Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

SOPHY

in The Four Prentices of London — Heywood, Thomas

Metadata

PlayThe Four Prentices of London
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Year (catalogued)1615
First performance1594
Decade1610s
GenreRomance
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyWorcester's Men
TheaterRed Bull;Outdoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)SOP. | SO. | PER. SOP.
Words653
Characters3581
Typicality0.37 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA03202
BritDrama no.1351
ClusterCluster 6 — Battlefield messengers & soldiers

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 6 (armies, fleece, pestle, wonted, pikes, thundering…). Matches are highlighted.

them both. It's best, ' is best to take us to the field. Tush, why should we be penned up in a Town? Let's open the gates and boldly issue out, Leaving some few Pikes to make good the breach. What say you Lords? LORDS Then let us issue out. The more renowned the foe is, the more famous Shall be our conquest, the more great their
night! They shall march over us, that march this way: Before the Christians shall attain these walls With dead men's faces we will pave the earth. See how they quake, to view our martial looks! As when a sturdy Ciclops rears aloft A boisterous Truncheon amongst a troop of Dwarves.

Full speech

Jove's great Vicegerent over all the world: Let us confront their pride, and with our powers Disperse the strength of their assembled Troops. They rather travel in devotion, To pay their vows at their Messia's Tomb, And so, as Pilgrimss, not as Soldiers come. Courage! no. Pale fear, and black destruction, leads the so. O conquest worthy the brave Persian swords? Let us descend from forth the Town and meet them. Yes. Should Soldan, Sophy, Priest, or Presbyter, Or Gods, or devils, or men, gainsay our will: Him, them, or thee, would the brave Persian Kill. I say the Pe and scorns to be colleague, Or to have partly with them of Christendom. Yet Harken to my youth. My tongue a while gives licence to mine ear: The depth of your graven wisdoms let us hear. My youth yields willingly to your graven years, Let it be so. But whom shall we elect To be created Lords Ambassadors? Turnus another, he that all things dares, Will with defiance stir them up to war. Since they demean themselves so honourably, This earth shall give them honourable graves. Didst thou deliver our strict Embassy? Looked they not pale? Or when thou namd'st me, My power, my strength, my matchless chivalry: Fell they not flat upon the earth with fear? My Cemytar is Like the bolt of Jove, That never touches but it strikes with death. O how I long, till we with spears in rests, Strike out the lightning from their high-plumed crests. O sighed best pleasing to the P and gods! Morates, thou and these hall follow me. Me thinks I see pale death fly from their words: Their speech so strong; how power ull are their swords! Here stands my Ensig e, and by it a Crown, That you shall know the Persian honourable, Sets up his Stan dard & Crown. He that can fetch this Ensign from the walls, (Which I my self will guard) and leave some token Behind him, that his sword hath conquered it, He shall enjoy them both. It's best, ' is best to take us to the field. Tush, why should we be penned up in a Town? Let's open the gates and boldly issue out, Leaving some few Pikes to make good the breach. What say you Lords? LORDS Then let us issue out. The more renowned the foe is, the more famous Shall be our conquest, the more great their fallen. Come Lords, divide we our battalions. I will give the charge. Then mount our Canons, let our flanking pieces Rail on the Christian Army with wide mouths. For I this day will led the forlorn hope, The Camisado shall be given by me. Within our troops are sturdy bans of Moors, Of Babylonians, Persians, Bactrians, Of Grecians, Russians, of Tartarians, Turks, Even from the floods that grow from Paradise Unto this place where the Brook Kedron runs. Then to rpe you all, you Persian powers, Assist our courage, make the conquest ours. Why, what to do, my Lord? Yet there is hope of conquest, fight brave Soldan. Fortune thou art too envious of our glory, Behold the two greatest Emperors of the earth, The Babylonian Soldan, and great Sophy; Unveil thine eyes, and look upon our falls. What news bringest thou? Confusion was once page unto my sword. Is the day lost? Through which way did they make irruption first? I will not I survive so oule a shame, Once more unite our powers, (I mean our selves) For all powers else have failed us; bravely fight, That our declining sun may make there night! They shall march over us, that march this way: Before the Christians shall attain these walls With dead men's faces we will pave the earth. See how they quake, to view our martial looks! As when a sturdy Ciclops rears aloft A boisterous Truncheon amongst a troop of Dwarves.

Plot summary

Plot — The Four Prentices of London
Deposed and banished by the King of France, the Earl of Bouillon flees to England, where he helped to put King William on the throne. Planning to end his life on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land, he takes his leave of his four sons, who have found work as London apprentices. Dissatisfied by their jobs and itching for the military life, the four brothers join Robert of Normandy's army embarking on a crusade; their sister Bella Franca follows them in disguise. The army is struck by a storm at sea, and the brothers are separated, variously washed up in Bouillon, France, Italy, and Ireland, each believing the others to be dead. Godfrey frees the town of Bouillon from its usurping Spanish occupiers, and the people acclaim him their earl. Guy is spotted on a raft by the Princess of France, who falls in love with him and persuades her father to make him a courtier - a dangerous situation, since the King is the enemy of Guy's father and would execute him if he knew his true identity. Uninterested in love, Guy joins the army which the King is sending to the crusade, but the princess follows him disguised as a page. In Ireland, Eustace acquires a servant. In Italy, Charles is set on by banditti, but kills their captain and becomes their leader. He attempts to impose civility on them, and discovers that they have captured his father. Charles releases him, tells him of his brothers' death, and gives him money for his continuing pilgrimage. The banditti appointed to escort the old Earl try to rob and murder him, but Eustace and his Irish servant intervene in his defence. Now the divided family begins to meet up, but the mutual assumption of death at sea prevents them from recognizing one another. Charles wants Eustace to join the outlaws, and challenges him to a fight, wagering their purses; Bella Franca runs between them and stops the battle. Both are attracted to her, not realizing that she is their sister. Prince Tancred leads soldiers to dispose of the banditti, but Charles and Eustace persuade him to deploy his forces in the crusade instead. Since both brothers want to marry Bella Franca, Tancred takes her into his custody until the end of the war; she is attracted to him. Godfrey rejoins Duke Robert's troops and meets Guy, now in command of the French army. They quarrel over precedence, but finally agree to go side by side. The combined army marches into Tancred's territory, and he sends Eustace to order them out. Rather than see a bloody battle between fellow…