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 0.77 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.
But why broughtest thou me this letter? Only to certify you that she was in health, As I was at the bringing hereof. And thus being loath to trouble you, I commit you to God. Yours as his own Gunophilus. The wicked youngling flouteth us, let him go. Immortal Pan where ere this lad remains, Revenge the wrong that he hath done thy swains. O that a creature so divine as she, Whose beauty might enforce the heavens to blush, And make fair Nature angry at the heart, That she hath made her to obscure herself, Should be so fickle and so full of slights, And feigning love to all, love none at all. Had she been constant unto Iphicles, I would have clad her in sweet Flora's robes: Have set Diana's garland on her head, Made her sole mistress of my wanton flock, And sing in honour of her deity, where now with tears I curse Pandora's name. The springs that smiled to see Pandora's face, And leapt above the banks to touch her lips, The proud plains dancing with Pandora's weight, The jocund trees that vald when she came near And in the murmur of their whispering leaves, Did seem to say Pandora is our Queen, witness how fair and beautiful she was, But now alone how false and treacherous. Here I abjure Pandora, and protest, To live for ever in a single life. The like vow makes Learchus to great Pan. And Iphicles though soar against his will. In witness of my vow I rend these lines, O thus be my love dispersed into the air. Here lie the bloody Napkin which she sent, And with it my affection, and my love. Break, break, Pandora's ring, and with it break, Pandora's love, that almost burst my heart. Ah whither runs my love Pandora? stay, Gentle Pandora stay, run not so fast. Shall I not stamp upon the ground? I will, Who sayth Pandora shall not rend her hair? Where is the grove that asked me how I did? Give me an angle for the fish will bite. Look how Pandora raves, now she is stark mad. For you she raves, that meant to ravish her, Help to recover her or else ye die. May she with raving die? do what thou darest. She over reached us with deceitful guile, And Pan, to whom we prayed hath wrought revenge. I'll have the Ocean put into a glass, And drink it to the health of Stesias. Thy head is full of hedgehogs Iphicles, So shake them of, now let me see thy hand, Look where a blazing star is in this line, And in the other two and twenty sons. Come come Pandora sleep within my arms, Thine arms are firebrands, where's Gunophilus, Go kiss the echo, and bid love untruss, Go fetch the black Goat with the brazen heel, And tell the Bell-wether I hear him not. Not, not, not, that you should not come unto me This night, not at all, at all, at all.
nodes 1359–1421 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 25 in this edition
Length
508 words · 663 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pancross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.767 (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)
But why broughtest thou me this letter? Onely to certifie you that she was in health, As I was at the bringing hereof. And thus being loth to trouble you, I commit you to God. Yours as his owne Gunophilus. The wicked youngling flouteth vs, let him goe. Immortall Pan where ere this lad remaynes, Reuenge the wrong that he hath done thy swaines. O that a creature so diuine as she, VVhose beauty might inforce the heauens to blush, And make fayre Nature angry at the hart, That she hath made her to obscure her selfe, Should be so fickle and so full of slightes, And fayning loue to all, loue none at all. Had she been constant vnto Iphicles, I would haue clad her in sweete Floraes roabes: Haue set Dianaes garland on her head, Made her sole mistres of my wanton flocke, And sing in honour of her diety, where now with teares I curse Pandoraes name. The springs that smild to see Pandoraes face, And leapt aboue the bankes to touch her lippes▪ The proud playnes dauncing with Pandoraes weight, The Iocund trees that vald when she came neare And in the murmur of their whispering leaues, Did seeme to say Pandora is our Queene, witnesse how fayre and beautifull she was, But now alone how false and treacherous. Here I abiure Pandora, and protest, To liue for euer in a single life. The like vow makes Learchus to great Pan. And Iphicles though soare agaynst his will. In witnesse of my vow I rend these lines, O thus be my loue disperst into the ayre. Here lie the bloody Napkin which she sent, And with it my affection, and my loue. Breake, breake, Pandoraes ring, and with it breake, Pandoraes loue, that almost burst my heart. Ah whither runnes my loue Pandora? stay, Gentle Pandora stay, runne not so fast. Shall I not stamp vpon the ground? I will, VVho sayth Pandora shall not rend her hayre? VVhere is the groue that askt me how I did? Giue me an angle for the fish will bite. Looke how Pandora raues, now she is starke mad. For you she raues, that meant to rauish her, Helpe to recouer her or els yee dye. May she with rauing dye? do what thou darst. She ouer reacht vs with deceitfull guile▪ And Pan, to whom we prayd hath wrought reuenge. Ile haue the Ocean put into a glasse, And drinke it to the health of Stesias. Thy head is full of hediockes Iphicles, So shake them of, now let me see thy hand, Looke where a blasing starre is in this line, And in the other two and twenty sonnes. Come come Pandora sleepe within my armes, Thine armes are firebrandes, whers Gunophilus, Go kisse the eccho, and bid loue vntrusse, Go fetch the blacke Goat with the brazen heele, And tell the Bell-wether I heare him not. Not, not, not, that you should not come vnto me This night, not at all, at all, at all.