Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Midsummer Night's Dream · chunk 14 of 33

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses · 473 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.

Doth the Moon shine that night we play our play? A Calendar, a Calendar, look in the Almanac, find out Moonshine, find out Moonshine. Yes, it doth shine that night. Why then may you leave a casement of the great chamber window (where we play) open, and the Moon may shine in at the casement. I, or else one must come in with a bush of thorns and a lantern, and say he comes to disfigure, or to present the person of Moonshine. Then there is another thing, we must have a wall in the great Chamber; for Pyramus and Thisbe (says the story) did talk through the chink of a wall. You can never bring in a wall. What say you Bottom? Some man or other must present wall, and let him have some Plaster, or some Loam, or some rough cast about him, to signify wall; or let him hold his fingers thus; and through that cranny, shall Pyramus and Thisbe whisper. If that may be, than all is well. Come, sit down every mother's son, and rehearse your parts. Pyramus, you begin; when you have spoken your speech, enter into that Brake, and so every one according to his cue. What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here, So near the Cradle of the Fairy Queen? What, a Play toward? I'll be an auditor, An Actor too perhaps, if I see cause. Speak Pyramus: Thisbe stand forth. Thisbe, the flowers of odious favours sweet. Odours, odours. Odours favours sweet, So hath thy breath, my dearest Thisbe dear. But hark, a voice: stay thou but here a while, And by and by I will to thee appear. A stranger Pyramus, then ere played here. Must I speak now? I marry must you. For you must understand he goes but to see a noise that he heard, and is to come again. Most radiant Pyramus, most Lily white of hue, Of colour like the red rose on triumphant briar, Most brisky Iwenall, and eke most lovely Iew, As true as truest horse, that yet would never tire, I'll meet thee Pyramus, at Ninnies tomb. Ninus tomb man: why, you must not speak that yet; that you answer to Pyramus: you speak all your part at once, cues and all. Pyramus enter, your cue is past; it is never tire. O, as true as truest horse, that yet would never tire: If I were fair, Thisbe I were only thine. O monstrous. O strange. We are haunted; pray masters, fly masters, help. I'll follow you, I'll lead you about a Round, Through bog, through bush, through brake, through briar, Sometime a horse I'll be, sometime a hound: A hog, a headless bear, sometime a fire, And neigh, and bark, and grunt, and roar, and burn, Like horse, hound, hog, bear, fire, at every turn.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA Midsummer Night's Dream
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1596 [1594-1596]
First performance (BritDrama)1595 [1594-1598]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 387 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.08
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 736–772 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 33 in this edition
Length473 words · 669 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T24 — Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses at 0.676
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)
Doth the Moone ſhine that night wee play our play? A Calender, a Calender, looke in the Almanack, finde out Moone-ſhine, finde out Moone-ſhine. Yes, it doth ſhine that night. Why then may you leaue a caſement of the great chamber window (where we play) open, and the Moone may ſhine in at the caſement. I, or elſe one muſt come in with a buſh of thorns and a lanthorne, and ſay he comes to disfigure, or to preſent the perſon of Moone-ſhine. Then there is another thing, we muſt haue a wall in the great Chamber; for Piramus and Thisby (ſaies the ſtory) did talke through the chinke of a wall. You can neuer bring in a wall. What ſay you Bottome? Some man or other muſt preſent wall, and let him haue ſome Plaſter, or ſome Lome, or ſome rough caſt about him, to ſignifie wall; or let him hold his fingers thus; and through that cranny, ſhall Piramus and Thisby whiſper. If that may be, then all is well. Come, ſit downe euery mothers ſonne, and rehearſe your parts. Piramus, you begin; when you haue ſpoken your ſpeech, enter into that Brake, and ſo euery one according to his cue. What hempen home-ſpuns haue we ſwaggering here, So neere the Cradle of the Faierie Queene? What, a Play toward? Ile be an auditor, An Actor too perhaps, if I ſee cauſe. Speake Piramus: Thisby ſtand forth. Thisby, the flowers of odious fauors ſweete. Odours, odours. Odours fauors ſweete, So hath thy breath, my deareſt Thisby deare. But harke, a voyce: ſtay thou but here a while, And by and by I will to thee appeare. A ſtranger Piramus, then ere plaid here. Muſt I ſpeake now? I marry muſt you. For you muſt vnderſtand he goes but to ſee a noyſe that he heard, and is to come againe. Moſt radiant Piramus, moſt Lilly white of hue, Of colour like the red roſe on triumphant bryer, Moſt brisky Iuuenall, and eke moſt louely Iew, As true as trueſt horſe, that yet would neuer tyre, Ile meete thee Piramus, at Ninnies toombe. Ninus toombe man: why, you muſt not ſpeake that yet; that you anſwere to Piramus: you ſpeake all your part at once, cues and all. Piramus enter, your cue is paſt; it is neuer tyre. O, as true as trueſt horſe, that yet would neuer tyre: If I were faire, Thisby I were onely thine. O monſtrous. O ſtrange. We are hanted; pray maſters, flye maſters, helpe. Ile follow you, Ile leade you about a Round, Through bogge, through buſh, through brake, through bryer, Sometime a horſe Ile be, ſometime a hound: A hogge, a headleſſe beare, ſometime a fire, And neigh, and barke, and grunt, and rore, and burne, Like horſe, hound, hog, beare, fire, at euery turne.