Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Andria (The Woman from Andros) · chunk 9 of 31

Terence (Publius Terentius Afer)Kyffin, Maurice · published 1588 · first performed or written 1588 (Annals)
comedy
T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.79 · 487 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.

BYrria, what sayest thou? shall she be married this day to Pamphilus? Yea, even so. How knowest thou? I heard it of Davus but a little while since, at the market place. Woe is me unhappy man, for as my mind was held between hope and fear ever till now: so now that all hope is past, even worn and wearied with care, it is utterly dismayed. I pray you Sir for God's sake, sith you cannot have what you would, that you will have what you may. There is nothing that I will have but Philumena. Alas how much better were it for you, to seek to wear this love out of your mind, than to utter forth such speeches, whereby your desire is kindled more and more in vain. We can all lightly when we are in health, give good counsel to such as are sick: But if thou wert in my case, thou wouldst sing me a new song. Well, go too then, do as you list. But to where I see Pamphilus, I am determined to prove all manner of ways before I die. What will he now do? This same man will I entreat, him will I earnestly beseech, to him will I discover my love: I believe I shall get him to put of the marriage, at least, for a few days longer: and in the mean space I hope somewhat may be done. That somewhat, will prove just nothing. But how thinkest thou Byrria, were I best go to him or not? Yes, what else? though you obtain nothing at his hands, that yet he may think you ready to make him cuckold, if he do marry her. Go get thee hence knave, with a mischief to thee for thy peevish suspicion. I see Carinus: God speed sir. O Pamphilus, God save you: I come to you requesting at your hands, hope, health, help, and counsel. In good faith I am neither a meet man to give counsel, nor yet have wherewith to help another: but what is your matter? Do you marry today? So the talk goeth. Pamphilus if you do so, then shall you never see me alive after this day. Why, how so? Alas I fear to utter it: I pray thee Byrria do thou tell it him. I will. What is it? He is in love with your Bride. Now in good faith he is not of my mind: but come near and tell me Carinus, hath there been any further matter between you and her? O, Alas Pamphilus, no. marry sir I would there had. Now I heartily beseech you, even for the love and friendship betwixt you and me: first and foremost, that you do not marry her at all. Truly I will do my best endeavour. But if you may not otherwise choose, or that this marriage be according to your own heart:
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayAndria (The Woman from Andros)
AuthorTerence (Publius Terentius Afer)Kyffin, Maurice
Publication year (edition)1588
First performance / composition (Annals)1588
First performance (BritDrama)1587 [Dec]
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeTranslation;Nonprofessional;Closet/Unacted
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 153 · TCP A13611 · DEEP 126
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 103–136 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 31 in this edition
Length487 words · 626 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T33 — Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiations cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.791 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T6 · seed 44: T7 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
BYrria, what ſayeſt thou? ſhall ſhée bée married this day to Pamphilus? Yea, euen ſo. How knoweſt thou? I heard it of Dauus but a little while ſince, at the market place. Wo is mée vnhappy man, for as my minde was held betwéene hope and feare euer till now: ſo now that all hope is paſt, euen worne and wearied with care, it is vtterly diſmayed. I pray you Sir for Gods ſake, ſith you cannot haue what you would, that you will haue what you may. There is nothing that I will haue but Philumena. Alas how much better were it for you, to ſéeke to weare this loue out of your mynde, than to vtter furth ſuch ſpéeches, whereby your deſire is kindled more and more in vayne. Wée can all lightly when wee are in health, geue good counſayle to ſuch as are ſicke: But if thou wert in my caſe, thou wouldſt ſing mée a new ſong. Wel, go too then, doo as you liſt. But to where I ſée Pamphilus, I am determined to prooue all manner of wayes before I dye. What will he now doo? This ſame man will I intreate, him wil I earneſtly beſéech, to him will I diſcouer my loue: I beléeue I ſhall get him to put of the marriage, at leaſt, for a few dayes longer: and in the meane ſpace I hope ſomewhat may be done. That ſomewhat, will prooue iuſt nothing. But how thinkeſt thou Byrria, were I beſt go to him or not? Yes, what els? though you obteyne nothing at his handes, that yet hée may thinke you ready to make him cuckold, if hée do marry her. Go get thée hence knaue, with a miſchiefe to thée for thy peeuiſh ſuſpicion. I ſee Carinus: God ſpéede ſir. O Pamphilus, God ſaue you: I come to you requeſting at your handes, hope, health, helpe, and counſaile. In good faith I am neither a méete man to geue counſaile, nor yet haue wherewith to helpe an other: but what is your matter? Do you marry to day? So the talke goeth. Pamphilus if you do ſo, then ſhall you neuer ſée mée aliue after this day. Why, how ſo? Alas I feare to vtter it: I pray thée Byrria doe thou tell it him. I will. What is it? He is in loue with your Bride. Now in good fayth hée is not of my minde: but come néere and tel mee Carinus, hath there bene any further matter betwéene you and her? O, Alas Pamphilus, no. Mary ſir I would there had. Now I hartely beſéech you, euen for the loue and frendſhip betwixt you and mée: firſt and formoſt, that you do not marry her at all. Truely I will do my beſt indeuor. But if you may not otherwiſe chooſe, or that this marriage be according to your owne hart: