Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

CAPTAIN

in The Example — Shirley, James

Metadata

PlayThe Example
AuthorShirley, James
Year (catalogued)1637
First performance1634
Decade1630s
GenreComedy
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyQueen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Cap.
Words723
Characters3849
Typicality0.31 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA12136
BritDrama no.2437
ClusterCluster 14 — Law & judgment

Important excerpts

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Full speech

Madam, you honour me, it were a sin Not to be confident. You'll dispense With me for some hours, I have friends expect At my return a visit. I Hope you know me better. So; so, this Tavern was well thought upon: In my opinion, it's a great deal better Then to have trusted your own passion In such a cause, which easily might engage you To danger, when your rage grew high, and loud. I have promised you. My Lord is noble this way, and be confident, Will render you and account, worthy his person, Though I am sorry to salute him first, With a defiance. Now you dishonour me, though he has been pleased To use me nobly when we met at Bergen, That must not bar the office of a gentleman To his friend: he has been a Soldier himself, And must grant this and act of my profession. You are certain he has done the injury? For it is not safe to trust suspicion, In things of this high nature; Life and Honour Must not be questioned upon naked fears, And windy suppositions, pardon me This plainness, you imagine I dare fight. I urge it No father: Is not that he? Withdraw, be careful of your self, I'll meet you At your Uncle's house, and give you and account Of this employment. My Lord, and humble servant— Happy in being your servants, But this morning, I am fortunate In this opportunity, my Lord, to speak with you, And to present— Well, If please you command your boy more distance: This paper comes from him. My Lord, I should Be guilty of much sin to your own honour, Not to assure my self noble construction From you, I had no thought within this hour, To have brought more then my humble service To your Lordship, which shall still be fairly yours. He appears noble, and not moved. He has imparted some, but I have no Commission to expostulate. Your Lordship's honorer. You must arm your self With noble fortitude, passion but unmans us, And makes us less for bearing. Dee think my Lord Can show himself so dishonourable? This is a circumstance I confess, but yet Cannot make me conclude my Lord so ignoble: I know he had a wanton pile of flesh, But a more noble soul, then to betray His enemy so basely. How Master Sheriff? The devil? I was confident, and long since cleared his Lordship In my thoughts. You must take the men benevolence, He is undone else, come there is no harm in't. No, no. You must pronounce him innocent, had he Been coward, as you thought him, at less e charge He might would saved his honour, and secured your absence. Now I see all are your empty jealousies, But think and be convinced, were his thoughts foul As you imagine to your Lady, it Had been ridiculous to set you at liberty, The only bar to his design, lust is not So tame, and foolish, common policy would have instructed him to have let you rather Languish, and rot in Prison, be collected, And think whom your false fears have injured, A noble wife and friend. Your Lady. Who could suspect this Lady? You will expect him. He is come. And the whole age to admire. He seems troubled. What's the matter? How? you have given proof my Lord abroad, That you dare fight. With pardon of your Lordship, since you have Declared so freely, what I think wins credit With him too, your intentions to his Lady: There is no cause, you should engage your bloods, To any lose Blood of both sides, nay then I interpose, As you are gentlemen, for other titles Weigh nothing here, be just to both your honours, You have done well, exceeding well, unless I shall conclude ther's malice on one side, Be your selves now, and on such noble terms Be reconciled again, sir Walter is No enemy at heart, and the World must Be satisfied my Lord, in your just valour, Think what blessed providence has marked you both For noble ends. So, so, it's fair on both sides, but my Lord, You bleed much, can you spare it. First have a Surgeon. I have a heart to wish you joys. I'm your servant.

Plot summary

Plot — The Example
Money troubles have driven Sir Walter Peregrine to go to war in Europe to keep him away from his creditors in England. In his absence, his wife Bellamia is being pursued by Lord Fitzavarice, who plies her with rich gifts. She chastely refuses him, but he feels that, since he is known to have courted her, it is a matter of honour that the seduction should succeed. He pursues her to her chamber and offers to surrender her husband’s mortgage if she will sleep with him, then pay off his debts £100 a time in return for subsequent nights of passion. When she still refuses him, he threatens rape, and she faints. The experience converts him from his louche ways: he is relieved to learn that she is not dead, and returns the mortgage anyway, impressed with her virtue. A captain comes from the Netherlands on a recruiting mission. Sir Walter takes the opportunity to accompany him and pays a flying visit to his wife. She proposes to pay his debts with Lord Fitzavarice’s gifts, but he assumes that these are the rewards of adultery and challenges the Lord to a duel. Fitzavarice, recognizing that he is obliged to answer the challenge, appoints Confident as his second. But Confident’s reputation for valour is undeserved: rather than have to prove it by fighting, he tips off Sir Walter’s creditors and has him arrested for his debts before the duel can take place. Lord Fitzavarice disowns the ploy and secures Sir Walter’s release by paying his debts. Sir Walter realizes that his suspicions must be false—an adulterer would find it more convenient to keep him in jail—but the Lord insists on going through with the duel. Both men are slightly wounded, and honour is satisfied. In the sub-plot, Vainman and Pumicestone have both borrowed heavily to finance their courtship of Bellamia’s sister, Jacintha. They agree that whichever of them wins her will cover the other’s expenses. Jacintha is not disposed to marry anyone, but asks them to demonstrate which of them loves her best. Rather than send them to do dangerous deeds, she imposes difficult conditions: they must both visit her every day for six months, during which time Vainman must not speak a word and Pumicestone must do the opposite of everything she asks. She then contrives a situation in which their compliance is embarrassing. At her instigation they also visit her uncle, the plot-obsessed Sir Solitary, and pretend to be agents of a foreign power; Jacintha also arranges for servants to pose as officers come to arrest them.…