Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Royal Entertainment at Cowdray · chunk 2 of 5

Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1591 [Aug 14] (Annals)
entertainment; royal entertainment or entry · before the Court
T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti typicality 0.68 · 308 words

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

They gaze you in the face although they die. FAirest of all creatures vouchsafe to hear the prayer of a Pilgrim, which shall be short, and the petition which is but reasonable. God grant the world may end with your life, and your life more happy than any in the world: that is my prayer. I have traveled many Countries, and in all Country's desire antiquities. In this Island (but a span in respect of the world) and in this Shire (but a finger in regard of your Realm) I have heard great cause of wonder, some of complaint. Hard by, and so near as your Majesty shall almost pass by, I saw on Oak, whose stateliness nailed mine eyes to the branches, and the ornaments beguiled my thoughts with astonishment. I thought it free, being in the field, but I found it not so. For at the very entry I met I know not with what rough-hewed Ruffian, whose arms were carved out of knotty box, for I could receive nothing of him but boxes, so hasty was he to strike, he had no leisure to speak. I thought there were more ways to the wood than one, and finding another passage, I found also a Lady very fair, but passing froward, whose words set me in a greater heat than the blows. I asked her name, she said it was Peace. I wondered that Peace could never hold her peace. I cannot persuade myself since that time, but that there is a wasps nest in mine ears. I returned discontent. But if it will please your Highness to view it, that rude Champion at your fair feet will lay down his foul head: and at your beck that Lady will make her mouth her tongues mue. Happily your Majesty shall find some content: I more antiquities.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Royal Entertainment at Cowdray
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1591
First performance / composition (Annals)1591 [Aug 14]
First performance (BritDrama)1591 [Aug 14-20]
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 177 · TCP A17029 · DEEP 137
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 18–19 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 5 in this edition
Length308 words · 377 tokens · flags: under_min
Topic (seed 42)T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy reviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.679 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T31 · seed 44: T44 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
They gaze you in the face although they die. FAireſt of all creatures vouchſaf to heare the prayer of a Pilgrime, which ſhall be ſhort, and the petition PDF PAGE 120 which is but reaſonable. God graunt the worlde maie ende with your life, and your life more happie then anie in the world: that is my praier. I haue trauelled manie Countries, and in all Countries deſire antiquities. In this Iland (but a ſpanne in reſpect of the world) and in this Shire (but a finger in regard of your Realme) I haue heard great cauſe of wonder, ſome of complaint. Harde by, and ſo neere as your Maiestie ſhall almost paſſe by, I ſawe on Oke, whoſe ſtatelines nayled mine cies to the branches, and the ornamentes beguiled my thoughtes with astoniſhment. I thought it free, being in the fielde, but I found it not ſo. For at the verie entrie I mette I know not with what rough-hewed Ruffian, whoſe armes wer carued out of knotty box, for I could receue nothing of him but boxes, ſo haſtie was he to ſtrike, he had no leyſure to ſpeake. I thought there were more waies to the wood then one, and finding another paſſage, I found alſo a Ladie verie faire, but paſsing frowarde, whoſe words ſet mee in a greater heate then the blowes. I asked her name, ſhe ſaid it was Peace. I wondred that Peace could neuer holde her peace. I cannot perſwade my ſelfe ſince that time, but that there is a waſpes nest in mine eares. I returned diſcontent. But if it will pleaſe your Highneſſe to view it, that rude Champion at your faire feete will laie downe his foule head: and at your becke that Ladie will make her mouth her tongues mue. Happelie your Maiestie ſhall finde ſome content: I more antiquities.