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Words
572
Characters
3080
Typicality
0.28 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP id
A07498
BritDrama no.
2130
Cluster
Cluster 14 — Law & judgment
Important excerpts
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Full speech
It is a nobleness That makes confusion cleave to all my merits. The sting of conscience Afflicts me so for that inhumane violence, On the White bishops Pawn, it takes away My joy, my rest. Cease agreuation, I come to be obsolu'd for't, where is my Confessor, Why dost thou point to the ground? If't be sad, 'tis welcome. This may prick yours too, If there be any quick flesh in a yard on't. Sir, your plots discovered. I scarce can read, I was brought up in blindness. I'm of your mind for that (sir. Your last bruit sir, Begotten betwixt the black Bishop and your self, Your antedated letters about the Jesuit. The white Knights policy has out stripped yours it seems: Joined with assistant council of this Duke: The white Bishops pawn undertook the journey, Who as they say, discharged it Like a flight, I made him for the business fit and light. O (sir) put on the sparlingst trim of glory Perfection will shine for most, and I know you By the Catholical mark you wear about you, The mark above your forehead. I have a worm Follows me, so that I can follow no game, The most faint hearted pawn, if he could see His play, might snap me up at pleasure: I desire (sir) to be absolved, my conscience Being at ease, I could then with more courage Play my Game. 'Twas to a Schisamticke pawn (sir.) This sting shoots deeper. I, you have been used to't (sir) That's a great help, the swallow of my conscience Has but a narrow passage, you must think yet It lies i'th penitent pipe, and will not down, If I had God seven thousand pounds by Offices And gulled down you, the boar would have been bigger. A goodly brood. I'm sure there's a Whirlwind huffs in mine. Sure you put oil of toad into physic (sir) He's come now (sir.) Wretched as I am, has my rage done that There is no president of pardon for? What's all this to my conscience (worthy Holiness) I sue for pardon, I have brought money with me. I have picked out understanding now for ever, Out of the Carbulistique bloody riddle, I'll make away all my estate and kill him, And by that act obtain full absolution. Yonder's the Whit Bishops pawn, I'll play at's heart now Expect none very pleasing That comes (sir) of my bringing, I'm so sad. Bless us, so many? How does poor Country men have but one plot To keep a Cow oh , yet in law for that, You cannot'em all sure by their names (Sir) A thing (sir) drawn with Countries and hard words. Like a Globe of Countries. THE Jesuit in his gallant habit, 'Tis he my Confessor, he might have passed me Seven years together, had I not by chance Advanced mine eye upon that lettered Hat bound: The Jesuitical symbale to be worn, By the brave Colledgians with consent, 'Tis a strange habit for a holy Father, A president of poverty especially: But we the sons and daughters of Obedience, Dare not once think awry, but must confess our selves As humble to the father of that feather, Long spear and poigniard, as to the Abbey and Altar, And happy we are so highly graced attain to't, Holy and reverend. Most miserable, are fouler sins remitted? Killing, nay wilful murder. Death prevented.
Plot summary
Plot — A Game at Chess
Ignatius Loyola returns to Earth to find that the Jesuits do not yet rule the world — which serves them right for ===== PAGE 93 ===== 1624 having taken so long to canonize him. Error shows him a vision of a chess game between the forces of Catholicism (the Black house) and Protestantism (the White house). The White Queen’s Pawn has broken off her engagement to the White Bishop’s Pawn after the latter was castrated by the Black Knight’s Pawn. Now the Black Queen’s and Bishop’s Pawns attempt to seduce her, in both religious and sexual terms; the Black King also hopes to use her as a way of getting at the White Queen, both to satisfy his lust and as part of the Black house’s scheme for world domination. In the event, however, she rejects the advances of the Black Bishop’s Pawn and he attempts to rape her, but is interrupted. The discovery of his hypocrisy provides ammunition for the White cause. However, the victim loses credence when the Black Knight produces forged documents purporting to show that the Black Bishop’s Pawn was not in the country at the time of the incident. The White King allows the Black house to determine her punishment, but the Black Knight's stratagem is exposed and the pawn vindicated. The Black Knight takes the White King’s Pawn, who turns out to be an agent of Black anyway; he expects to be made a cardinal, but the Black Knight double-crosses him and he ends up in the bag. The Black Queen’s Pawn pretends sympathy for her White opposite number, and tries again to win her for Black by predicting her marriage to an up-and-coming Black gentleman. The White Queen’s Pawn shows interest, and is shown her future husband in a magic mirror; in fact it is a ruse, and the man she sees is the Black Bishop’s Pawn. When they are introduced, however, she refuses to have sex until they are married; but being a Jesuit, he cannot marry. The Black Queen’s Pawn persuades her White equivalent that a contract is enough, but substitutes herself when the sexual encounter takes place; she later reveals this when the Black Bishop’s Pawn is pressing himself on his supposed bedfellow, before both Black pawns are taken. The Black Knight’s Pawn is guilt-stricken at his crime against the White Bishop’s Pawn, but he cannot buy absolution because castration is not included in the Black Bishop’s book of indulgences. Murder, however, is: the penitent pawn must kill his victim if he is to be forgiven, but he is taken when he makes the attempt. The Black Bishop attacks…