Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Love's Labor's Lost · chunk 24 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 T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs · 473 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.

Your Mistresses dare never come in rain, For fear their colours should be washed away. TTwere good yours did: for sir to tell you plain, I'll find a fairer face not washed to day. I'll prove her fair, or talk till doomse-day here. No Devil will fright thee then so much as she. I never knew man hold vile stuff so dear. Look, here's thy love, my foot and her face see. O if the streets were paved with thine eyes, Her feet were much too dainty for such tread. O vile, then as she goes what upward lies? The street should see as she walked over head. But what of this, are we not all in love? O nothing so sure, and thereby all forsworn. Then leave this chat, and good Berowne now prove Our loving lawful, and our faith not torn. I marry there, some flattery for this evil. O some authority how to proceed, Some tricks, some quillets, how to cheat the devil. Some salve for perjury. O 'tis more than need. Have at you then affections men at arms, For Charity itself fulfilles the Law: And who can sever Love from Charity. Saint Cupid then and Soldiers to the field. Advance your standars, and upon them Lords. Pell, mell, down with them: but be first advisd, In conflict that you get the Sun of them. Now to plain dealing▪ Lay these glozes by, Shall we resolve to woe these girls of France? And win them too, therefore let us devise, Some entertainment for them in their Tents. First from the Park let us conduct them thither, Then homeward every man attach the hand Of his fair Mistress, in the after noon We will with some strange pastime solace them: Such as the shortness of the time can shape, For Revels, Dances, Masks, and merry hours, Forerun fair Love, strewing her way with flowers. Away, away, no time shallbe omitted, That will be time and may by us befitted. Alone alone sowed Cockle, reaped no Corn, And justice always whirls in equal measure: Light Wenches may prove plagues to men for some, If so our Copper bees no better treasure. Satis quid sufficit. I praise God for you sir, your reasons at Dinner have been sharp & sententious: pleasant without scurillitie, witty without affection, audacious without impudency, learned without opinion, and strange without heresy: I did converse this quondam day with a companion of the kings, who is entitled, nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armatho. Novi▪ hominum tanquam te, His humour is lofty, his discourse peremptory: his tongue filed, his eye ambitious, his gate majestical, and his general behaviour vain, ridiculous, & thrasonical. He is too picked, to spruce, too affected, to odd as it were, too peregrinate as I may call it. A most singular and choice Epithat,
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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 1144–1192 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 37 in this edition
Length473 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T21 — Cupid, Venus and the nymphs at 0.767
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)
Your Miſtreſſes dare neuer come in raine, For feare their colours ſhould be waſht away. Twere good yours did: for ſir to tell you plaine, Ile finde a fayrer face not waſht to day. Ile proue her faire, or talke till doomſe-day heere. No Diuel will fright thee then ſo much as ſhee. I neuer knew man holde vile ſtuffe ſo deare. Looke, heer's thy loue, my foote and her face ſee. O if the ſtreetes were paued with thine eyes, Her feete were much too daintie for ſuch tread. O vile, then as ſhe goes what vpward lyes? The ſtreete ſhould ſee as ſhe walkt ouer head. But what of this, are we not all in loue? O nothing ſo ſure, and thereby all forſworne. Then leaue this chat, and good Berowne now proue Our louing lawfull, and our fayth not torne. I marie there, ſome flatterie for this euyll. O ſome authoritie how to proceede, Some tricks, ſome quillets, how to cheate the diuell. Some ſalue for periurie. O tis more then neede. Haue at you then affections men at armes, For Charitie it ſelfe fulfilles the Law: And who can ſeuer Loue from Charitie. Saint Cupid then and Souldiers to the fielde. Aduaunce your ſtandars, and vpon them Lords. Pell, mell, downe with them: but be firſt aduiſd, In conflict that you get the Sunne of them. Now to plaine dealing▪ Lay theſe glozes by, Shall we reſolue to woe theſe gyrles of Fraunce? And winn them too, therefore let vs deuiſe, Some enterteinment for them in their Tentes. Firſt from the Parke let vs conduct them thither, Then homeward euery man attach the hand Of his faire Miſtres, in the after noone We will with ſome ſtrange paſtime ſolace them: Such as the ſhortneſſe of the time can ſhape, For Reuels, Daunces, Maſkes, and merrie houres, Forerunne faire Loue, ſtrewing her way with flower. Away, away, no time ſhalbe omitted, That will be time and may by vs befitted. Alone alone ſowed Cockell, reapt no Corne, And Iuſtice alwayes whirles in equall meaſure: Light Wenches may proue plagues to men forſome, If ſo our Copper byes no better treaſure. Satis quid ſufficit. I prayſe God for you ſir, your reaſons at Dinner haue been ſharpe & ſententious: pleaſant without ſcurillitie, wittie without affection, audatious without impudencie, learned without opinion, and ſtrange without hereſie: I did conuerſe this quondam day with a companion of the kings, who is intituled, nominated, or called, Don Adriano de Armatho. Noui▪ hominum tanquam te, His humour is loftie, his diſcourſe peremptorie: his tongue fyled, his eye ambitious, his gate maieſticall, and his generall behauiour vaine, rediculous, & thraſonicall. He is too picked, to ſpruce, too affected, to od as it were, too peregrinat as I may call it. A moſt ſinguler and choyce Epithat,