Cowley, Abraham · published 1638 · first performed or written 1633 [c.1633-1636] (Annals) pastoral T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan typicality 0.81 · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.
Is this your art? A lovers curse upon it; Oh! Alupis Thou hast done worse than murdered me: for which May all thy flocks pine and decay like me, May thy cursed wit hurt all; but most its Master, May'st thou (for I can wish no greater ill) Love one like me, and be, like me, contemned. Thou'st all the darts my tongue can fling at thee, But I will be revenged some other way Before I die, which cannot now be long. Poor Shepherd, I begin to pity him. I'll see if I can comfort him; Palaemon,— Nay, do not follow me, grief, passion And troubled thoughts are my companions, Those I had rather entertain then thee, If you choose this way let me go the other, And in both parts distracted error, thee May revenge quickly meet, may death meet me. Well, I say Pan defend me from a lover Of all tame madmen certainly they're the worst, I would not meet with two such creatures more For any good, they without doubt would put me, If it be possible into a fit of sadness, Though it Be but a folly, &c. Well; I must find some plot yet to salve this Because I have engaged my wit in the business, And 'twould be a great scandal to the City If I who have spent my means there, should not be Able to cheat these shepherds. How now, how now, Have we more distressed lovers here? No, I'm a mad man. I gave a shrewd guess at it at first sight I thought thee little better. Better? why? Can there be any better than a madman? I tell thee, I came here to be a madman, Nay, do not dissuade me from't, I would be A very Madman. A good resolution! 'Tis as gentile a course as you can take, I have known great ones have not been ashamed of't, But what cause pray drove you into this humour? Why a Mistress, And such a beauteous one— dost thou see nobody? She sits upon a throne amongst the stars And outshines them, look up and be amazed Such was her beauty here,— sure there do lie A thousand vapours in thy sleepy eyes, Dost thou not see her yet? not yet, nor yet? No in good troth. thou'rt dull and ignorant, Not skilled at all in deep Astrology. Let me instruct thee? Prithee do, for thou Art in an admirable case to teach now, I'll show thee first all the celestial signs, And to begin, look on that horned head. Whose is't? Jupiter's? No, 'tis the Ram! Next that, the spacious Bull fills up the place. The Bull? 'tis well, the fellows of the Guard Intend not to come thither; if they did The Gods might chance to lose their beef. And then, Yonder's the sign of Gemini, dost see it? Yes, yes, I see one of the zealous sisters Mingled in friendship with a holy Brother; To beget Reformations.
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Length
502 words · 663 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pancross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.812 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T24 · seed 44: T25 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Is this your art? A lovers curse upon it; Oh! Alupis Thou hast done worse then murthered me: for which May all thy flocks pine and decay like me, May thy curst wit hurt all; but most its Master, May'st thou (for I can wish no greater ill) Love one like me, and be, like me, contemn'd. Thou'ast all the darts my tongue can fling at thee, But I will be reveng'd some other way Before I dye, which cannot now be long. Poore Shepheard, I begin to pitty him. I'le see if J can comfort him; Palaemon,— Nay, doe not follow me, griefe, passion And troubled thoughts are my companions, Those I had rather entertaine then thee, If you choose this way let me goe the other, And in both parts distracted error, thee May revenge quickly meet, may death meet me. Well, I say Pan defend me from a lover Of all tame mad-men certainly they're the worst, I would not meet with two such creatures more For any good, they without doubt would put me, If it be possible into a fit of sadnesse, Though it Be but a folly, &c. Well; I must find some plot yet to salve this Because I have engaged my wit in the businesse, And 'twould be a great scandall to the Citie If I who have spent my meanes there, should not be Able to cheate these shepheards. How now, how now, Have we more distressed lovers here? No, I'me a madde man. I gave a shrewd ghesse at it at first sight I thought thee little better. Better? why? Can there be any better then a mad-man? I tell thee, I came here to be a mad-man, Nay, doe not disswade me from't, I would bee A very Madman. A good resolution! 'Tis as gentile a course as you can take, I have knowne great ones have not beene asham'd of't, But what cause pray drove you into this humour? Why a Mistris, And such a beauteous one—do'st thou see no body? She sits upon a throne amongst the starres And outshines them, looke up and bee amazed Such was her beauty here,—sure there doe lye A thousand vapours in thy sleepy eyes, Do'st thou not see her yet? not yet, nor yet? No in good troth. Thou'rt dull and ignorant, Not skill'd at all in deepe Astrology. Let me instruct thee? Prithee doe, for thou Art in an admirable case to teach now, I'le shew thee first all the coelestiall signes, And to begin, looke on that horned head. Whose is't? Iupiters? No, 'tis the Ramme! Next that, the spacious Bull fils up the place. The Bull? 'tis well, the fellowes of the Guard Intend not to come thither; if they did The Gods might chance to lose their beefe. And then, Yonder's the signe of Gemini, do'st see it? Yes, yes, I see one of the zealous sisters Mingled in friendship with a holy Brother▪ To beget Reformations.