Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

HIMULCO

in Hannibal and Scipio

Metadata

PlayHannibal and Scipio
Year (catalogued)1637
First performance1637
Decade1630s
GenreTragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
CompanyQueen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Himul. | Him. | Him
Words750
Characters4230
Typicality0.13 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA07974
BritDrama no.2480
ClusterCluster 20 — Conjurers, witches & physicians

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 20 (ithimore, nat, invisible, notary, glycerie, humfrey…). Matches are highlighted.

roundness mocks us with. A third Betrays through a transparent lawn the beauty Of a complexion, white and read did never Mix a more perfect; and a shape exact As Nature's first Pandora's. The possession After desire hath made a preparation In every sense to entertain these joys, Can earth afford a Heaven, and this not be The
fingers, white as Othris snow; While the soft handler starts, if by mischance The point but prick her skin, and must consult With some learned unguentary to prevent Th'invisible scar. Why here we cannot quarrel Amongst ourselves for wenches. There's a Lady, As mean a beauty heretofore hath been The ground of a sad war, or in a Camp Sured

Full speech

These spoils of beauty, And free ones too, that uncompelled will run To embrace a Soldier; rock him in her arms; Sing him asleep, and with her icy fingers K mbing the knotted curls of his black hair So long neglected, make her self the ravisher: Oh l' is Elysium. To crown the entertainment, Here sits a Lady, Hebe never blushed A colour Like her check: and in her eye A thousand Cupid's move in wanton frisk's, To catch the gazers. There's another decked In the Seas riches, which the Negro dives for: Her pearls reflection dimacing the dark tapers, As if all light were borrowed from those Suns Their orient roundness mocks us with. A third Betrays through a transparent lawn the beauty Of a complexion, white and read did never Mix a more perfect; and a shape exact As Nature's first Pandora's. The possession After desire hath made a preparation In every sense to entertain these joys, Can earth afford a Heaven, and this not be The best hope ever feigned? Yet so much change Should make invention barren: but it's fruitful, Pregnant, and teems as fast as it's delivered. Delicious Capva! What's here? She courts him with as earnest zeal, as Cynthia Would her Endymion, or the gray-eyed Morn Her early Cephalus. Is that a Soldiers oath in Capva? By the bright tresses of my Mistress hair, Fine as Arachne's web, or Gosshimere: Whose curls when garnished with their dressing, show Like that spun vapour when it's pearled with Due. Or by the Sunshine of her crystal eyes, Wherein the God of Love his wet wings dry's After his bathing in sad Lovers tears. These are the only oaths a Soldier swears. What should we do with swords? Mine shall be drawn To wear for pins: and that which oft hath reigned The blood of Romans on my hilts and hand, Wearied almost with slaughter, shall be touched With trembling fingers, white as Othris snow; While the soft handler starts, if by mischance The point but prick her skin, and must consult With some learned unguentary to prevent Th'invisible scar. Why here we cannot quarrel Amongst ourselves for wenches. There's a Lady, As mean a beauty heretofore hath been The ground of a sad war, or in a Camp Sured up a mutiny: we cannot envy it, That he, a common Soldier, valours ciphar, One only pressed to make the number up, Enjoves her wholly, and perhaps hath change. They cannot be refused, being offered us So ap y after labour, as the fruits And harvest of our pains. What stupid earth Can be so void of apprehension, As not to think them blessings? Speak Like Hannibal. Dost observe his eye How it is fixed? Shall we By change ride through the Zodiac of your pleasures, And feast our selves in every house? She slouts us sure. Hath not Hannibal His forces here? Let's forward with that strength Which yet is left us; nor regard the ties Their doting policies would chain us with. Valour consists in hearts more than in number. Let's on to Room. Have words such power Upon our General to deject him thus? I'll help to deliver it. I prophesy success Despite of Scipio. Syphax Counsellors (Whose secret correspondency with us Taught the great means by which their Master's love Must be regained) a long experience Confirms our friends: then prosecute it thoroughly. You are betrayed my Lord; your safety needs A sudden resolution. Scipio's entered The Gates of Carthage. Your danger will not Allow your passion vent. Pray 'fligh my Lord. My observation Hath been I fear too curious: for your danger If any be intended wants all means Of opposition. But my fear perhaps Interprets worse than a consideration Will from the circumstance; which yet hath show Of probability. Armed troops guard all the passages by which The house is entered. Fame break thy trumpet now; Deaf thy wide ears, and silence all thy tongues Since he's dead, who with his actions wont To imp new feathers to thy broken wings, And make thee sligh a pitch above the reach Of common eyes. No matter. It's a better life than war Affords her sons. A hard cold bed of earth: Sleeps broken with a thousand apprehensions Of danger; diet course, and seldom seasonable; Hunger and thirst; and death each hour presented. Let us translate our Carthage unto Capva; We shall not needs to toil in blood and sweat For more enlargement.

Plot summary

Plot — Hannibal and Scipio
rebukes them, but finds himself attracted to one of the A MESSENGER, who brings news from Spain (1.5) local ladies. News from Spain snaps him out of it: BOMILCAR, Hannibal's kinsman Scipio has taken several Carthaginian cities. He decides SYPHAX, King of Numidia, a young, unmarried man; to attack Rome, but is recalled to Carthage before he later Sophonisba's first husband can do so. Carthage has recently lost an African ally, Masinissa, who has been wooed to the side of Rome. In an effort to counterbalance him, Hannibal goes to Numidia to seek an alliance with its king, Syphax. He also finds Scipio there, and suspects Syphax of treachery, but makes the offer anyway: Syphax's military support in return for marriage to Sophonisba, who was previously promised to Masinissa. The lady herself is reluctantshe still loves Masinissa and thinks herself above a petty king like Syphax-but Syphax is agreeable and the marriage goes ahead. The alliance does not help the Carthaginians: Masinissa defeats Syphax's forces in battle, takes Sophonisba prisoner, and marries her (even though Syphax, her husband, is still alive). Scipio wants her to be sent to Rome, but she takes poison rather than be handed over. Hannibal meets with Scipio and offers him a peace, but Scipio refuses, and Hannibal is routed in the ensuing battle. When he returns to Carthage, the Senate rebukes him for initiating unauthorized peace negotiations, and also suspects him of attempting to set himself up as a king. He leaves Carthage in disgust. When Scipio arrives in triumph, the senators order a pre-emptive announcement that Hannibal has been banished, but their disloyalty to their general only wins Scipio's contempt. Hannibal takes refuge at the court of King Prusias in Bithynia, and offers his services in a policy of resistance to Rome's territorial ambitions. Prusias refuses, preferring not to jeopardize his diplomatic relations with the Romans. A legation arrives from Rome, with Scipio on its personnel. Hannibal learns that the exits from the palace are being guarded, and infers that he is about to be surrendered to the Romans. He forestalls this by taking poison. Scipio plans to retire to country seclusion.