Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Most Virtuous and Godly Susanna · chunk 15 of 29

Garter, Thomas · published 1578 · first performed or written 1569 [1563-1569] (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 520 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

Peace friend, consider well your state, and let your sorrow slake, For I it is that must and will this matter on me take, if you do this with languishing our presence here descry, Before that we lay hands on her then were we near the nigh. Peace I say. I say be still, I will to her alone, And follow you as you see time, as soon as I am gone, I will. Fair Lady be you not afraid that you do see us hear, We both be come to do you good, and not to yield you fear, You see the Orchard doors are fast, the wails are close and just, In all this world none can us see, we may do what we lust, I say again in all this world▪ none can see what we do, We burn toward thee with fervent lust consent us therefore to, We are but men, and of that kind, that thou thyself art made▪ Come lie with us, we love thee well, Susan be not afraid, For if thou wilt not then we shall, a testimonial lay, Against thee of a marvelous force, and thus both we will say, A youngman with thee here we found, in very secret sport, Which caused thee away to send thy maids in such a sort. Alas methinks your thoughts and words together do not 'gree, You are of age, and know right well, that no such sin should be, You know also God doth it curse, and make our law on earth, Doth recompense such sinners to, with sharp and cruel death. And therefore good my friend I say, do leave as you begun, And I will hold me so content, and hide that you have done. Nay, nay madam, we mean not so, we mean to have our will, Do you consent you shall us find both sure and secret still, And so we may have company, no wight can us correct, And this I know assuredly, no man will us suspect, This do, or else I swear for troth we shall declare at large, as this my friend hath said afore, which were to great a charge, Therefore consent we might have done, while we have used this talk If not do you assure you, our evidence shall walk. Oh Lord, oh God, oh King of bliss, what storms do stop my breath, If I fulfil your filthy lust, I know it breeds my death, And if I do not, then ah, alas, you trap me in your bands, And thus can I poor Innocent, by no means scape your hands. Well better it is without the act, your danger to fall in. Then to attempt my Lord my God with this so vile a sin. Help, help, help. What is the matter? It was our chance in ending things, which we have for to end, Secretly to common here, where none should here our mind, And lying close and secret still, we shame to much to show, But what we saw, we keep it close, till Ioachim may it know.
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PlayThe Most Virtuous and Godly Susanna
AuthorGarter, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1578
First performance / composition (Annals)1569 [1563-1569]
First performance (BritDrama)1578 [Aug 18]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 129 · TCP A01509 · DEEP 107
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 730–774 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 29 in this edition
Length520 words · 639 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.775
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)
¶Peace friend, consyder well your state, and let your sorrow slake, For I it is that must and will this matter on me take, if you do this with languishing our presence here descrye, Before that we lay handes on her then were we neare the nye. Peace I say. I say be still, I will to her alone, And follow you as you sée tyme, as soone as I am gone, ¶I will. ¶Fayre Lady be you not afrayde that you doe sée vs heare, We both be come to doe you good, and not to yeeld you feare, You sée the Orchard dores are fast, the wailes are close and iust, In all this world none can vs see, we may do what we lust, I say agayne in all this world▪ none can see what we do, We burne towarde thee with feruent lust consent vs therefore to, We are but men, and of that kinde, that thou thy selfe arte made▪ Come lye with vs, we loue thée well, Susan be not afrayde, For if thou wilt not then we shall, a testimoniall lay, Against thee of a maruaious force, and thus both we will say, A yongman with thée here we found, in very secrete sporte, Which caused thée away to send thy maydes in such a sorte. ¶Alas me thinkes your thoughtes and wordes togither do not gre, You are of age, and know right well, that no such sinne should be, You know also God doth it curse, and ake our lawe on earth, Doth recompence such sinners to, with sharpe and cruell death. And therefore good my friend I say, doe leaue as you begon, And I will holde me so content, and hyde that you haue done. ¶Nay, nay Madame, we meane not so, we mean to haue our will, Doe you consent you shal vs fynde both sure and secrete still, And so we may haue company, no wigh can vs correct, And this I know assuredly, no man will vs suspect, This doe, or else I sweare for troth we shall declare at large, as this my friend hath sayd afore, which were to great a charge, Therfore consent we might haue done, while we haue vsde this talke If not doe you assure you, our euidence shall walke. ¶Oh Lord, o God, oh King of blisse, what stormes doe stop my breth, If I fulfill your fylthy lust, I know it breedes my death, And if I doe not, then ah, alas, ou trap me in your bandes, And thus can I pore Innocent, by no meanes scape your handes. Well better it is without the act, your daunger to fall in. Then to attempt my Lord my God with this so vyle a sinne. ¶Helpe, helpe, helpe. ¶What is the matter? ¶It was our chaunce in ending things, which we haue for to ende, Secretly to common here, where none should here our mynde, And lying close and secrete still, we shame to much to shew, But what we saw, we kéepe it close, till Ioachim may it know.