Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Andria (The Woman from Andros) · chunk 10 of 31

Terence (Publius Terentius Afer)Kyffin, Maurice · published 1588 · first performed or written 1588 (Annals)
comedy
T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.81 · 478 words

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

According to my heart? Yet at least wise, prolong it for a day or two, while I get me away somewhither, that I may not behold it. Nay but listen to me now Carinus, I hold it in no wise the part of an honest man, to pike a thank where none is due unto him: God wot I am more desirous to be rid of this marriage, than you are to obtain it. You have revived my spirits. Now if either yourself, or Byrria here, can do aught in the matter, be doing, fain, find out and procure the means that you may have her: I for my part will so handle the matter, as she may not be married to me. I have my desire. Oh, in very good time do I see Davus, whose advise I use altogether. But in good sooth thou wilt tell me nothing, except such things as are not worth the knowing: dost thou not get thee hence. Yes truly, and that with a very good will. O Good God, what good news do I bring with me, But where shall I now find Pamphilus, that I may release him from that fear he is in, and fill his heart with joy. He is very merry, what the matter is I know not. It is nothing to any purpose, he hath not yet understood of this mischief. Whom I verily believe, if he have yet hard of the marriage prepared for him. do you not hear what he saith? That he is beside himself, seeking for me all the Town over. But where shall I seek for him, or whither shall I now first go? What, do you linger to speak to him? Well, I go my ways. Davus, come hither, stay. Who calls me? O my Master Pamphilus, you are the man I look for. Well met Carinus: I find you both in good time, even you two I would speaks with all. Davus, I am a forlorn man. But yet listen to me a little. I am cast away. I wot what you fear. Truly and my lief is in hazard in very deed. I wot also what you fear. I must be married. And that I know too. Yea but too day. You dull me with too many words, and yet I know the matter already. You fear lest you must marry Philumena: And you (Carinus) take care how you may marry her. Thou hast hit the nail on the head. That same is it. And in that, is there no danger at all: I warrant you. I pray thee for God's sake, rid me presently out of this fear, poor wretch that I am. Lo, I put you out of fear, Chremes will not at this time give you his daughter to wife. How knowest thou somuch?
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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 137–171 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 31 in this edition
Length478 words · 603 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T33 — Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiations cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.805 (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)
According to my hart? Yet at leaſt wiſe, prolong it for a day or twoo, while I get mée away ſomewhither, that I may not behold it. Nay but liſten to mée now Carinus, I hold it in no wiſe the part of an honeſt man, to pike a thanke where none is due vnto him: God wot I am more deſirous to be rid of this mariage, than you are to obtayne it. You haue reuiued my ſpirites. Now if either your ſelfe, or Byrria here, can do ought in the matter, be doing, faine, finde out and procure the meanes that you may haue her: I for my part will ſo handle the matter, as ſhée may not bée married to mée. I haue my deſire. Oh, in very good tyme do I ſée Dauus, whoſe aduiſe I vſe altogether. But in good ſooth thou wilt tell mée nothing, except ſuch things as are not woorth the knowing: doſt thou not get thée hence. Yes truely, and that with a very good wil. O Good God, what good newes doo I bring with me, But where ſhall I now finde Pamphilus, that I may releaſe him from that feare he is in, and fill his hart with ioy. He is very méery, what the matter is I know not. It is nothing to any purpos, he hath not yet vnderſtood of this miſchiefe. Whome I verily beléeue, if he haue yet hard of the marriage prepared for him. Doo you not heare what he ſaith? That he is beſide himſelfe, ſéeking for me all the Towne ouer. But where ſhall I ſeke for him, or whither ſhall I now firſt go? What, doo you linger to ſpeake to him? Well, I go my waies. Dauus, come hither, ſtay. Who calles me? O my Maſter Pamphilus, you are the man I looke for. Well met Carinus: I finde you both in good time, euen you two I would ſpeaks with all. Dauus, I am a forlorn man. But yet liſten to me a little. I am caſt away. I wot what you feare. Truely and my liefe is in hazard in very déede. I wot alſo what you feare. I muſt be married. And that I know too. Yea but too day. You dull me with too many wordes, and yet I know the matter already. You feare leaſt you muſt marry Philumena: And you (Carinus) take care how you may marry her. Thou haſt hit the nayle on the head. That ſame is it. And in that, is there no daunger at all: I warrant you. I pray thée for Gods ſake, ryd me preſently out of this feare, poore wretch that I am. Lo, I put you out of feare, Chremes will not at this time giue you his daughter to wife. How knoweſt thou ſomuch?