Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

BELINUS

in Alphonsus, King of Aragon — Greene, Robert

Metadata

PlayAlphonsus, King of Aragon
AuthorGreene, Robert
Year (catalogued)1599
First performance1587
Decade1590s
GenreRomance
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyQueen Elizabeth's Men (?)
Speech prefix(es)Beli.
Words577
Characters3018
Typicality0.44 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA02091
BritDrama no.788
ClusterCluster 18 — Chronicle statesmen & prelates

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 18 (salic, caius, flewellen, coronel, mamon, crimes…). Matches are highlighted.

What is he gone, the devil break his neck, The fiends of hell torment his traitorous corpses: Is this the quittance of Belinus grace, Which he did show unto that thankless were changed? That runagate, that rachell, yea that thief, For well I wot
that rachell, yea that thief, For well I wot he hath robbed me of a Crown. If ever he had sprung from gentle blood, He would not thus misuse his favourer. What traitorous villain dost thou threaten me? Lay hold on him, and see he do not escape, I'll teach the slave to know to whom he speaks. To thee I speak, and to thy fellows all:
for to appoint Alphonsus victor of Belinus land, Yet shalt thou never live to see that day, And therefore Fabius stand not lingering, But presently slash off his traitorous head. Why how now Fabius, what do you stand in doubt, To do the deed? what fear you? who dares seek For to revenge his death on thee again, Since that Belinus did

Full speech

What is he gone, the devil break his neck, The fiends of hell torment his traitorous corpses: Is this the quittance of Belinus grace, Which he did show unto that thankless were changed? That runagate, that rachell, yea that thief, For well I wot he hath robbed me of a Crown. If ever he had sprung from gentle blood, He would not thus misuse his favourer. What traitorous villain dost thou threaten me? Lay hold on him, and see he do not escape, I'll teach the slave to know to whom he speaks. To thee I speak, and to thy fellows all: And though as now you have me in your power, Yet doubt I not but that in little space, These eyes shall see thy treason recompensed: And then I mean to vaunt of our victory. Nay proud Albinius, never built on that, For though the Gods do chance for to appoint Alphonsus victor of Belinus land, Yet shalt thou never live to see that day, And therefore Fabius stand not lingering, But presently slash off his traitorous head. Why how now Fabius, what do you stand in doubt, To do the deed? what fear you? who dares seek For to revenge his death on thee again, Since that Belinus did command it so? Or are you waxed so dainty, that you dare Not use your sword for staining of your hands? If it be so, then let me see thy sword, And I will be his butcher for this time. Now sir Albinius, are you of the mind That erst you were? what do you look to see And triumph in Belinus overthrow? I hope the very sighed of this my blade, Hath chaungde your mind into and other tune. Nay then Albinius, since that words are vain For to persuade you from this heresy: That sword shall sure put you out of doubt. Thou second sun which with thy glimpsing beams Dost clarify each corner of the earth, Belinus comes not, as erst Midas did, To mighty Bacchus, to desire of him, That what so ere at any time he touched, Might turned be to gold incontinent. Nor do I come as Juppiter did erst Unto the Palace of Amphytrion, For any found or foul concupiscence, Which I do bear to Alcumena's hew. But as poor Saturn, forced by mighty Jove To fly his Country, banished and forlorn, Did crave the aid of Troos, King of Troy. So comes Belinus to high Amurack. And if he can but once your aid obtain, He turns with speed to Naples back again. Nor would Belinus for King Craesus trash, Wish Amurack to displease the Gods; In pleasuring me in such à ling toy. Then Monarch, if it be thy will, Get the consents, and then the act fulfil. For that intent we came into this place, And since that, the mighty Mahomet Is now at leisure for to tell the same, Let us make haste and take time while we may: For much danger happeneth through delay. As you do will, we oyntly will obey. Then proud Alphonsus, look thou to thy Crown, Belinus comes in glittering armour clad, All ready pressed for to revenge the wrong Which not long since, you offered unto him. And since we have God Mahound on our side: The victory must needs to us betide. And thinking long till that we be in fight, Belinus hastes to quail Alphonsus might.

Plot summary

Plot — Alphonsus, King of Aragon
Twenty years before the action, Alphonsus’ branch of the royal family of Aragon was dispossessed of the crown through the Duke of Milan’s treachery, and banished, along with their supporters. Now, a generation later, the usurping King is making war on Naples. Alphonsus poses as a common soldier and is recruited to King Belinus’ defending army; he makes the condition that he will unconditionally own anything he wins by fighting. In battle he kills the usurping King of Aragon, and King Belinus grudgingly gives him the crown; he then claims sovereignty over Naples. After rescuing a follower from beheading by Belinus, he conquers Italy and crowns his followers. Albinius, his oldest ally, is made King of Aragon in his place, while he pursues Belinus, who has fled to the court of the Great Turk Amurack. Amurack promises Belinus military help, and summons armies from throughout his wide dominions. Encouraged by the anxious Empress Fausta, the enchantress Medea seeks supernatural information about the coming wars, and it comes in a vision to the sleeping Amurack: defeat, captivity, then release through Alphonsus’ love for his daughter Iphigina, and the expulsion of paganism. When Fausta speaks against this, she and Iphigina are banished from the court; encouraged by Medea to accept the inevitable, they go to gather their Amazon troops. The prophecy is also overheard by the god Muhammad, who withdraws his support from Amurack, but encourages his pagan allies to attack Alphonsus; when they do, they are killed in battle. Then Amurack himself gives battle, and is captured. Alphonsus woos Iphigina on the battlefield, but is scornfully rejected. Later, in defeat, she offers herself to save her father’s life, and he rejects her in turn. Alphonsus’ father, having met the dispossessed Duke of Milan, learned of Alphonsus’ success, and killed his old enemy, presents himself at court. He encourages his son to accept Iphigina after all and brokers a peace, reluctantly accepted by Amurack, which fulfils the prophecy; Alphonsus returns to Naples as heir apparent to the Turkish Empire.