Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

SPURIO

in The Revenger's Tragedy — Middleton, Thomas

Metadata

PlayThe Revenger's Tragedy
AuthorMiddleton, Thomas
Year (catalogued)1607
First performance1606
Decade1600s
GenreTragedy
Play typeAdult Professional
CompanyKing's Men
Speech prefix(es)Spu. | Spi. | Sp. | Spuri. | Spur.
Words792
Characters4143
Typicality0.30 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA13843
BritDrama no.1520
ClusterCluster 1 — Wives, widows & intimate counsel

Important excerpts

Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 1 (nony, tailors, butler, mall, jesu, massinissa…). Matches are highlighted.

He yields small comfort yet, hope he shall die, And if a bastards wish might stand in force, Would all the court were turn de into a coarse, Now, now he die, rid they away. Pax

Full speech

He yields small comfort yet, hope he shall die, And if a bastards wish might stand in force, Would all the court were turn de into a coarse, Now, now he die, rid they away. Pax ont, What makes my Dad speak now? Delayed, deferred nay then if judgement have cold blood, Flattery and bribes will kill it. Madame? your Grace so private. My duty on your hand. I would 'twere love, but 'tus a fouler name Then lust; you are my father's wife, your Grace may guess now, What I could call it. I'faith it's true too; Ime and uncertain man, Of more uncertain woman; may be his groom 'ath stable be God me, you know I know not, he could ride a horse well, a shroud suspicion marry—he was wondrous tall, he had his length i'faith, for peeping over half shut holiday windows, Men would desire him light, when he was a foot, He made a goodly show under a Penthouse, And when he rid, his Hat would check the signs, and clatter Barbers Basons. Indeed I am a beggar. No mad and think vpon't. O Idem a hot-backt Devil to my father. Madam I blush to say what I will do. O one incestuous kiss picks open hell. Duke, thou didst do me wrong, and by thy Act Adultery is my nature; Faith if the truth were known, I was begotten After some gluttonous dinner, some stirring dish Was my first father; when deep healths went round, And Ladies cheeks were painted read with Wine, Their tongues as short and nimble as their heals Uttering words sweet and thick; and when they rise, Were merrily disposed to fallen again, In such a whispering and withdrawing hour, When base-male-Bawds kept Centinel at stairhead Was I stolen softly; o—damnation met The sin of feasts, drunken adultery. I feel it swell me; my revenge is joust, I was begotten in impudent Wine and Lust: Stepmother I consent to thy desires, I love thy mischief well, but I hate thee, And those three Cubs thy sons, wishing confusion Death and disgrace may be their Epitaphs, As for my brother the Dukes only son, Whose birth is more beholding to report Then mine, and yet perhaps as falsely sown. (Women must not be trusted with their own) I'll lose my days upon him hate all I, Duke on thy brow I'll draw my Bastardy. For indeed a bastard by nature should make Cuckolds, Because he is the son of a Cuckold-maker. O but are you sure on't. You're villains, Fablers, You have knaves chins, and harlots tongues, you lie, And I will dam you with one meal a day. Sbloud you shall never sup. To let my sword—Catch cold so long and miss him. Heart he's yonder? Would? what news here? is the day out ath-socket, That it is Noon at Midnight; the Court up, How comes the Guard so saucy with his elbows? Good i'faith, then it's not much amiss, He's gone: I'll after him, And know his trespass, seem to bear a partly In all his ills, but with a Puritane heart. Had not that kiss a taste of sin 'twere sweet. True, such a bitter sweetness fate hath given, Best side to us, is the worst side to heaven. Madam, you urge a thought which never had life, So deadly do I loath him for my birth, That if he took me haspt within his bed, I would add murder to adultery, And with my sword give up his years to death. I, Like your brains then, Near to come out as long as you lived. I'm confident, you may. Well, have the fairest mark,—(so said the Duke when he begotten me,) And if I miss his heart or near about, Then have at any a Bastard scorns to be out. Slave so dost thou? Witness I would not Madam. Madam I ever think of you, in duty, Regard and— I, there's the vengeance that my birth was wrapped in, I'll be revenged for all, now hate begin, I'll call foul Incest but a Venial sin. Sweet word, sweet occasion, faith then brother I'll disinherit you in as short time, As I was when I was begotten in hast: I'll dam you at your pleasure: precious deed After your lust, o 'twill be fine to bleed, Come let our passing out be soft & wary. Madam, unlock your self, should it be seen, Your arm would be suspected. Old Dad, dead? I, one of his cast sins will send the Fates Most hearty commendations by his own son, I'll tug in the new strcame, till strength be done. Whose groan was that? Then I proclaim my self, now I am Duke.

Plot summary

Plot — The Revenger's Tragedy
Nine years ago, the DUKE poisoned Gl@fiana when she refused to submit to his sexual advances; Windies has preserved her skull. HippOlit6 is given the task of recruiting a pander for the Duke’s son [iisstinioso, and brings Mimdiee, his brother, to court in disguise. The object of seduction turns out to be their sister, @AStiZa. Vindice undertakes the task, incognito as the pander (Piato’; he is delighted at Castiza’s outraged rejection, but less pleased at their mother’s venal readiness to countenance a liaison between her daughter and the heir apparent. ‘Piato’ reports this limited success back to Lussurioso. The Prince changes his initial plans to visit Castiza that night when he learns of a chance to catch his bastard brother Spud in bed with the DweHessl However, Spurio has changed his plans too, in the expectation of catching Lussurioso in the act of raping Castiza; so when Lussurioso bursts in on the Duchess with his sword drawn, it is the Duke who is with her, and he is arrested. Two of the Duchess’s sons plead insincerely for their stepbrother’s release, and put their pleas into reverse when the Duke, recognizing their malice, agrees to pardon him. Finally, without their knowledge, he sends order for Lussurioso to be freed. Meanwhile, the Duchess’s younger son, Jaimi6r has raped Ammtonio'siwifé at a recent court masque. He is tried and convicted for the crime, but the Duke defers sentencing until a later date. The victim poisons herself in shame; and a group of lords, including Hippolito, decide to take the law into their own hands should the Duke grant a reprieve. AlbiHOS6 and Sipenvaeuo use the Duke’s signet to order Lussurioso’s immediate execution, not knowing that he has already been released; in consequence it is Jiii6r who is beheaded. His brothers receive the severed head and are busy congratulating themselves on their stratagem when [bussurioss arrives, with his head still on. The Duke engages ‘Piato’ to get him a girl in secret. Waimedice arranges the assignation at a place where the Duchess and Spurid have agreed to meet. The ‘lady’ is also not what the Duke expects: Gléfianasiskull The Duke kisses the skull and is poisoned by it; the last thing he sees is the Duchess and Spurio together. Later, the brothers violently force their mother to repent; (Castiza then tests her by pretending to agree to sex with Lussurioso. Dissatisfied with ‘Piato’, IGSSii0sS6 asks Hippolito to bring his brother Vindice to court as a replacement; his first…