Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Microcosmus · chunk 9 of 21

Nabbes, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1637 (Annals)
masque · King's Revels Company (?) · Salisbury Court
T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.79 · 487 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Now yours? Touching mine. I am my Lady's Gentleman-usher, and kill Spiders for her Monkey. I am always her foreman in public, and sometimes in private: which makes way for me to her favour in reversion, if she survive two or three defective husbands, and her yet uncloyed appetite can pretend an expectation of issue. Mean time a handfull of eringoes and a little tickling weds me and the waiting women in her closet with more vows and protestations than a wanting gallant makes when he borrows money. We will conduct my Lady to her Bower, where she prepares to entertain you. Me thinks I am transformed into a happiness Cannot be figur'd. If before enjoying The expectation can beget such bliss, What will possession? Shall I question you sir Cook? questionless a Cook can answer a Physician. What Physical observations have you in your sauces, and condiments? Shall I instruct you? I thank you sir. My method is to dress Pheasant, Partridge and Coney for Lords, but their Ladies many times make the sauce. The waiting women are fed with Wagtails. I prepare tongues for Lawyers: most commonly Woodcocks for Alderman's Heirs, and Puddings for costive Citizens; whose wives must have flesh of a Court-dressing, or their bellies will never be full. Your projectors feed upon Calves-braines, and your students upon innocent Mutton. I hope sir our after familiarity will be the often taking down of choler's stomach. We should agree well; we both love fire. And Choler shall not want his Brawn whilst Cookery and Winter feasts last. I must in and look to my roast, of which at dinner you shall most plentifully taste. I am inflamed. My appetite begins To burn with hot desires; and if protraction Delay their satisfying, they'll consume Themselves and me. She comes: these sounds forerun her. Flow flow delight, And pleasures swell to height. Drown every eye with joyful tears. And fill the ears With sounds harmonious as the spheres. Let every sense be ravished quite With a large fullness of delight. join all ye instruments of pleasure; And from th' abundance of your treasure Choose out one t'enrich this bower, And make the Mistress of this paramour. Elysium sure is here, and that eternity I lately dreamt of. Let mine eyes first gaze Upon his figure. 'Tis a heavenly creature, And worthy my embraces, I have yet Conversed with earthy shapes, the baser issue Of that gross element, but here's a form Mingled with fire, that moves the soul of sense, And kindles passion in me. What was she Durst aim to prepossess herself of him My mouth can only challenge? Welcome sir. If my expressions suit not entertainment Of such a guest, creation must be blamed That gave none other; for what ere in nature Is found that can affect you, here 'tis stored; And shall be all exhausted to declare How much I love you.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayMicrocosmus
AuthorNabbes, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1637
First performance / composition (Annals)1637
First performance (BritDrama)1636 [spring] [1629-1637]
Company (BritDrama)King's Revels Company (?)
TheaterSalisbury Court;
Genre (British Drama)masque
Play typeOccasional;Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1045 · TCP A07975 · DEEP 864
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 433–477 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 21 in this edition
Length487 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.787 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T5 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now yours? Touching mine. I am my Ladies Gentleman-usher, and kill Spiders for her Monkey. I am alwaies her foreman in publike, nd sometimes in private: which makes way for mee to her favour in reversion, if shee survive two or three defective husbands, and her yet uncloy'd appetite can pretend an expectation of issue. Meane time a handull of ringoes and a little tickling wds me and the waiting women in her closet with more vowes and protestations then a wanting gallant makes when he borrowes mony. Wee will conduct my Lady to her Bowre, where shee prepares to entertaine you. Me thinkes I am transform'd into a happinesse Cannot be figur▪d. It before enjoying The expectation can beget such blisse, What will possession? Shall I question you sir Cooke? Qustionlesse a Cooke can answer a Physition. What Physicall observations have you in your sawces, and condiments? Shall I instruct you? I thanke you sir. My method is to dresse Phesant, Partridge and Coney for Lords, but their Ladies many times make the sawce. The waiting women are fed with Wagtailes. I prepare tongues for Lawyers: most commonly Woodcocks for Aldermens Heires, and Puddings for costive Citizens; whose wives must have flesh of a Court-dressing, or their bellies will never bee full. Your projectors feed upon Calves-braines, and your students upon innocent Mutton. I hope sir our after familiarity will bee the often taking downe of Chollers stomack. Wee should agree well; we both love fire. And Choller shall not want his Brawne whilst Cookery and Winter feasts last. I must in and looke to my roste, of which at dinner you shall most plentifully taste. I am enflam'd. My appetite begins To burne with hot desires; and if protraction Delay their satisfying, they'l consume Themselves and me. She comes: these sounds forerunne her. Flow low delight, And pleasures swell to height. Drowne every eye with joyfull teares. And fill the eares With sounds harmonious as the spheares. Let every sense be ravisht quite With a large fulnesse of delight. Ioyne all yee instruments of pleasure; And from th' abundance of your treasure Chuse out one t'enrich this bowre, And make the Mistresse of this paramour. Elysium sure is here, and that eternity I lately dream't of. Let mine eyes first gaze Vpon his figure. 'Tis a heavenly creature, And worthy my embraces, I have yet Converst with earthy shapes, the baser issue Of that grosse element, but here's a forme Mingled with fire, that moves the soule of sense, And kindles passion in me. What was she Durst ayme to prepossesse her selfe of him My mouth can onely challenge? Welcome sir. If my expressions suit not entertainment Of such a guest, creation must be blam'd That gave none other; for what ere in nature Is found that can affect you, here 'tis stor'd; And shall be al exhausted to declare How much I love you.