Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Abraham's Sacrifice · chunk 10 of 16

Golding, Arthur / Beza, Theodore · published 1577 · first performed or written 1575 (Annals)
biblical play
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 507 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

Another while with lowering cheer. Two days together match, and ye Them like in all points shall not see. The one doth pass more swift away, The other longer while doth stay. The one, as though it did us spite, Bereeves us of the cheerful light: The other with his colour bright Doth joy our heart and dim our sight. One burns the world with heat from skies, With frost and cold another dies. With purple, green, blue, white, and read The earth erewhile is overspread. Anon a blast of nipping cold Makes freshest things look sear and old. The rivers with their waters moist Above their banks are often hoist, And pass their bounds with rage so far, That they the ploughman's hope do mar. And afterward they fall within Their channels, running lank and thin. And therefore whoso doth him ground, On awght that in the world is found, Beneath or in the starry skies, I say I count him nothing wyze. What then of him is to be said, Whose hope on man is wholly stayed? Each living creature subject is To endless inconueniencis: And yet among them all, the sun, In all his course which he doth run, Beholdeth not a feebler wight, Than man is in his chiefest plight. For he that is most wise and stout, Is so besieged round about, And so assailed with vices strong, That often he is thrown along. What a fool is he, whose heart Thinks to be free from woe and smart, So long as he doth live on mould? But if that any creature wowld Be sure taccumplish that desire: He must go set his heart more higher. Whereof our master rightly may A good example be that way. The best I think that can be now espied, Is for too draw us one aside, That each of us may by himself alone Pray God to sand our master which is gone, A safe return with gladness. gowe. I will not be behind I trow. My father. Alas a poor father am I Sir here is wood, with fire, and knife ready: But as for sheep or lamb I see none here. For you to offer. O my son most dear, God will provide. Abide thou here I say, While I to God a little while do pray. Good father go: but yet I pray you show Me whereupon this grief of yours doth grow, Which doth (I see) so greatly you appall. At my return, my son, thou shalt know all. But in the mean time pray thyself here too▪ It is good reason that I should so do. And therewithal I will each thing address, That first this wood may be in readiness. This billet first shall gin the order here: Then this, then that shall close together near. Thus all these things are ready now and priest. My father shall provide for all the rest. And now O God I will aside retire, To pray to thee, as reason doth require.
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PlayAbraham's Sacrifice
AuthorGolding, Arthur / Beza, Theodore
Publication year (edition)1577
First performance / composition (Annals)1575
First performance (BritDrama)1575 [Aug]
Genre (British Drama)biblical play
Play typeTranslation;Nonprofessional;Closet/Unacted
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 122 · TCP A10192 · DEEP 102
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 617–689 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 16 in this edition
Length507 words · 651 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.768
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)
Another while with lowring cheere. Two dayes togither match, and ye Them like in all poynts shall not see. The one doth passe more swift away, The other longer while doth stay. The one, as though it did vs spyght, Bereeues vs of the cheerfull lyght: The other with his color bryght Doth ioy our hart and dim our sight. One burnes the world with heate from skyes, With frost and cold another dyes. With purple, greene, blew, white, and red The earth earwhile is ouerspred. Anon a blast of nipping cold Maks freshest thinges looke seare and old. The riuers with their waters moyst Aboue their bankes are often hoyst, And passe their bownds with rage so farre, That they the plowmans hope doe marre. And afterward they fall within Their chanells, ronning lank and thin. And therefore whoso doth him grownd, On awght that in the world is fownd, Beneath or in the starrie skyes, I say I count him nothing wyze. What then of him is to be sayd, Whose hope on man is wholly stayd? Ech liuing creature subiect is To endlesse inconueniencis: And yit among them all, the sunne, In all his course which he doth runne, Beholdeth not a feebler wyght, Than man is in his cheefest plyght. For he that is most wyze and stowt, Is so beseeged rownd abowt, And so assayld with vices strong, That often he is throwen along. What a foole is he, whose hart Thinks to be free from wo and smart, So long as he doth liue on mowld? But if that any creature wowld Be sure taccumplish that desire: He must goe set his hart more higher. Whereof our maister rightly may A good example bee that way. The best I thinke that can be now espyde, Is for too draw vs one asyde, That ech of vs may by him selfe alone Pray God to send our maister which is gone, A safe returne with gladnesse. gowe. I will not be behind I trowe. My father. Alas a poore father am I. Sir here is woode, with fire, and knyfe redy: But as for sheepe or lambe I see none here. For you to offer. O my sonne most deere, God will prouide. Abide thou heere I say, While I to God a litle whyle doo pray. Good father go: but yit I pray you showe Me whereupon this greef of yours doth growe, Which doth (I see) so greatly you appall. At my returne, my sonne, thou shalt know all. But in the meane tyme pray thy selfe heere too▪ It is good reason that I should so doe. And therewithall I will ech thing addresse, That first this wood may be in redinesse. This billet first shall gin the order heere: Then this, then that shall cloze togither neere. Thus all these thinges are redie now and prest. My father shall prouide for all the rest. And now O God I will aside retyre, To pray to thee, as reason doth requyre.