Anonymous · published 1598 · first performed or written 1590 [1588-1598; revised 1610] (Annals) romance · Unknown T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan typicality 0.76 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.
well, sir aways. Tremelio this it is, thou knowest the valour of Segasto Spread through all the kingdom of Arragon, And such as hath found triumph and favours, Never daunted at any time, but now a shepherd, Admired at in court for worthiness. And Segasto's honour laid a side. My will therefore is this, that thou dost find some means to work the shepherds death, I know thy strength sufficient to perform my desire, & thy love no other wise then to revenge my injuries. It is not the frowns of a shepherd that Tremelio fears. Therefore account it accomplished, what I take in have Thanks good Tremelio, and assure thyself, What I promise that will I perform. Thanks my good Lord, and in good time See where he cometh, stand by a while. And you shall see me put in practise your intented, drifts. Have at thee swain, if that I hit thee right. Vild coward, so without cause to strike a man. Turn coward turn, now strike and do thy worst. Hold shepherd hold, spare him, kill him not, ccursed villain, tell me what hast thou done. Ah Tremelio, trusty Tremelio, I sorrow for thy death, And since that thou living, didst prove faithful to Segasto, so Segasto now living shall honour the dead corpses of Tremlio with revenge. Blood thirsty villain, borne and bred to merciless murder, Tell me how durst thou be so bold. As once to lay thy hands upon the least of mine. Assure thyself, thou shalt be used according to the law. Segasto cease, these threats are needless Accuse not me of murder, that have done nothing but in mine own defence. Nay shepherd reason not with me. I'll manifest thy fact unto the King: Whose doom will be thy death as thou deservest, What ho, Mouse come away. Why how now, what's the matter. I thought you would be calling before I had done. Come help away with my friend. Why is he drunk, cannot he stand on his feet. No, he is not drunk, he is slain. Slain, no by Lady he is not slain. he's killed I tell thee. What, do you use to kill your friends. I will serve you no longer. I tell thee the shepherd killed him. O did a so, but master, I will have all his apparel if I carry him away. Why so thou shalt. Come then I will help, mass master I think his mother song looby to him he is so heavy. behold the fickle state of man, always mutable, never at one. Sometimes we feed on fancies with the sweet of our desires. Sometimes again we feel the heat of extreme misery. Now am I infavour about the court and country. To morrow those favours will turn to frowns, To daie I live revenged on my foe, To morrow I die, my foe revenged on me,
nodes 317–369 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 22 in this edition
Length
485 words · 636 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pancross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.756 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T24 · seed 44: T1 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Wel sir away Tremelio this it is, thou knowest the valour of Segasto Spred through all the kingdome of Arragon, And such as hath found triumph and fauours, Neuer daunted at any tyme, but now a shepherd, Admired at in court for worthynesse. And Segastoes honour layd a side. My wil therefore is this, that thou dost find som meanes to worke the shepheardes death, I know thy strengh sufficient to performe my desire, & thy loue no other wise then to reuenge my iniuries. It is not the frownes of a shepheard that Tremelio feares. Therefore account it accomplished, what I take in hane Thankes good Tremelio, and assure thy selfe, What I promise that will I performe. Thankes my good Lord, and in good time See where he commeth, stand by a while. And you shall see me put in practise your intented, driftes. Haue at thee swaine, if that I hit thee right. Vild coward, so without cause to strike a man. Turne coward turne, now strike and doe thy woorst. Hould shepheard hould, spare him, kill him not, ccursed villaine, tell me what hast thou done. Ah Tremelio, trustie Tremelio, I sorrow for thy death, And since that thou liuing, didst prooue faithfull to Segasto, so Segasto now liuing shall honoure the dead corpes of Tremlio with reuenge. Bloud thristy villaine, borne and bredde to mercilesse murther, Tell me how durst thou be so bold. As once to lay thy hands vpon the least of mine. Assure thy selfe, thou shalt be vsd according to the law. Segasto cease, these threats are needlesse Accuse not me of murther, that haue done nothing but in mine owne defence. Nay shepheard reason not with me. Ile manifest thy fact vnto the King: Whose doome will be thy death as thou deserust, What hoe, Mouse come away. Why hovv novv, vvhats the matter. I thougt you would be calling before I had done. Come helpe away with my friend. Why is he drunke, cannot he stand on his feet. No, he is not drunke, he is slaine. Flaine, no by Ladie he is not flaine. Hees kild I tell thee. What, doe you vse to kil your friends. I will serue you no longer. I tell thee the shepheard kild him. O did a so, but master, I will haue al his appael if I carry him away. Why so thou shalt. Come then I will healpe, mas master I thinke his mother song looby to him he is so heauie. behold the fickle state of man, alwaies mutable, neuer at one. Somtimes we feed on fancies with the sweete of our desires. Somtimes againe vve feele the heat of extreame miserie. Novv am I infauour about the court and countrie. To morrovv those fauours vvill turne to frovvnes, To daie I liue reuenged on my foe, To morrovv I die, my foe reuenged on me,