andtells Fiormonda. With Fernando's connivance, Roseilli returns to court disguised as a fool, and is placed in Fiormonda's household. Ferentes woos three women-Colona, Julia, and old Morona-and under promise of marriage gets each of them pregnant; he then refuses to honour his word to any of them. Fernando proposes to welcome Bianca's uncle to court with a masque, but the jilted women use it as a front for revenge, and kill Ferentes during the performance. They are bailed into male custody and eventually pardoned, but old Mauruccio, the only other masquer deemed criminally responsible, is imprisoned. Bianca and Fernando plead for his release, which is granted after Morona agrees to marry him, but the couple are then banished. D'Avolos casually draws the Duke's attention to Bianca's solicitude towards Fernando, and works with Fiormonda to foster his jealousy: they insinuate that Ferentes was killed to silence him, but the Duke asks for ocular proof of adultery. Fiormonda gives Fernando a chance to accept her love in preference to Bianca's, but his refusal confirms her vindictiveness; Roseilli hears her plotting against the favourite. The Duke pretends to leave court, then returns to find Fernando and Bianca together. Fernando is arrested, and the Duke kills Bianca. Fernando affirms Bianca's chastity, and the penitent Duke visits her tomb. Inside he finds Fernando in a winding sheet, who rebukes the Duke and poisons himself; the Duke stabs himself in remorse. Having learned Roseilli's true identity, Fiormonda bestows the dukedom on him by choosing him as her husband. After accepting, he demands that she live out the rest of her life in repentance and married celibacy. D'Avolos is imprisoned and starved