Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Supposes · chunk 29 of 36

Gascoigne, George / Ariosto, Ludovico · published 1573 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals)
comedy
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 539 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

Pasiphilo, go thy ways into the kitchen, command the cook to boil and roast what liketh thee best, I make thee supra visor of this supper. By the mass if you should have studied this seven-night, you could not have appointed me an office to please me better, you shall see what dishes I will devise. I Was glad to rid him out of the way, lest he should see me burst out these swelling tears, which hitherto with great pain I have prisoned in my breast, & lest he should hear the Echo of my doubled sighs, which bounce from the bottom of my heavy heart. O cursed I, O cruel fortune, that so many dispersed griefs as were sufficient to subvert a legion of Lovers, hast suddenly assembled within my careful carcase to fret this fearful heart in sunder with desperation: thou that hast kept my master all his youth within the realm of Sicilia reserving the wind and waves in a temperate calm (as it were at his command) now to convey his aged limbs hither, neither sooner nor later, but even in the worst time that may be: if at any time before thou hadst conducted him, this enterprise had been cut off without care in the beginning: and if never so little longer thou hadst lingered his journey, this happy day might then have fully finished our drifts and devices. But alas, thou hast brought him even in the very worst time, to plunge us all in the pit of perdition. Neither art thou content to entangle me alone in thy ruinous ropes, but thou must also catch the right Erostrato in thy crooked claws, to reward us both with open shame and rebuke. Two years hast thou kept secret our subtle Supposes, even this day to decipher them with a sorrowful success. What shall I do? Alas what shift shall I make? it is too late now to imagine any further deceit, for every minute seemeth an hour till I find some succour for the miserable captive Erostrato. Well, since there is no other remedy, I will go to my master Philogano, and to him will I tell the whole truth of the matter, that at the least he may provide in time, before his son feel the smart of some sharp revenge & punishment: this is the best, and thus will I do: yet I know, that for mine own part I shall do bitter penance for my faults forepast: but such is the good will and duty that I bear to Erostrato, as even with the loss of my life I must not stick to adventure any thing which may turn to his commodity. But what shall I do? shall I go seek my master about the town, or shall I tarry his return hither? If I meet him in the streets, he will cry out upon me, neither will he hearken to any thing that I shall say, till he have gathered all the people wondering about me, as it were at an Owl. Therefore I were better to abide here, and yet if he tarry long, I will go seek him, rather than prolong the time to Erostratos peril.
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PlaySupposes
AuthorGascoigne, George / Ariosto, Ludovico
Publication year (edition)1573
First performance / composition (Annals)1566
First performance (BritDrama)1566
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeTranslation;Nonprofessional;University/Inns of Court
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 103 · TCP A01513 · DEEP 5006.01
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 565–567 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 29 of 36 in this edition
Length539 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.800
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)
Pasiphilo, go thy wayes into the kitchin, commaund the cooke to boyle and roast what liketh thée best, I make thée supra visour of this supper. By the masse if you should haue studied this seuenight, you could not haue appoynted me an office to please me better, you shall sée what dishes I will deuise. I Was glad to rid him out of the way, least he shoulde sée me burst out these swelling teares, which hitherto with great payne I haue prisoned in my brest, & least he should heare the Eccho of my doubled sighes, which bounce from the botome of my heuy heart. O cursed I, O cruell fortune, that so many dispersed griefes as were sufficient to subert a legion of Louers, hast sodenly assembled within my carefull carcase to freat this fearfull heart in sunder with desperation: thou that hast kepte my master all his youthe within the realme of Sicilia▪ reseruing the wind and waues in a temperate calme (as it were at his commaunde) nowe to conuey his aged limmes hither, neither sooner nor later, but euen in the worst time that may be: if at any time before thou haddest conducted him, this enterprise had bene cut off without care in the beginning: and if neuer so little longer thou hadst lingred his iorney, this happie day might then haue fully finished our driftes and deuises. But alas, thou hast brought him euē in the very worst time, to plunge vs all in the pitte of perdition. Neither art thou content to entangle me alone in thy ruinous ropes, but thou must also catche the righte Erostrato in thy crooked clawes, to rewarde vs bothe with open shame and rebuke. Two yeres hast thou kepte secret our subtil Supposes, euen this day to discipher them with a sorowfull successe. What shall I do? Alas what shifte shall I make? it is too late nowe to imagine any further deceite, for euery minute séemeth an houre till I find some succour for the miserable captiue Erostrato. Well, since there is no other remedie, I wil go to my master Philogano, and to him will I tell the whole truthe of the matter, that at the least he may prouide in time, before his sonne féele the smart of some sharpe reuenge & punishment: this is the best, and thus will I do: yet I know, that for mine owne parte I shal do bitter penance for my faults forepassed: but suche is the good wil and duetie that I beare to Erostrato, as euen with the losse of my life I muste not sticke to aduenture any thing which may turne to his cō moditie. But what shall I do? shall I go séeke my master about the towne, or shall I tarrie his returne hither? If I méete him in the stréetes, he will crie out vpon me, neither will he harken to any thing that I shall say, till he haue gathered all the people woondring about me, as it were at an Owle. Therefore I were better to abide here, and yet if he tarrie long, I will go séeke him, rather than prolong the time to Erostratos perill.