Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Mother Bombie · chunk 11 of 34

Lyly, John · published 1594 · first performed or written 1591 [1587-1591] (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (first)
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 472 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

Without doubt Risio hath gone beyond himself, in casting beyond the Moon, I fear the boy be run mad with studying, for I know he loved me so well, that for my favour he will venture to run out of his wits, and it may be, to quicken his invention, he is gone into this Ivy-bush, a notable nest for a grape owl, I'll ferret him out, yet in the end use him friendly, I cannot be merry till I hear what's done in the marriages. I think Lucio be gone a squirreling, but I'll squirrel him for it, I sent him on my errand, but I must go for an answer myself, I have tied up the loving worm my daughter, and will see whether fancy can worm fancy out of her head, this green nosegay I fear my boy hath smelled to, for if he get but a penny in his purse, he turns it suddenly into Argentum potabile, I must search every place for him, for I stand on thorns till I hear what he hath done. Well, be as be may is no banning, I think I have charmed my young master, a hungry meal, a ragged coat, & a dry cudgel, have put him quite beside his love and his logic to, besides his pigsney is put up, & therefore now I'll let him take the air, and follow Stellio's daughter with all his learning, if he mean to be my heir, the boy hath wit sance measure, more than needs, cat's meat & dog's meat enough for the vantage. Well, without Halfpenny all my wit is not worth a dodkin, that mite is miching in this grove, for as long as his name is Halfpenny, he will be banqueting, for thither Halfpenny. He must needs go that the devil drives, a father, a fiend, that seeks to place affection by appointment, & to force love by compulsion, I have sworn to woo Silena, but it shall be so coldly, that she shall take as small delight in my words, as I do contentment in his commandment, I'll teach him one school trick in love. But behold who is that that cometh out of Stellio's house, it should seem to be Silena by her attire, by her face I am sure it is she, oh fair face, oh lovely countenance! How now Candius, if thou begin to slip at beauty on a sudden, thou wilt surfeit with carousing it at the last. Remember that Livia is faithful, ay, and let thine eyes witness Silena is amiable, here shall I please my father and myself, I will learn to be obedient, & come what will, I'll make away, if she seem coy, I'll practise all the art of love; if I her cunning, all the pleasures of love.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayMother Bombie
AuthorLyly, John
Publication year (edition)1594
First performance / composition (Annals)1591 [1587-1591]
First performance (BritDrama)1589 [1587-1590]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (first)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 239 · TCP A06622 · DEEP 192
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 223–226 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 34 in this edition
Length472 words · 611 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.792
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)
Without doubt Risio hath gone beyond himselfe, in casting beyond the Moone, I feare the boy be runne mad with studying, for I know hee loued me so well, that for my fauour hee will venture to runne out of his wits, and it may be, to quicken his inuention, hee is gone into this Iuy-bush, a notable neast for a grape owle, Ile firret him out, yet in the end vse him friendly, I cannot be merrie till I heare whats done in the marriages. I thinke Lucio be gone a squirelling, but Ile squirell him for it, I sent him on my arrande, but I must goe for an answere myselfe, I haue tied vp the louing worme my daughter, and will see whether fansie can worme fansie out of her head, this green nosegaie I feare my boy hath smelt to, for if he get but a penny in his purse, he turnes it sodainly into Argentum potabile, I must search euery place for him, for I stand on thornes till I heare what he hath done. Well, be as bee may is no banning, I thinke I haue charmde my yong master, a hungry meale, a ragged coate, & a drie cudgell, haue put him quite beside his loue and his logick to, besides his pigsnie is put vp, & therefore now Ile let him take the aire, and follow Stellios daughter with all his learning, if he meane to be my heire, the boye hath wit sance measure, more than needs, cats meat & dogs meate inough for the vantage. Well, without Halfepenie all my witte is not woorth a dodkin, that mite is miching in this groue, for as long as his name is Halfepenie, he will bee banquetting, for thether Halfepenie. He must needs goe that the deuill driues, a father, a fiend, that seekes to place affection by appointment, & to force loue by compulsion, I haue sworne to woo Sylena, but it shall be so coldly, that she shall take as small delight in my wordes, as I do contentment in his commandement, Ile teach him one schoole tricke in loue. But behold who is that that commeth out of Stellios house, it should seem to be Silena by her attire, by her face I am sure it is she, oh faire face, oh louely countenance! How now Candius, if thou begin to slip at beautie on a sodaine, thou wilt surfet with carousing it at the last. Remēber that Liuia is faithfull, I, and let thine eyes witnesse Silena is amiable, heere shall I please my father and my selfe, I wyll learne to be obedient, & come what will, Ile make away, if shee seeme coy, Ile practise all the arte of loue; if I her cunning, all the pleasures of loue.