Shakespeare, William · published 1600 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs typicality 0.83 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.
Nay, if Cupid have not spent all his quiver in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. I look for an earthquake too then. Well, you will temporize with the hours, in the mean time, good signor Benedick, repair to Leonatoes, commend me to him, and tell him I will not fail him at supper, for indeed he hath made great preparation. I have almost matter enough in me for such an Embassage, and so I commit you. To the tuition of God: from my house if I had it. The sixth of Iuly: your loving friend Benedick. Nay mock not, mock not, the body of your discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and the guards are but slightly basted on neither, ere you flout old ends any further, examine your conscience and so I leave you. My liege, your Highness now may do me good. My love is thine to teach, teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learn Any hard lesson that may do thee good. Hath Leonato any son, my lord? No child but Hero, she's his only heir: Dost thou affect her Claudio? O my lord, When you went onward on this ended action, I looked upon her with a soldiers eye, That liked, but had a rougher task in hand, Than to drive liking to the name of love: But now I am returned, and that warre-thoughts, Have left their places vacant: in their rooms, Come thronging soft and delicate desires, All prompting me how fair young Hero is, Saying I liked her ere I went to wars. Thou wilt be like a lover presently, And tyre the hearer with a book of words, If thou dost love fair Hero, cherish it, And I will break with her, and with her father, And thou shalt have her: wast not to this end, That thou beganst to twist so fine a story? How sweetly you do minister to love, That know loves grief by his complexion! But lest my liking might too sudden seem, I would have salude it with a longer treatise. What need the bridge much brother than the flood? The fairest grant is the necessity: Look what will serve is fit: 'tis once, thou lovest, And I will fit thee with the remedy, I know we shall have reveling to night, I will assume thy part in some disguise, And tell fair Hero I am Claudio, And in her bosom i'll unclasp my heart, And take her hearing prisoner with the force And strong encounter of my amorous tale: Then after to her father will I break, And the conclusion is, she shall be thine, In practice let us put it presently. How now brother, where is my cozen your son hath he provided this music? He is very busy about it, but brother, I can tell you strange news that you yet dreamt not of. Are they good?
nodes 100–149 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 42 in this edition
Length
492 words · 619 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T21 — Cupid, Venus and the nymphscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.833 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T21 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Nay, if Cupid haue not spent all his quiuer in Venice, thou wilt quake for this shortly. I looke for an earthquake too then. Well, you will temporize with the howres, in the meane time, good signior Benedicke, repaire to Leonatoes, commend me to him, and tell him I will not faile him at supper, for indeede he hath made great preparation. I haue almost matter enough in mee for suche an Embassage, and so I commit you. To the tuition of God: from my house if I had it. The sixt of Iuly: your louing friend Benedicke. Nay mocke not, mocke not, the body of your discourse is sometime guarded with fragments, and the guardes are but slightly basted on neither, ere you flowt old ends any further, examine your conscience and so I leaue you. My liege, your Highnesse nowe may doe mee good. My loue is thine to teach, teach it but how, And thou shalt see how apt it is to learne Any hard lesson that may do thee good. Hath Leonato any sonne, my lord? No childe but Hero, shees his onely heire: Doost thou affect her Claudio? O my lord, When you went onward on this ended action, I lookt vpon her with a souldiers eie, That likt, but had a rougher taske in hand, Than to driue liking to the name of loue: But now I am returnde, and that warre-thoughts, Haue left their places vacant: in their roomes, Come thronging soft and delicate desires, All prompting mee how faire yong Hero is, Saying I likt her ere I went to warres. Thou wilt be like a louer presently, And tire the hearer with a booke of words, If thou dost loue faire Hero, cherish it, And I wil breake with hir, and with her father, And thou shalt haue her: wast not to this end, That thou beganst to twist so fine a storie? How sweetly you do minister to loue, That know loues griefe by his complexion! But lest my liking might too sodaine seeme, I would haue salude it with a longer treatise. What need the bridge much broder then the flood? The fairest graunt is the necessitie: Looke what wil serue is fit: tis once, thou louest, And I wil fit thee with the remedie, I know we shall haue reuelling to night, I wil assume thy part in some disguise, And tell faire Hero I am Claudio, And in her bosome ile vnclaspe my heart, And take her hearing prisoner with the force And strong incounter of my amorous tale: Then after to her father will I breake, And the conclusion is, she shal be thine, In practise let vs put it presently. How now brother, where is my cosen your sonne hath he prouided this musique? He is very busie about it, but brother, I can tell you strange newes that you yet dreampt not of. Are they good?