in The Sophister (Fallacy, or The Troubles of Great Hermenia) — Zouche, Richard
Metadata
Play
The Sophister (Fallacy, or The Troubles of Great Hermenia)
Author
Zouche, Richard
Year (catalogued)
1639
First performance
1614
Decade
1630s
Genre
Comedy
Play type
University
Speech prefix(es)
Demon. | Demo. | Dem.
Words
336
Characters
1869
Typicality
0.30 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP id
A15873
BritDrama no.
1922
Cluster
Cluster 8 — Martial kings & Roman gravity
Important excerpts
Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 8 (massinissa, yaw, league, renown, quasi, apud…). Matches are highlighted.
closer working Nature have set forth, The hidden cause locked from common eyes In deep, scarce-searchable Obscurity, I opened wide to his illustrious view. I the renowned Champion of Truth, Have her defended against her proudest foes, And many combats for her honour fought, Never returning conquered from the field, And therefore
Full speech
Not I; is he gone? He bid me call up young Lord Intellect. What is the matter? Not well, and stand we talking? Come let us seek him out. Then why do not some dim & purblind Stars, Corrivals with the thrice most glorious Sun, Sue at the Throne of Heavens Majesty To ruleth the Day? 'twere less presumption Than this of these competitors of mine: For were not I by my Nobility, And most apparent births prerogative, In all men's sighed, to be preferred, before This Topicus, and bastard Fallacy: Yet were my worth, great worth, beyond compare, To prove my claim just, all-sufficient. I from the State long since have banished Gross ignorance, and that her cursed spawn, Vild superstitious Admiration, The Tyrant of the vulgar simple minds: I the chief Shewer to my Lord Discourse, All the most strange and wonderful effects Of closer working Nature have set forth, The hidden cause locked from common eyes In deep, scarce-searchable Obscurity, I opened wide to his illustrious view. I the renowned Champion of Truth, Have her defended against her proudest foes, And many combats for her honour fought, Never returning conquered from the field, And therefore now to any scorn to yield. And 'twould no less befit you Topicus To know your self, and learn of Fallacy To yield unto your betters. Brave spirit, and can I endure To be called base and abject? Rather as the Lightning shall my courage pierce Through any Clouds, that likely are to obscure My brighter glory. And shall my brother seek to thrust me down, And I endure it O the name of a King Is better than the common vulgar name Of Brother. Topicus, look to thy self, He that my right and honour shall deny, If I do live and breath, shall surely die. I do confess I know thee not, for Demonstration Looks not so low, with his inquiring eye, In greater matters only busied. Go fetch thy weapons, I will not be long.
Plot summary
Plot — The Sophister (Fallacy, or The Troubles of Great Hermenia)