Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Midsummer Night's Dream · chunk 19 of 33

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.82 · 483 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.

You are unkind Demetrius; be not so, For you love Hermia; this you know I know; And here with all good will, with all my heart, In Hermias love I yield you up my part; And yours of Helena, to me bequeath, Whom I do love, and will do to my death. Never did mockers waste more idle breath. Lysander, keep thy Hermia, I will none: If ere I loved her, all that love is gone. My heart to her, but as guestwise sojourned, And now to Helen it is home returned, There to remain. It is not so. Disparage not the faith thou dost not know, Lest to thy peril thou abide it dear. Look where thy Love comes, yonder is thy dear. Dark night, that from the eye his function takes, The ear more quick of apprehension makes, Wherein it doth impair the seeing sense, It pays the hearing double recompense. Thou art not by mine eye, Lysander found, Mine ear (I thank it) brought me to that sound. But why unkindly didst thou leave me so? Why should he stay whom Love doth press to go? What love could press Lysander from my side? Lysander's love (that would not let him bide) Fair Helena; who more engilds the night, Then all you fiery oes, and eyes of light. Why seekest thou me? Can not this make thee know, The hate I bore thee, made me leave thee so? You speak not as you think; it cannot be. Lo, she is one of this confederacy, Now I perceive they have conjoined all three, To fashion this false sport in spite of me. Injurious Hermia, most ungrateful maid, Have you conspired, have you with these contrived To bait me, with this foul derision? Is all the counsel that we two have shared, The sister's vows, the hours that we have spent, When we have chid the hasty footed time, For parting us; O, is all forgot? All schooledaies friendship, childhood innocence? We Hermia, like two Artificial gods, Have with our needles, created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds Had been incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, seeming parted, But yet a union in partition, Two lovely berries moulded on one stem, So with two seeming bodies, but one heart, Two of the first life coats in Heraldry, Endue but to one and crowned with one crest. And will you rend our ancient love asunder; To join with men in scorning your poor friend? It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly. Our sex as well as I, may chide you for it, Though I alone do feel the injury. I am amazed at your passionate words, I scorn you not; It seems that you scorn me.
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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 996–1056 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 33 in this edition
Length483 words · 655 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T4 — Love-longing and the lover's complaint cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.816 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seedsseed 43: T2 · seed 44: T3 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
You are vnkind Demetrius; be not ſo, For you loue Hermia; this you know I know; And here with all good will, with all my heart, In Hermias loue I yeeld you vp my part; And yours of Helena, to me bequeath, Whom I do loue, and will do to my death. Neuer did mockers waſt more idle breth. Lyſander, keep thy Hermia, I will none: If ere I lou'd her, all that loue is gone. My heart to her, but as gueſt-wiſe ſoiourn'd, And now to Helen it is home return'd, There to remaine. It is not ſo. Diſparage not the faith thou doſt not know, Leſt to thy perill thou abide it deare. Looke where thy Loue comes, yonder is thy deare. Dark night, that from the eye his function takes, The eare more quicke of apprehenſion makes, Wherein it doth impaire the ſeeing ſenſe, It paies the hearing double recompence. Thou art not by mine eye, Lyſander found, Mine eare (I thanke it) brought me to that ſound. But why vnkindly didſt thou leaue me ſo? Why ſhould hee ſtay whom Loue doth preſſe to go? What loue could preſſe Lyſander from my ſide? Lyſanders loue (that would not let him bide) Faire Helena; who more engilds the night, Then all you fierie oes, and eies of light. Why ſeek'ſt thou me? Could not this make thee know, The hate I bare thee, made me leaue thee ſo? You ſpeake not as you thinke; it cannot be. Loe, ſhe is one of this confederacy, Now I perceiue they haue conioyn'd all three, To faſhion this falſe ſport in ſpight of me. Iniurious Hermia, moſt vngratefull maid, Haue you conſpir'd, haue you with theſe contriu'd To baite me, with this foule deriſion? Is all the counſell that we two haue ſhar'd, The ſiſters vowes, the houres that we haue ſpent, When wee haue chid the haſty footed time, For parting vs; O, is all forgot? All ſchooledaies friendſhip, child-hood innocence? We Hermia, like two Artificiall gods, Haue with our needles, created both one flower, Both on one ſampler, ſitting on one cuſhion, Both warbling of one ſong, both in one key; As if our hands, our ſides, voices, and mindes Had beene incorporate. So we grew together, Like to a double cherry, ſeeming parted, But yet a vnion in partition, Two louely berries molded on one ſtem, So with two ſeeming bodies, but one heart, Two of the firſt life coats in Heraldry, Due but to one and crowned with one creſt. And will you rent our ancient loue aſunder; To ioyne with men in ſcorning your poore friend? It is not friendly, 'tis not maidenly. Our ſexe as well as I, may chide you for it, Though I alone doe feele the iniurie. I am amazed at your paſſionate words, I ſcorne you not; It ſeemes that you ſcorne me.