Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Conflict of Conscience · chunk 27 of 42

Woodes, Nathaniel · published 1581 · first performed or written 1572 [1570-1581] (Annals)
moral
T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation typicality 0.83 · 494 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.

Our Saviour Christ, did say to the tempter, When he did persuade him, from the Pinnacle to fall, And said, he might safely, that danger adventure: Because that God's Angels, from hurt him save shall: See that thy Lord God, thou tempt not at all: So I, though persuaded, of my sins free remission, May not commit sin, upon this presumption. What have you not yet done, your foolish tattling? With that froward heretic, I will then away, If you will tarry to hear all his prattling: He would surely keep you most part of the day: It is now high dinner time my stomach doth say: And I will not lose one meal of my diet, Though thereon did hang an hundred men's quiet. By your Lordship's patience, one word with him more, And then if he will not, I give him to Tyrrany. I never saw my Lord so patient before, To suff one to speak for himself so quietly, But you were not best to trust to his courtesy: It is evil waking of a Dog that doth sleep, While you have his friendship, you were best it to keep. I promise thee Philologus, by my vowed chastity, If thou wilt be ruled by thy friends that be here, Thou shalt abound in wealth and prosperity: And in the Country chief rule thou shalt bear, And a hundred pounds more thou shalt have in the year: If thou will this courtesy refuse, Thou shalt die incontinent, the one of these choose. Well sith it is no time, for us to debate, In former manner what is in my mind: I will at once to thee straight demonstrate, Those worldly joys, which here thou shalt find: And for because thou art partly blind, In this respect look through this mirror, And thou shalt behold an unspeakable pleasure. Oh peerless pleasures, oh joys unspeakable, Oh worldly wealth, oh palaces gorgeous, Oh fair Children, oh wife most amiable: Oh pleasant pastime, oh pomp so glorious, Oh delicate diet, oh life lascivious: Oh dolorous death which would me betray, And my felicity from me take away, I am fully resolved without further demeanour, In these delights to take my whole solace, And what pain soever hereby I incur: Whether heaven or hell, whether God's wrath or grace, This glass of delight I will ever embrace: But one thing most chiefly doth trouble me here, My Neighbours unconstant will count me I fear. He that will seek each man to content. Shall prove himself at last most unwise, yourself to save harmless think it sufficient: And weigh not the people's clamorous outcries, Yet there mouths to stop I can soon devise: Say that the reading of the works of S. self-love, And doctor Ambition did your errors remove. And hark in mine ear delay no more time, The sooner the better in end you will say, We have now caught him as Bird is in line.
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PlayThe Conflict of Conscience
AuthorWoodes, Nathaniel
Publication year (edition)1581
First performance / composition (Annals)1572 [1570-1581]
First performance (BritDrama)1572 [1570-1581]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 131 · TCP A68918 · DEEP 110
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1404–1462 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 42 in this edition
Length494 words · 633 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvation cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.826 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T4 · seed 44: T5 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Our Sauiour Chriſt, did ſay to the tempter, When he did perſwade him, from the Pinacle to fall, And ſaide, he might ſafely, that danger aduenture: Becauſe that Gods Angels, from hurt him ſaue ſhall: See that thy Lord God, thou tempt not at all: So I, though perſwaded, of my ſinnes free remiſſion, May not commit ſin, vpon this preſumption. What haue you not yet done, your foolyſh tatteling? With that frowarde heretick, I will then away, If you will tarie to heare all his prattelyng: He would ſurely keepe you moſt part of the day: It is now high dinner time my ſtomack doth ſay: And I will not loſe one meale of my diet, Though thereon did hang an hundred mens quiet. By your Lordſhips pacience, one word with him more, And then if he will not, I geue him to Tyrrany. I neuer ſaw my Lord ſo pacient before, To ſuffe one to ſpeake for himſelfe ſo quietly, But you were not beſt to truſt to his curteſie: It is euill waking of a Dog that doth ſleepe, While you haue his friendſhip, you were beſt it to kéepe. I promiſe thee Philologus, by my vowed chaſtitie, If thou wilt be ruled by thy friendes that be héere, Thou ſhalt abound in wealth and proſperitie: And in the Countrie chiefe rule thou ſhalt beare, And a hundred pounds more thou ſhalt haue in the yéere: If thou will this curteſie refuſe, Thou ſhalt die incontinent, the one of theſe chuſe. Well ſith it is no time, for vs to debate, In former maner what is in my minde: I will at once to thée ſtraight demonſtrate, Thoſe worldly ioyes, which heere thou ſhalt finde: And for becauſe thou art partly blinde, In this reſpect looke through this mirrour, And thou ſhalt behold an vnſpeakeable pleaſure. Oh péereleſſe pleaſures, oh ioyes vnſpeakable, Oh worldly wealth, oh pallaces gorgious, Oh faire Children, oh wife moſt amyable: Oh pleaſant paſtime, oh pompe ſo glorious, Oh delicate diet, oh lyfe laſciuious: Oh dolourous death which would mée betray, And my felycitie from mée take away, I am fully reſolued without further demeanour, In theſe delightes to take my whole ſolace, And what paine ſo euer hereby I incurre: Whether heauen or hell, whether Gods wrath or grace, This glaſſe of delight I will euer imbrace: But one thing moſt chieſly doth trouble mée héere, My Neighbors vnconſtant will compt mée I feare. He that will ſéeke eche man to content. Shall prooue him ſelfe at laſt moſt vnwiſe, Your ſelfe to ſaue harmleſſe think it ſufficient: And waigh not the peoples clamorous outeries, Yet there mouthes to ſtop I can ſoone deuiſe: Say that the reading of the workes of S. Selfloue, And doctor Ambition did your errours remoue. And harke in myne eare delay no more time, The ſooner the better in ende you will ſay, We haue now caught him as Birde is in line.