Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Taming of a Shrew · chunk 5 of 25

Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals)
comedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 508 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

O might I see the centre of my soul Whose sacred beauty hath enchanted me, More fair than was the Grecian Helena For whose sweet sake so many princes died, That came with thousand ships to Tenedos, But when we come unto her father's house, Tell him I am a merchants son of Cestus, That comes for traffic unto Athens here, And here sirrah I will change with you for once, And now be thou the Duke of Cestus son, Revel and spend as if thou wert myself, For I will court my love in this disguise. My lord, how if the Duke your father should By some means come to Athens for to see How you do profit in these public schools, And find me clothed thus in your attire, How would he take it then think you my lord? Tush fear not Valeria let me alone, But stay, here comes some other company. Here comes the man that I did tell you of. Good morrow gentlemen to all at once. How now Polidor, what man still in love? Ever wooing and canst thou never speed, God send me better luck when I shall woo. I warrant you master and you take my council. Why sirrah, are you so cunning? Who I, 'twere better for you by five mark And you could tell how to do it as well as I. I would thy master once were in the vain, To try himself how he could woe a wench. Faith I am even now a going. i'faith sir, my masters going to this gear now. Whither in faith Ferando, tell me true. To bony Kate, the patientest wench alive The devil himself dares scarce venture to woo her, signor Alfonso's eldest daughter, And he hath promised me six thousand crowns If I can win her once to be my wife, And she and I must woo with scolding sure, And I will hold her to't till she be weary, Or else I'll make her yield to grant me love. How like you this Aurelius, I think he knew Our minds before we sent to him, But tell me, when do you mean to speak with her? Faith presently, do you but stand aside, And I will make her father bring her hither, And she, and I, and he, will talk alone. With all our hearts, Come Aurelius Let us be gone and leave him here alone. Ho signior Alfonso, whose's within there? signior Ferando your welcome heartily, You are a stranger sir unto my house. Hark you sir, look what I did promise you I'll perform, if you get my daughter's love. Then when I have talked a word or two with her, Do you step in and give her hand to me, And tell her when the marriage day shall be, For I do know she would be married fain, And when our nuptial rites be once performed Let me alone to tame her well enough, Now call her forth that I may speak with her.
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PlayThe Taming of a Shrew
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1594
First performance / composition (Annals)1592 [c.1592-1594]
First performance (BritDrama)1594 [April] [1592-1594]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 226 · TCP A13358 · DEEP 181
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 228–288 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 25 in this edition
Length508 words · 633 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour at 0.815
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
O might I ſee the center of my ſoule Whoſe ſacred beautie hath inchanted me, More faire then was the Grecian Helena For whoſe ſweet ſake ſo many princes dide, That came with thouſand ſhippes to Tenedos, But when we come vnto hir fathers houſe, Tell him I am a Marchants ſonne of Ceſtus, That comes for traffike vnto Athens heere, And heere ſirha I will change with you for once, And now be thou the Duke of Ceſtus ſonne, Reuell and ſpend as if thou wert my ſelfe, For I will court my loue in this diſguiſe. My lord, how if the Duke your father ſhould By ſome meanes come to Athens for to ſee How you doo profit in theſe publike ſchooles, And find me clothed thus in your attire, How would he take it then thinke you my lord? Tuſh feare not Valeria let me alone, But ſtaie, heere comes ſome other companie. Here comes the man that I did tel you of. Good morrow gentlemen to all at once. How now Polidor, what man ſtill in loue? Euer wooing and canſt thou neuer ſpeed, God ſend me better luck when I ſhall woo. I warrant you maiſter and you take my councell. Why ſirha, are you ſo cunning? Who I, twere better for you by fiue marke And you could tel how to doo it as well as I. I would thy maiſter once were in the vaine, To trie himſelfe how he could woe a wench. Faith I am euen now a going. I faith ſir, my maiſters going to this geere now. Whither in faith Ferando, tell me true. To bonie Kate, the patientſt wench aliue The diuel himſelfe dares ſcarce venter to woo her, Signior Alfonſos eldeſt daughter, And he hath promiſde me ſix thouſand crownes If I can win her once to be my wife, And ſhe and I muſt woo with skoulding ſure, And I will hold hir toot till ſhe be wearie, Or elſe Ile make her yeeld to graunt me loue. How like you this Aurelius, I thinke he knew Our mindes before we ſent to him, But tell me, when doo you meane to ſpeake with her? Faith preſentlie, doo you but ſtand aſide, And I will make her father bring hir hither, And ſhe, and I, and he, will talke alone. With al our heartes, Come Aurelius Let vs be gone and leaue him heere alone. Ho Signiour Alfonſo, whoſe within there? Signiour Ferando your welcome hartilie, You are a ſtranger ſir vnto my houſe. Harke you ſir, looke what I did promiſe you Ile performe, if you get my daughters loue. Then when I haue talkt a word or two with hir, Doo you ſtep in and giue her hand to me, And tell her when the marriage daie ſhal be, For I doo know ſhe would be married faine, And when our nuptiall rites be once performde Let me alone to tame hir well enough, Now call her foorth that I may ſpeake with hir.