Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Strange Discovery · chunk 7 of 44

Gough, J. · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 [1624-1640] (Annals)
romance
unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 473 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.

Expect me there then; but I cannot brook So long a time to see the Virgin masked In so obscure a manner. Now I cannot Stay to discover what I know of her; The Deputy of Egypt hath appointed This day for hearing of me: farewell both. Can you speak Greek my pretty sweet heart, can you? No, can you speak Egyptian? neither sweet? I'll undertake to teach her both the tongues So I may be her tutor. Nebulo Thou seest I have another daughter She shall be called fair Cariclea Derived from Caricles which is my name. Would I had such a daughter too, she should not Have then so course a name, all men should call her. The pretty Nebuletta; Nebulo, Then Nebulona, then neat Nebuletta, A sumptuous pedigree, how sweet it runs! Thy house would flourish then, were she thy daughter. Above the clouds, the gods would lodge themselves Beneath my roof, and pour down plenty on me In golden showers to rest in Danae's lap. What grown so high conceited Nebulo? Something inspired my brain, I know not what sir, But now i'm come unto myself again, 'Twas but a toy that took me. I believe it, Many such toys do take thee in the head: Get me a mask, I must convey this damsel Muffled home to my house. She need not be Ashamed to show her face, it may procure her A husband by the way for ought you know; You shall but wrong her much in doing so. Sirrah away, dispute no more, but do it. 'Tis pity faith methinks to use her thus, 'Tis such a pretty thing. Come you must go With me my daughter dear where you shall be Used and respected as my native child: When I have understood (hark Nebulo Her's news for thee) by good Sysimethres My daughters further state, we'll hie forthwith To Greece and Delphos, and put on again My first religious habit; to your shrines Ye gods we'll offer sanctified minds. When sawest thou Cnemon, Thisbe? Know you not That Pallas high feast called Quinquatria This day was celebrated here in Athens, One with a ship by land, (as is the manner) Was consecrated, Cnemon was employed, Clad in his robes, and on his head a crown, To sing the usual hymn due to her praise I saw him busy in the ceremonies. Is this the day? by Iove I knew it not, Else had I been spectator of the sight, Chiefly to see my Cnemon in his office, Could I be angry with him, I should chide him For not acquainting me. He did it neatly; I would not for my maidenhead have missed So rare a sight, not for ten maidenheads. Are all the rites and ceremonies done? I fain would see yet the conclusion.
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PlayThe Strange Discovery
AuthorGough, J.
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1640 [1624-1640]
First performance (BritDrama)1635 [1606-1640]
Genre (British Drama)romance
Play typeCloset/Unacted;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1137 · TCP A01989 · DEEP 967
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 312–379 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 44 in this edition
Length473 words · 615 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T12 — Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and Mars at 0.744
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)
Expect me there then; but I cannot brooke So long a time to ſee the Virgin mask'd In ſo obſcure a manner. Now I cannot Stay to diſcover what I know of her; The Deputie of Egypt hath appointed This day for hearing of me: farewell both. Can you ſpeake Greeke my pretty ſweet heart, can you? No, can you ſpeake Egyptian? neither ſweet? I'le undertake to teach her both the tongues So I may be her tutor. Nebulo Thou ſeeſt I have another daughte ow, She ſhall be called faire Cariclea Deriv'd from Caricles which is my name. Would I had ſuch a daughter too, ſhe ſhould not Have then ſo courſe a name, all men ſhould call her. The pretty Nebuletta; Nebulo, Then Nebulona, then neate Nebuletta, A ſumptuous pedegree, how ſweet it runnes! Thy houſe would flouriſh then, were ſhe thy daughter. Above the clouds, the gods would lodge themſelves Beneath my roofe, and powre downe plenty on me In golden ſhowers to reſt in Danaes lap. What growne ſo high conceited Nebulo? Something inſpir'd my braine, I know not what ſir, But now i'm come unto my ſelfe againe, 'Twas but a toy that tooke me. I believe it, Many ſuch toyes doe take thee in the head: Get me a maske, I muſt convey this damzell Muffled home to my houſe. She need not be Aſham'd to ſhew her face, it may procure her A husband by the way for ought you know; You ſhall but wrong her much in doing ſo. Sirrah away, diſpute no more, but doe it. 'Tis pitty faith methinkes to uſe her thus, 'Tis ſuch a pretty thing. Come you muſt goe With me my daughter deare where you ſhall be Uſ'd and reſpected as my native child: When I have underſtood (harke Nebulo Her's newes for thee) by good Syſimethres My daughters furher ſtate, we'll hye forthwith To Greece and Delphos, and put on againe My firſt religious habit; to your ſhrines Ye gods we'll offer ſanctified minds. When ſaweſt thou Cnemon, Thisbe? Know you not That Pallas high feaſt call'd Quinquatria This day was celebrated here in Athens, One with a ſhip by land, (as is the manner) Was conſecrated, Cnemon was imployd, Clad in his robes, and on his head a crowne, To ſing the uſuall hymne due to her praiſe I ſaw him buſie in the ceremonies. Is this the day? by Iove I knew it not, Elſe had I beene ſpectator of the ſight, Chiefly to ſee my Cnemon in his office, Could I be angry with him, I ſhould chide him For not acquainting me. He did it neatly; I would not for my maiden-head have miſs'd So rare a ſight, not for ten maiden-heads. Are all the rites and ceremonies done? I faine would ſee yet the concluſion.