Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Shepherds' Holiday · chunk 24 of 39

Rutter, Joseph · published 1635 · first performed or written 1634 [1633-1635] (Annals)
pastoral · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · before the Court
unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.

Stay, hold thy hand, I live, thy Sylvia lives To make thee happy, if thou wilt go to her. You're habited like those I've seen at Court, And courtesy they say is ever there, Yet mingled with deceit: if you do mean T'abuse me for your sport, this way will prove Too sad to raise mirth out of. There's no ill That I have done to you, or any else, Unless my constancy be here a sin. His griefs have made him wild, I have no time Left me to use persuasions, or to make This truth apparent to you; on my word You shall be safe, and if you dare believe me, I'll bring you where your love is; follow me. Why should I doubt, or fear to go with her? Ill does he call for physic, whom the Law Has doomed to die: There's no condition Can prove worse to me than my present one. Pray lead me where you please, I'm sure of this, To one that's desperate, no way's amiss. ALl leave the room. Eubulus, I'm resolved To hold an easier hand over my daughter Then I was wont: Therefore I sent Cleander To bring her to my presence, though she have Wronged her great birth and breeding by her follies, Yet I consider that she is my daughter, And this restraint cannot but harden her In her fond resolutions: have you sought By all the means you can to sift the cause Of her departure? Sir, I have tried, By all the ways that fit a subject, to inquire a truth of one that is his Princess. And what have you discovered? Nothing more Than what my son Cleander did before. I have heard his relation: but I wonder How for a whole months' time, she should abide Within our confines, when so great a search, Through all our Countries, and loud proclamations Were made for her recovery. 'tis true. She herein was ingenuous, and confessed, That she foresaw what search would be made for her, Therefore with some about her she had plotted, To hire a bark, that might convey her hence, In a disguise to Smyrna, where she stayed, Till time did fit her; that with safety She might return in habit of a Nymph, Unto the place, where then Cleander found her: But why she left the Court, she will not tell. I will not force her to't: some little time Perhaps may make discovery of that secret: But unto thee my faithful Counsellor. (As unto one my heart hath still been open) I will discover what my purpose is, In sending for these shepherds to my Court. I should believe, they' resent for to delight Your Majesty, as they were wont. No Eubulus, But for a greater end; I fear my daughter, And therefore I have sent for her to see These sports, with purpose to observe her looks, For I suspect she loves some shepherd there.
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PlayThe Shepherds' Holiday
AuthorRutter, Joseph
Publication year (edition)1635
First performance / composition (Annals)1634 [1633-1635]
First performance (BritDrama)1633 [1629-1635]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
Theaterbefore the Court;Whitehall;
Genre (British Drama)pastoral
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1028 · TCP A11205 · DEEP 843
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1458–1521 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 39 in this edition
Length496 words · 625 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T14 — Royal love, favour and dynastic relationships at 0.824
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Stay, hold thy hand, I live, thy Sylvia lives To make thee happy, if thou wilt goe to her. You're habited like thoſe I've ſeene at Court, And courtiſie they ſay is ever there, Yet mingled with deceit: if you do meane T'abuſe me for your ſport, this way will prove Too ſad to raiſe mirth out of. There's no ill That I have done to you, or any elſe, Unleſſe my conſtancy be here a ſinne. His griefes have made him wilde, I have no time Left me to uſe perſwaſions, or to make This truth apparant to you; on my word You ſhall be ſafe, and if you dare beleeve me, Ile bring you where your love is; follow me. Why ſhould I doubt, or feare to goe with her? Ill does he call for phyſicke, whom the Law Has doom'd to die: There's no condition Can prove worſe to me then my preſent one. Pray lead me where you pleaſe, I'me ſure of this, To one that's deſperate, no way's amiſſe. ALl leave the roome. Eubulus, I'me reſolv'd To hold an eaſier hand over my daughter Then I was wont: Therefore I ſent Cleander To bring her to my preſence, though ſhe have Wrong'd her great birth and breeding by her follies, Yet I conſider that ſhe is my daughter, And this reſtraint cannot but harden her In her fond reſolutions: have you ſought By all the meanes you can to ſift the cauſe Of her departure? Sir, I have tryed, By all the waies that fit a ſubject, to Enquire a truth of one that is his Princeſſe. And what have you diſcover'd? Nothing more Then what my ſon Cleander did before. I have heard his relation: but I wonder How for a whole moneths time, ſhe ſhould abide Within our confines, when ſo great a ſearch, Through all our Countryes, and lowd proclamations Were made for her recovery. Tis true. She herein was ingenuous, and confeſt, That ſhe foreſaw what ſearch would be made for her, Therefore with ſome about her ſhe had plotted, To hire a barke, that might convey her hence, In a diſguiſe to Smyrna, where ſhe ſtayd, Till time did fit her; that with ſafety She might returne in habite of a Nymph, Unto the place, where then Cleander found her: But why ſhe left the Court, ſhe will not tell. I will not force her to't: ſome little time Perhaps may make diſcovery of that ſecret: But unto thee my faithfull Counſellor. (As unto one my heart hath ſtill bin open) I will diſcover what my purpoſe is, In ſending for theſe ſhepheards to my Court. I ſhould beleeve, they' reſent for to delight Your Majeſty, as they were wont. No Eubulus, But for a greater end; I feare my daughter, And therefore I have ſent for her to ſee Theſe ſports, with purpoſe to obſerve her lookes, For I ſuſpect ſhe loves ſome ſhepheard there.