Lyly, John · published 1597 · first performed or written 1593 [1590-1595] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan typicality 0.83 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.
Are these the shepherds that made love to me? Yea and the shepherds that yet love thee still. O that Pandora would regard my suit. They look like water Nymphs, but speak like men, Thou should be Nature in a man's attire, And thou young Ganymede Minion to Ioue. Then would I make a world and give it thee. Then would I leave great Ioue, to follow thee. Melos is loveliest, Melos is my love, Come hither Melos I must tell thee news, News tragical to thee and to thy flock. Melos I love thee, meet me in the vale, I saw him in the wolves mouth, Melos fly. O that so fair a Lamb should be devoured: I'll go and rescue him. Could Iphicles go from thee for a Lamb, The wolf take all my flock, so I have thee, Will me to dive for pearl into the sea, To fetch the feathers of the Arabian bird, The Golden Apples from the Hesperian wood, mermaid's glass, Flora's habiliment, So I may have Pandora for my love. He that would do all this, must love me well, And why should he love me and I not him? Wilt thou for my sake go into yond grove? And we will sing unto the wild birds notes. And be as pleasant as the Western wind, That kisses flowers and wantons with their leaves. Will I? O that Pandora would. I will and therefore follow Iphicles. Did base Learchus court my heavenly love? Pardon me Pan if to revenge this deed, I shed the blood of that dissembling swain, With jealous fire my heart begins to burn. Ah bring me where he is Gunophilus, lest he entice Pandora from my bower. I know not where he is, but here he'll be: I must provide the banquet, and be gone. What will the shepherd's banquet with my wife. O light Pandora canst thou be thus false? Tell me where is this wanton banquet kept? That I may hurl the dishes at their heads, Mingle the wine with blood and end the feast, With Tragic outcries like the Theban Lord, Where fair Hippodamia was espoused. Here in this place, for so she pointed me. Where might I hide me to behold the same. O in this cave for over this they'll sit. But then I shall not see them when they kiss, Yet you may here what they say, if they kiss i'll hollow, But do so then my sweet Gunophilus And as a strong wind bruising from the earth, So will I rise out of this hollow vault: making the woods shake with my furious words. But if they come not at all, or when they come do use themselves honestly, then come not out, lest you seeming jealous make her over hate you. Not for the world unless I hear thee call, Or else their wanton speech provoke me forth.
nodes 758–814 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 25 in this edition
Length
487 words · 630 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pancross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.827 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T24 · seed 44: T25 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Are these the shepherds that made loue to me? Yea and the shepherds that yet loue thee still. O that Pandora would regard my suite. They looke like water Nymphes, but speake like men, Thou should be Nature in a mans attire, And thou young Ganimayde Minion to Ioue. Then would I make a worlde and giue it thee. Then would I leaue great Ioue, to follow thee. Melos is loueliest, Melos is my loue, Come hether Melos I must tell thee newes, Newes tragicall to thee and to thy flock. Melos I loue thee, meete me in the vale, I saw him in the VVolues mouth, Melos flye. O that so fayre a Lambe should be deuoured: Ile goe and rescue him. Could Iphicles goe from thee for a Lambe, The wolfe take all my flocke, so I haue thee, VVill me to diue for pearle into the sea, To fetch the fethers of the Arabian bird, The Golden Apples from the Hesperian wood, Maremaydes glasse, Floras abbiliment, So I may haue Pandora for my loue. He that would do all this, must loue me well, And why should he loue me and I not him? VVilt thou for my sake goe into yon groue? And we will sing vnto the wilde birdes notes. And be as pleasant as the Western winde, That kisses flowers and wantons with their leaues. VVill I? O that Pandora would. I will and therefore followe Iphicles. Did base Learchus court my heauenly loue? Pardon me Pan if to reuenge this deed, I shed the blood of that desembling swaine, VVith Iealous fire my heart begins to burne. Ah bring me where he is Gunophilus, Least he intice Pandora from my bower. I know not where he is, but here heele be: I must prouide the banquet, and be gone. VVhat will the shepherds banquet with my wife. O light Pandora canst thou be thus false? Tell me where is this wanton banquet kept? That I may hurle the dishes at their heades, Mingle the wine with blood and end the feast, VVith Tragicke outcries like the Theban Lord, VVhere fayre Hippodamia was espousd. Here in this place, for so she poynted me. VVhere might I hide me to hehold the same. O in this caue for ouer this theyle sitte. But then I shall not see them when they kisse, Yet you may here what they say, if they kisse ile hollow, But do so then my sweete Gunophilus And as a stronge winde brusing from the earth, So will I rise out of this hollow vault: making the woods shake with my furious wordes. But if they come not at all, or when they come do vse themselues honestly, then come not out, least you seeming Iealious make her ouer hate you. Not for the worlde vnles I heare thee call, Or els their wanton speech prouoke me forth.