Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Love's Labor's Lost · chunk 12 of 37

Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1595 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · before the Court
unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 478 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.

A wonder Master, here's a Costard broken in a shin. Some enigma, some riddle, ●ome, thy lenvoy begin. No enigma, no riddle, no lenuoy, no salve, in thee male sir. O sir, Plantain, a pline Plantain: no lenuoy, no lenuoy, no Salve sir, but a Plantain. By virtue thou inforcest laughter, thy silly thought, my spleen, the heaving of my lungs provokes me to ridiculous smiling: O pardon me my stars, doth the inconsiderate take salve for lenuoy, and the word lenuoy for a salve? Do the wise think them other, is not lenuoy a salve? No Page, it is an epilogue or discourse to make plain, Some obscure presedence that hath tofore been feign. I will example it. The Fox, the Ape, and the Humblebee, Were still at odds being but three. there's the moral: Now the lenuoy. I will add the lenuoy, say the moral again. The Fox, the Ape, and the Humblebee, Were still at odds, being but three. Until the Goose came out of door, And stayed the odds by adding four. Now will I begin your moral, and do you follow with my lenuoy. The Fox, the Ape, and the Humblebee, Were still at odds, being but three. Until the Goose came out of door, Staying the odds by adding four. A good lenvoy, ending in the Goose: would you desire more? The Boy hath sold him a bargain, a Goose, that's flat. Sir, your pennyworth is good, and your Goose be fat. To sell a bargain well is as cunning as fast and loose▪ Let me see a fat lenvoy, I that s 〈…〉 Come hither, come 〈…〉 argument begin▪ By saying that a Costard was broken 〈…〉 Then called you for the lenvoy. True, and I for a Plantain, thus came your argument in, Then the boys fat lenvoy, the Goose that you bought, and he ended the market. But tell me, How was there a Costard broken in a shin? I will tell you sensibly. Thou hast no feeling of it Moth, I will speak thee I Costard running out, that was safely within, Fell over the threshold, and broke my shin. We will talk no more of this matter. Till there be meet matter in the shin. Sirrah Costard, I will enfranchise then. O marry me to one Francis, I smell some lenvoy, some Goose in this. By my sweet soul, I mean▪ setting thee as libertiy. Enfreedoming thy person: thou wen immured, restrained, captivated, bound. True, true, and now you willbe my purgation, and let me lose. I give thee thy liberty, set thee from durance, and in lieu thereof, impose on thee nothing but this : Bear this significant to the country Maid Iaquenetta where is remuneration, for the best word of mine honour, it rewarding my dependents. Moth, follow. Like the sequel I, signor Costard adieu.
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PlayLove's Labor's Lost
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1598
First performance / composition (Annals)c.1595
First performance (BritDrama)1596 [1594-1597]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 315 · TCP A68726 · DEEP 256
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 580–625 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 37 in this edition
Length478 words · 697 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T35 — Fools, wit and railing at 0.689
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)
A wonder Maiſter, Heers a Coſtard broken in a ſhin. Some enigma, ſome riddle, ome, thy Lenuoy begin. No egma, no riddle, no lenuoy, no ſalue, in thee male ſir. O ſir, Plantan, a pline Plantan: no lenuoy, no lenuoy, no Salue ſir, but a Plantan. By vertue thou inforceſt laughter, thy ſillie thought, my ſpleene, the heauing of my lunges prouokes me to rediculous ſmyling: O pardone me my ſtarres, doth the inconſiderate take ſalue for lenuoy, and the word lenuoy for a ſalue? Do the wiſe thinke them other, is not lenuoy a ſalue? No Page, it is an epilogue or diſcourſe to make plaine, Some obſcure preſedence that hath tofor bin faine. I will example it. The Fox, the Ape, and the Humble-Bee, Were ſtill at oddes being but three. Ther's the morrall: Now the lenuoy. I will adde the lenuoy, ſay the morrall againe. The Foxe, the Ape, and the Humble-Bee, Were ſtill at oddes, being but three. Vntill the Gooſe came out of doore, And ſtaied the oddes by adding foure. Now will I begin your morrall, and do you follow with my lenuoy. The Foxe, the Ape, and the Humble-Bee, Were ſtill at oddes, being but three. Vntill the Gooſe came out of doore, Staying the oddes by adding foure. A good Lenuoy, ending in the Gooſe: woulde you deſire more? The Boy hath ſold him a bargaine, a Gooſe, that's flat. Sir, your penny-worth is good, and your Gooſe be fat. To ſell a bargaine well is as cunning as faſt and loo ▪ Let me ſee a fat Lenuoy, that Come hithe, come argumen begin▪ By ſaying that a Coſtd was broken Then cald you for the Lenuoy. True, and I for a Plantan, thus came your argument in, Then the boyes fat Lenuoy, the Gooſe that you bou, and he ended the market. But tel me, How was there a Coſtard broken in a ſhin? I will tell you ſencibly. Thou haſt no feeling of it Mh, I will ſpeake thee I Coſtard running out, that was ſafely within, Fell ouer the threſhold, and broke my ſhin. We will talke no more of this matter. Till there be m matter in the ſhin. Sirra Coſtard, I will infranchiſe then. O marrie me to one rancis, I ſmell ſome Lenuoy, ſome Gooſe in this. By my ſweete ſoule, I mean ▪ ſtting thee as libertiy. Enfreedoming thy perſon: thou wen emued, reſtrained, captiuated, bound. True, true, and now you wilbe my purgation, and let me looſe. I giue thee thy libertie, ſet thee from ditance, and in lewe thereof, impoſn thee nothing but th Bear this ſignificant to the countrey Maide Iaquenetta where is remuneration, for the beſt wd of mine honour, it rewarding my dependants. Mh, follow. Like the ſequll I, Sign Coſtard adew.