The Beauty and Good Properties of Women (Calisto and Melebea) (Celestina) · chunk 16 of 18
Rastell, John · published 1525 · first performed or written 1527 [c.1527-1530] (Annals) not in BritDrama T1 Death, grief and revenge typicality 0.65 · 468 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
Now cryst comfort the & keep the in thy need Now say you now is not this matter carried clean Can not old celestina her matter speed A thing not well handled is not worth a been Now know ye by ye●…alf tale what the hole doth ●…eane These women at the furst be angry & furious Fair weather cometh after storms tempestuous And now to calisto I will me dress which lieth now languishing in great pain And show him that he is not remedyless And bear him this to make him glad and fain And handyll him so that ye shall say plain That I am well worthy to bear the name For to be called a no●…le arch dame O marvelous god what a dream had I to night Most terrible vysy on to report and here I had never none such nor none yerthely wight Alas when I think thereon I quake for fere It was of melebe●… my daughter dear God send me good tythyuge of her shortly For till I here from her I can not be merry O dear father nothing may me more displease Nothing may do me more anoyans Nothing may do me greater disease Than to see you father in any perturbans For me chiefly or for any other chauns But for me I pray you not to be sad For I have no cause but to be merry and glad O sweet melebea my daughter dear I am replete with ●…oy and felicity For that ye be now in my presence here As I perceive in joy & prosperity From death to life me thinketh it reviveth 〈◊〉 For the fearful dream that I had lately what dream sir was that I pray you heartily Doubtless me though that I was walking In a fair orchard where were places two The one was a hot ●…ath wholesome & pleasing To all people that did repair thereto To was●…h them & clen●… them from sickness also The other a pit of foul stinking water shortly they died all that there in did enter And unto this wholesome bath me thought that ye In the right path were coming 〈◊〉 But before that me thought that I did see A foul rough bych aprikeryd cur it was which straking her body along on the grass And with her tail licked her so that she Made herself a fair spaniel to be This bych than me thought met you in the way Leaping & fawning upon you apace And round about you dydrenne & play which made you then dysport & solas which liked you so well that in short space The way to the hot bath anon ye left it And took the streyght way to the foul pit
nodes 933–988 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 16 of 18 in this edition
Length
468 words · 557 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T1 — Death, grief and revengecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.651 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T10 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
¶ Now cryst comfort ye & kepe the in thy nede Now say you now is not this matter caryed clene Can not old celestina her matter spede A thing not well handlyd is not worth a bene Now know ye by ye alf tale what ye hole doth eane These women at the furst be angry & furyous Fayre we ther comyth after stormys tempestyous ¶ And now to calisto I wyll me dres which lyeth now languyshyng in grete payn And shew hym that he is not remedyles And bere hym this to make hym glad and fayn And handyll hym so that ye shall sey playn That I am well worthy to bere the name For to be callyd a nole arche dame ¶ O meruelous god what a dreme had I to nyght Most terryble vysy on to report and here I had neuer none such nor none yerthely wyght Alas when I thynk theron I quak for fere It was of melebe my doughter dere God send me good tythyuge of her shortly For tyll I here from her I can not be mery ¶ O dere father nothyng may me more displease Nothyng may do me more anoyans Nothyng may do me gretter disease Than to se you father in any perturbans For me chefly or for any other chauns But for me I pray you not to be sad For I haue no cause but to be mery and glad ¶ O swete melebea my doughter dere I am replete with oy and felycyte For that ye be now in my presens here As I perceyue in Ioy & prosperite From deth to lyfe me thynkyth it reuyuyth For the ferefull dreme y• I had lately what dreme syr was that I pray you hertely ¶ Dowtles me though yt I was walkyng In a fayre orchard where were placys two The one was a hote ath holsome & pleasyng To all people that dyd repayre therto To wash them & clen them from sekenes also The other a pyt of foule stynkyng water shortely they dyed all that ther in did enter ¶ And vnto this holesome bath me thought y• ye In the ryght path were cōmyng But before that me thought that I dyd see A foule rough bych aprikeryd cur it was whych strakyng her body along on the gras And wt her tayle lykkyd her so that she Made her selfe a fayre spaniell to be ¶ Thys bych then me thought met you in the way Leppyng & fawnyng vppon you a pase And rownd a bowt you dydrenne & play whych made you then dysport & solas whych lykyd you so well yt in short space The way to the hote bath anon ye left it And toke the streyght way to the foule pyt