Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 24 of 42

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 482 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins, And there is such confusion in my powers, As after some oration fairly spoke By a beloved Prince, there doth appear Among the buzzing pleased multitude, Where every something being blended together, Turns to a wild of nothing, save of joy Expressed, and not expressed: but when this ring Parts from this finger, than parts life from hence, O then be bold to say Bassanio's dead. My Lord and Lady, it is now our time That have stood by and seen our wishes prosper, To cry good joy, good joy my Lord and Lady. My Lord Bassanio, and my gentle Lady, I wish you all the joy that you can wish: For I am sure you can wish none from me: And when your Honours mean to solemnize The bargain of your faith: I do beseech you Even at that time I may be married too. With all my heart, so thou canst get a wife. I thank your Lordship, you gave got me one. My eyes my Lord can look as swift as yours: You saw the mistress, I beheld the maid: You loved, I loved for intermission, No more pertains to me my Lord then you; Your fortune stood upon the caskets there, And so did mine too, as the matter falls: For wooing here until I swet again, And swearing till my very rough was dry With oaths of love, at last, if promise last, I got a promise of this fair one here To have her love: provided that your fortune Achieved her mistress. Is this true Nerrissa? Madam it is so, so you stand pleased withal. And do you Gratiano mean good faith? Yes faith my Lord. Our feast shall be much honoured in your marriage. we'll play with them the first boy for a thousand ducats. What and stake down? No, we shall ne'er win at that sport, and stake down. But who comes here? Lorenzo and his Infidel? What and my old Venetian friend Salerio? Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hither, If that the youth of my new interest here Have power to bid you welcome: by your leave I bid my very friends and Countrymen Sweet Portia welcome. So do I my Lord, they are entirely welcome. I thank your honour; for my part my Lord, My purpose was not to have seen you here, But meeting with Salerio by the way, He did entreat me past all saying nay To come with him along. I did my Lord, And I have reason for it, Signior Anthonio Commends him to you. Ere I open his Letter I pray you tell me how my good friend doth. Not sick my Lord, unless it be in mind, Nor well, unless in mind: his Letter there Will show you his estate.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice)
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1596 [1596-1598]
First performance (BritDrama)1596 [1596-1598]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 393 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.09
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 1150–1212 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 42 in this edition
Length482 words · 609 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.837
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)
Maddam, you haue bereft me of all words, Onely my bloud ſpeakes to you in my vaines, And there is ſuch confuſion in my powers, As after ſome oration fairely ſpoke By a beloued Prince, there doth appeare Among the buzzing pleaſed multitude, Where euery ſomething being blent together, Turnes to a wilde of nothing, ſaue of ioy Expreſt, and not expreſt: but when this ring Parts from this finger, then parts life from hence, O then be bold to ſay Baſſanio's dead. My Lord and Lady, it is now our time That haue ſtood by and ſeene our wiſhes proſper, To cry good ioy, good ioy my Lord and Lady. My Lord Baſſanio, and my gentle Lady, I wiſh you all the ioy that you can wiſh: For I am ſure you can wiſh none from me: And when your Honours meane to ſolemnize The bargaine of your faith: I doe beſeech you Euen at that time I may be married too. With all my heart, ſo thou canſt get a wife. I thanke your Lordſhip, you gaue got me one. My eyes my Lord can looke as ſwift as yours: You ſaw the miſtres, I beheld the maid: You lou'd, I lou'd for intermiſſion, No more pertaines to me my Lord then you; Your fortune ſtood vpon the caskets there, And ſo did mine too, as the matter falls: For wooing heere vntill I fwet againe, And ſwearing till my very rough was dry With oathes of loue, at laſt, if promiſe laſt, I got a promiſe of this faire one heere To haue her loue: prouided that your fortune Atchieu'd her miſtreſſe. Is this true Nerriſſa? Madam it is ſo, ſo you ſtand pleas'd withall. And doe you Gratiano meane good faith? Yes faith my Lord. Our feaſt ſhall be much honored in your marriage. Weele play with them the firſt boy for a thouſand ducats. What and ſtake downe? No, we ſhal nere win at that ſport, and ſtake downe. But who comes heere? Lorenzo and his Infidell? What and my old Venetian friend Salerio? Lorenzo and Salerio, welcome hether, If that the youth of my new intereſt heere Haue power to bid you welcome: by your leaue I bid my verie friends and Countrimen Sweet Portia welcome. So do I my Lord, they are intirely welcome. I thanke your honor; for my part my Lord, My purpoſe was not to haue ſeene you heere, But meeting with Salerio by the way, He did intreate mee paſt all ſaying nay To come with him along. I did my Lord, And I haue reaſon for it, Signior Anthonio Commends him to you. Ere I ope his Letter I pray you tell me how my good friend doth. Not ſicke my Lord, vnleſſe it be in minde, Nor wel, vnleſſe in minde: his Letter there Wil ſhew you his eſtate.