Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Challenge for Beauty · chunk 10 of 36

Heywood, Thomas · published 1636 · first performed or written 1635 [1634-1636] (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars
T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.90 · 483 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.

As truth then I accept it, and am yours. And Lady, I your creature: For by you I am new made; as Mistress of this contract. Accept this Ring, which never part withal, But to myself in person. Not in death, 'tshall with me to my grave. To prove your constancy, One Imposition more; there may be trains Laid to entrap our love, to injure you, And forfeit me, therefore till my return, Which shall be with what suddenness I can: Be shown unto no stranger. These I vow, And pray you keep this token with that care That I shall your commands, on this presume. Of which, through all Hesperia you may boast, Though my face please, yet shall my virtue most. Thou hast lost Isabella; and I gained Me an Empire by my travel: I by you Am new created, being lost and gone, With this most sweet addition, two in one. A good hearing, and I and the old Gentlewoman are both witnesses to the bargain. Approve no act, though ne'er so well becoming Part, so well beautified, phrase aptly languaged, To the very Tone and Accent of the Time, But seems in me defamed and rustical; None can endure my sight, all things I do Are construed to the worst; I walk the streets, Salute I all I meet, none resaluteth me, But look askew, and point, and laugh at me, As who should say; See Petrocella's Scorn, And that which wounds me deeper than death can, The more I strive to make me worth her love, So much the more unworthy she reputes me. And faith what think'st of Bonavida's undertaking? As of the man himself, most frivolous and idle; He parallel the Queen? ha, ha, ha. They speak of me, and seal it with a smile: That I could sink, and hide me in the Centre. Bold Valladaura, well returned from Sea: we hear— Of my disgrace, what a swift wing has Rumor? You met a bold and noble opposite. Have you heard that too? But beauteous Petrocella— She has told all: I shall be Ballasted, Sung up and down by Minstrels? Gentlemen, Though my success fell short of my intent, Let it meet fair construction. It deserves no less. Your noble bearing, has given our modern gallants Plainsong to descant on. They scoff me palpably: but noble friends, Such I have ever reckoned you, Let's change Discourse a while in private. Of all the Christians this arm ever tried, You come the nearest men: What Country? England. Y'are Nobly Spirited: Have you got your ransoms? None but our lives. Them thus we tender. They are jewels: We rather wish to wear, than part withal, But need commands us to make instant sale; To the Male-Market with 'em, each man carries His price upon his shoulder, go go, try the Market, ourself will stay, and answer customers.
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PlayA Challenge for Beauty
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1636
First performance / composition (Annals)1635 [1634-1636]
First performance (BritDrama)1634 [1634-1636]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1040 · TCP A03190 · DEEP 858
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 470–536 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 36 in this edition
Length483 words · 655 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T32 — Rings and jewels as tokens cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.896 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
As trueth then I accept it, and am yours. And Lady, I your creature: For by you I am new made; as Mistris of this contract. Accept this Ring, which never part withall, But to my selfe in person. Not in death, T'shall with me to my grave. To prove your constancy, One Imposition more; there may be traines Layd to intrap our love, to injure you, And forfeit mee, therefore till my returne, Which shall be with what suddennesse I can: Be showne unto no stranger. These I vow, And pray you keepe this token with that care That I shall your commands, on this presume. Of which, through all Hesperia you may boast, Though my face please, yet shall my vertue most. Thou hast lost Isabella; and I gain'd Me an Empire by my travell: I by you Am new created, being lost and gone, With this most sweete addition, two in one. A good hearing, and I and the old Gentlewoman are both witnesses to the bargen. Approve no act, tho nere so well becomming Part, so well beautified, phrase aptly languag'd, To the very Tone and Accent of the Time, But seemes in me deam'd and rustical; None can indure my sight, all things I doe Are construed to the worst; I walke the streetes, Satute I all I meete, none resaluteth mee, But looke askue, and point, and laugh at mee, As who should say; See Petrollaes Scorne, And that which wounds me deeper then death can, The more I strive to make me worth her love, So much the more unworthy shee reputes mee. And faith what think'st of Bonavidaes undertaking? As of the man himselfe, most frivolous and idle; He parallell the Queene? ha, ha, ha. They speake of mee, and seale it with a smile: That I could sinke, and hide me in the Center. Bold Valladaura, well return'd from Sea: wee heare— Of my disgrace, what a swift wing has Rumor? You met a bold and noble opposite. Have you heard that too? But beautious Petrocella— Shee has told all: I shall be Ballated, Sung up and downe by Minstrills? Gentlemen, Tho my successe fell short of my intent, Let it meete faire construction. It deserves no lesse. Your noble bearing, has given our moderne gallants Plaine-song to descant on. They scoffe me palpably: but noble friends, Such I have ever reckon'd you, Let's change Discourse a while in private. Of all the Christians this arme ever try'd, You come the neerest men: What Countrey? England. Y'ar Nobly Spirited: Have you got your ransomes? None but our lives. Them thus wee tender. They are Iewells: We rather wish to weare, than part withall, But need commands us to make instant sale; To the Male-Market with 'em, each man carries His price upon his shoulder, goe goe, try the Market, Our selfe will stay, and answer customers.