Anonymous · published 1598 · first performed or written 1590 [1588-1598; revised 1610] (Annals) romance · Unknown T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan typicality 0.75 · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.
Once walkeing with Segasto in the woods, Further than our accustomed manner was, Right before us down a steep fall hill, A monstrous ugly bear doth high him fast To meet us both, now whether this be true, I refer it to the credit of Segasto. Most true and like your majesty. How then? The bear being eager to obtain his pray; Made forward to us with an open mouth, As if he meant to swallow us both at once, The sight whereof did make us both to dread, But specially your daughter Amadine, Who for I saw no succour incident But in Segasto's valour, I grew desperate, And he most cowardlike began to fly. Left me distressed to be devoured of him, How say you Segasto is it not true? His silence verifies it to be true, what then; Then I amasded stressed all alone, Did high me fast to scape that ugly bear, But all in vain, for why he reached after me, And hardly I did oft escape his paws, Till at the length this shepherd came, And brought to me his head. Come hither boy, lo here it is, which I present unto your majesty. The slaughter of this bear deserves great fame. The slaughter of a man deserves great blame. Indeed occasion oftentimes so falls out. Tremelio in the wars. O King preserved thee, The shepherd in the woods o king preserved me. Tremelio fought when many men did yield. So would the shepherd had he been in field So would my master, had he not run aways. Tremelioes' force saved thousands from the foe. The shepherds force have saved thousand, more. Ay shipstickes, nothing else. Segasto cease to accuse the shepherd, His worthiness deserves a recompense, All we are bound to do the shepherd good: Shepherd, whereas it was my sentence, thou shouldst die, So shall my sentence stand, for thou shalt die. Thanks to your majesty. But soft Segasto, not for this offence, Long mayst thou live, and when the sisters shall decree To cut in twain the twisted thread of life, Then let him die, for this I set thee free, And for thy valour I will honour thee. Thanks to your majesty. Come daughter let us now depart, to honour the worthy valour of the shepherd with our rewards. O master hear you, you have made a fresh hand now you would be allow you, why what will you do now? you have lost me a good occupation by the means, Faith master now I cannot hang the shepherd, I pray you let me take the pains to hang you, it is but half an hours exercise. You are still in your knavery, but sith I cannot have his life I will procure his banishment for ever. Come on sirrah. Yes forsooth I come laugh at him I pray you. From Amadine and from her father's court, With gold and silver and with rich rewards, Flowing from the banks of golden tresuries, More may I boast and say but I, Was never shepherd in such dignity,
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Length
515 words · 653 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pancross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.755 (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)
Once vvalkeing vvith Segasto in the woods, Further then our accustomed maner vvas, Right before vs downe a steepe fal hill, A monstrous vgly beare doth hie him fast To meete vs both, now whether this bee trewe, I referre it to the cerdit of Segasto. Most trew and like your maiestie. How then? The beare being eager to obtaine his praie; Made forward to vs with an open mouth, As if he meant to swallow vs both at once, The sight whereof did make vs both to dread, But speciallie your daughter Amadine, Wo for I saw no succour incident But in Segastoes valour, I grew desperate, And he most cowardlike began to fly. Left me distrest to be deuourd of him, How say you Segasto is it not true? His silence verifies it to be true, what then; Then I amasded stressed all alone, Did hie me fast to scape that vglie beare, But all in vaine, for why he reached after me, And hardly I did oft escape his pawes, Till at the length this shepheard came, And brought to me his head. Come hither boy, loe heere it is, which I present vnto your maiestie. The slaughtr o this beare deserues great ame. The slaughter of a man desrues greate blame. Indeed occasion oftentimes so falles out. Tremelio in the wars. O King preserued thee, The shepheard in the woods o king preserued me. Tremelio fought when many men did yeeld. So would the shepheard had he bin in field So would my maister, had he not rn away Tremelioes force saued thousands from the oe The shepheards force haue saued thousand, more. Aye shipstickes, nothing else. Segasto cease to accuse the shepheard, His woorthynesse deserues a recompence, All we are bound to doe the shepheard good: Shepheard, whereas it was my sentence, thou shouldst die So shall my sentence stand, for thou shalt die. Thankes to your maistie. But soft Segasto, not for this offence, Long maist thou liue, and when the sisters shal decree To cut in twaine the twisted thread of life, Then let him die, for this I set thee free, And for thy valour I will honour thee. Thankes to your maiestie Come daughter let vs now departe, to honour the worthy valour of the shepheard with our rewards. O mayster heare you, you haue made a freshe hand now you would be lowe you, why what will you doe nowe? you haue lost me a good occupation by the meanes, Faith maister now I cannot hang the shepherd, I pray you let me take the paines to hang you, it is but halfe an houres exercise. You are still in your knauery, but ith I cannot haue his life I will procure his banishment for euer. Come on irra. Yes forsooth I come laugh at him I pray you. From Amadine and from her fathers court, With gold and siluer and vvith rich rewardes, Flowing from te bankes of golden tresuries, More may I boast and say but I, Was neuer shepheard in such dignitie,