Greene, Robert · published 1630 · first performed or written 1589 [1586-1590] (Annals) comedy · Queen Elizabeth's Men T56 Magic, spells and conjuring typicality 0.73 · 481 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T56: magic, faustus, charms, charm, conjure, spirits, skill, ho, power, spells.
As it please Lord Lacy: but love's foolish looks Think footsteps miles, and minutes to be hours. I'll hasten, Peggie, to make short return. But please your Honour go unto the Lodge, We shall have Butter, Cheese, and Venison. And yesterday I brought for Marg'ret, A lusty bottle of neat claret wine: Thus can we feast and entertain your Grace. 'Tis cheer, Lord Lacy, for an Emperor, If he respect the person and the place. Come, let us in, for I will all this night Ride post until I come to Bacon's cell. Trust me, Plantagenet, these Oxford Schools Are richly seated near the riverside: The mountains full of fat and fallow deer, The battling pastures laid with Kine and Flocks, The Town gorgeous with high built Colleges, And Scholars seemly in their grave attire, Learned in searching the principles of Art. What is thy judgement, Iaques Vandermast? That Lordly are the buildings of the Town, Spacious the rooms, and full of pleasant walks: But for the Doctors, how that they be learned, It may be meanly, for aught I can hear. I tell thee, German, Hapsburg holds none such, None read so deep, as Oxenford contains, There are within our Academic state, Men that may lecture it in Germany, To all the Doctors of your Belgic Schools. Stand to him, Bungay, charm this Vandermast, And I will use thee as a Royal King. Wherein darest thou dispute with me? In what a Doctor and a friar can. Before rich Europe's Worthies put thou forth The doubtful question unto Vandermast. Let it be this, Whether the spirits of Pyromancy or Geomancy, be most predominant in Magic? I say, of Pyromancy. And I of Geomancy. The Cabalists that write of Magic spells, As Hermes, Melchie, and Pythagoras, Affirm that 'mongst the quadruplicity Of elemental essence, Terra is but thought, To be a punctum squared to the rest: And that the compass of ascending elements Exceed in bigness as they do in height; judging the concave Circle of the Sun, To hold the rest in his Circumference; If then, as Hermes says, the fire be great'st, Purest, and only giveth shapes to spirits: Then must these Demons that haunt that place, Be every way superior to the rest. I reason not of elemental shapes, Nor tell I of the concave latitudes, Noting their essence, nor their quality, But of the spirits that Pyromancy calls, And of the vigour of the geomantic Fiends. I tell thee, German, Magic haunts the grounds, And those strange Necromantic spells, That work such shows and wondering in the world, Are acted by those geomantic sprites, That Hermes calleth Terrae filii. The fiery spirits are but transparent shades, That lightly pass as Heralds to bear news, But earthly Fiends closed in the lowest deep, Dissever mountains, if they be but charged, Being more gross and massy in their power.
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Position
nodes 949–1015 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 18 of 33 in this edition
Length
481 words · 675 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T56 — Magic, spells and conjuringcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.732 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T45 · seed 44: T51 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
As it pleaſe Lord Lacy: but loues fooliſh looks Thinke footſteps miles, and minutes to be houres. Ile haſten, Peggie, to make ſhort returne. But pleaſe your Honour goe vnto the Lodge, We ſhall haue Butter, Cheeſe, and Veniſon. And yeſterday I brought for Margret, A luſty bottle of neat Clarret wine: Thus can we feaſt and entertaine your Grace. 'Tis cheere, Lord Lacy, for an Emperour, If he reſpect the perſon and the place. Come, let vs in, for I will all this night Ride poaſt vntill I come to Bacons cell. Truſt me, Plantagenet, theſe Oxford Schooles Are richly ſeated neere the Riuer ſide: The mountaines full of fat and fallow Deere, The battling paſtures laid with Kine and Flocks, The Towne gorgeous with high built Colledges, And Schollers ſeemely in their graue attire, Learned in ſearching the principles of Art. What is thy iudgement, Iaques Ʋandermaſt? That Lordly are the buildings of the Towne, Spatious the roomes, and full of pleaſant walkes: But for the Doctors, how that they be learned, It may be meanely, for ought I can heare. I tell thee, Germane, Haſpurge holds none ſuch, None read ſo deepe, as Oxenford containes, There are within our Academicke ſtate, Men that may lecture it in Germany, To all the Doctors of your Belgicke Scholes. Stand to him, Bungay, charme this Vandermaſt, And I will vſe thee as a Royall King. Wherein dareſt thou diſpute with me? In what a Doctor and a Fryer can. Before rich Europes Worthies put thou forth The doubtfull queſtion vnto Ʋandermaſt. Let it be this, Whether the ſpirits of Piromancy or Geomancy, be moſt predominant in Magicke? I ſay, of Piromancy. And I of Geomancy. The Cabbaliſts that write of Magicke ſpels, As Hermes, Melchre, and Pythagoras, Affirme that 'mongſt the quadruplicity Of elementall eſſence, Terra is but thought, To be a punctum ſquared to the reſt: And that the compaſſe of aſcending elements Exceed in bigneſſe as they doe in height; Iudging the concaue Circle of the Sunne, To hold the reſt in his Circumference; If then, as Hermes ſayes, the fire be great'ſt, Pureſt, and onely giueth ſhapes to ſpirits: Then muſt theſe Demones that haunt that place, Be euery way ſuperiour to the reſt. I reaſon not of elementall ſhapes, Nor tell I of the concaue latitudes, Noting their eſſence, nor their quality, But of the ſpirits that Piromancy calls, And of the vigour of the Geomanticke Fiends. I tell thee, Germane, Magicke hants the grounds, And thoſe ſtrange Negromanticke ſpels, That worke ſuch ſhewes and wondring in the world, Are acted by thoſe Geomanticke ſprites, That Hermes calleth Terrae ſilij. The fierie ſpirits are but tranſparent ſhades, That lightly paſſe as Heralds to beare newes, But earthly Fiends cloz'd in the loweſt deepe, Diſſeuer mountaines, if they be but char'd, Being more groſſe and maſſie in their power.