Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Woman in the Moon · chunk 15 of 25

Lyly, John · published 1597 · first performed or written 1593 [1590-1595] (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court
unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 486 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.

I'll answer it, shall I provide a banquet and be cozened of the best dish? I hope sir you have said grace, and now may I fall too. Away base swain. Sir as base as I am I'll go for currant here. What? will Pandora be thus light? O you stand upon the weight, well if she were twenty grains lighter I would not refuse her provided always, she be not clipped within the ring. Gunophilus thou art too malapert. Think nothing, for I can not shift him off, Sirrah provide the banquet you are best. I will and that incontinently for indeed I cannot abstain. Here take thou Melos favours, keep it close, For he and Iphicles will straight be here, I love them not, they both importune me, Yet must I make as if I love them both. Here they come. Welcome Learchus to Pandora's feast. What makes Learchus here? wherefore should Melos banquet with my love? My heart riseth against this Iphicles. Melos my love. Sit down sweet Iphicles. She daunts Learchus with a strange aspect. I like not that she whispers unto him. I warrant you. Hers to the health of Stesias my love, Would he were here to welcome you all three. I will go seek him in the busky groves. You lose your labour then, he is at his flock. I he ways more his flock then me. she weeps. weep not Pandora for he loves thee well. And I love him. But why is Melos sad? For thee I am sad, thou hast injured me, Knows not Melos I love him. Thou injurest me and I willbe revenged. Hath Iphicles forgot my words. If I should hollow they were all undone. They both are jealous yet mistrust me not. Here Melos. I pledge thee Iphicles. Learchus go thou know'st my mind. Shall I sit here thus to be made a stale. Lovely Pandora means to follow me: Farewell this feast, my banquet comes not yet. Let him go. Pandora go with me to Stesias. No, rather go with me. Away base Iphicles. Coward hand of, or else I'll strike thee down, My husband here's you, will you strive for wine. Give us a fresh cup, I will have ye friends. I defy thee Iphicles. I thee Melos. Both of them are drunk. Is this thy love to me? Nay if you fall out farewell, Now will I go meet Learchus. I see thy juggling, thou shalt want thy will. Follow me if thou darest, and fight it out. If I dare, Yes I dare and will? Come thou. Hollow, hollow. where is the villain that hath kissed my love nobody master. why strive they then? 'ttwas for a cup of wine, they were all drunk. whither is my wife gone? To seek you. Ah Pandora pardon me thou art chaste, Thou mad'st me to suspect her, take thou that.
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PlayThe Woman in the Moon
AuthorLyly, John
Publication year (edition)1597
First performance / composition (Annals)1593 [1590-1595]
First performance (BritDrama)1588 [1587-1590]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (first)
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 298 · TCP A06629 · DEEP 239
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 854–920 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 25 in this edition
Length486 words · 658 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousy at 0.804
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)
Ile answere it, shall I prouide a banquet and be co send of the best dish? I hope syr you haue sayde grace, and now may I fall too. Away base swayne. Sir as base as I am Ile goe for currant here. VVhat? will Pandora be thus light? O you stand vpon the weight, wel if she were twenty graines lighter I would not refuse her prouided alwayes, she be not clipt within the ringe. Gunophilus thou art too malepert. Thinke nothimg, for I can not shift him off, Sirra prouide the banquet you are best. I will and that incontinently for indeed I cannot abstein. Here take thou Melos fauours, keep it close, For he and Iphicles will streight be here, I loue them not, they both importune me, Yet must I make as if I loue them both. Here they come. VVelcome Learchus to Pandoraes feast. VVhat makes Learchus here? wherefore should Melos banquet with my loue? My heart ryseth agaynst this Iphicles. Melos my loue. Sit downe sweete Iphicles. She daunts Learchus with a strange aspect. I like not that she whispers vnto him. I warrant you. Hers to the health of Stesias my loue, VVould he were here to welcome you all three. I will go seeke him in the busky groues. You lose your labour then, he is at his flocke. I he wayes more his flocke then me. she weepes. weepe not Pandora for he loues thee well. And I loue him. But why is Melos sad? For thee I am sad, thou hast iniured me, Knowes not Melos I loue him. Thou iniurest me and I wilbe reuenged. Hath Iphicles forgot my wordes. If I should hollow they were all vndone. They both are lealious yet mistrust me not. Here Melos. I pledge thee Iphicles. Learchus goe thou knowst my minde. Shall I sit here thus to be made a stale. Louely Pandora meanes to follow me: Farewell this feast, my bauquet comes not yet. Let him goe. Pandora go with me to Stesias. No, rather goe with me. Away base Iphieles. Coward hand of, or els Ile strike thee downe, My husband heres you, will you striue for wine▪ Giue vs a fresh cup, I will haue ye friends. I defie thee Iphicles. I thee Melos. Both of them are drunke. Is this thy loue to me? Nay if you fall out farewell, Now will I goe meet Learchus. I see thy Iugling, thou shalt want thy will. Follow me if thou darst, and fight it out. If I dare, Yes I dare and will? Come thou. Hollow, hollovv. vvhere is the villayne that hath kist my loue No body mayster. vvhy striue they then? Tvvas for a cup of vvine, they vvere all drunke. vvhither is my vvife gone? To seeke you. Ah Pandora pardon me thou art chaste, Thou madst me to suspect her, take thou that.