Lyly, John · published 1601 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1588-1590] (Annals) pastoral; comedy · Children of Paul's (first) T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs typicality 0.87 · 528 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.
Sweet Niobe, the farther you did seem to be from me, the nearer I was to my death, which to make it more speedy, wished thee wings to she into the air, and myself lead on my heels to sink into the Sea. Well, my good Nymphs, yield let Ceres entreat you yield. I am content, so as Ramis, when he finds me cold in love, or hard in belief, he attribute it to his own folly; in that I retain some nature of the Rock, he changed me into. O my sweet Nisa, be what thou wilt, and let all thy imperfections be excused by me, so thou but say thou lovest me. I do. Happy Ramis. I consent, so as Montanus, when in the midst of his sweet delight, shall find some bitter overthwarts, impute it to his folly, in that he suffered me to be a Rose, that hath prickles with her pleasantness, as he is like to have with my love shrewdness. Let me bleed every minute with the prickles of the Rose, so I may enjoy but one hour the savour: love, fair Celia, and at thy pleasure comfort, and confound. I do. Fortunate Montanus. I yielded first in mind, though it be my course last to speak: but if Silvestris find me not ever at home, let him curse himself that gave me wings to fly abroad, whose feathers if his jealousy shall break, my policy shall nip. My sweet Niobe, fly whither thou wilt all day, so I may find thee in my nest at night, I will love thee, and belove thee. I am glad you are all agreed, enjoy your loves, and every one his delight. Thou Erisychthon art restored of Ceres, all the lovers pleased by Cupid, she joyful, I honoured. Now, Ladies, I will make such unspotted love among you, that there shall be no suspicion nor jar, no unkindness nor jealousy: but let all Ladies hereafter take heed, that they resist not love, which worketh wonders. I will charm my Nymphs, as they shall neither be so stately, as not to stoop to love, nor so light as presently to yield. Here is none but is happy: but do not as Hippomanes did, when by Venus' aid he won Atlanta, defile her Temple with unchaste desires and forgot to sacrifice vows. I will soar up into heaven, to settle the loves of the gods, that in earth have disposed the affections of men. I to my harvest, whose corn is now come out of the blade, into the ear, and let all this amorous troop to the temple of Venus, there to consummate what Cupid hath commanded. in the honour of Cupid, and Ceres, will solemnize this feast within my house, and learn, if it be not too late, again to love. But you Foresters were unkind, that in all my maladies would not visit me. Thou knowest, Erisychthon, that lovers visit none but their mistresses. Well, I will not take it unkindly, since all ends in kindness. Let it be so; these lovers mind nothing what we say. Yes, we attend on Ceres. Well, do.
nodes 416–437 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 21 of 21 in this edition
Length
528 words · 699 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T21 — Cupid, Venus and the nymphscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.870 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T21 · seed 44: T24 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sweete Niobe, the farther you did seeme to bee from me, the neerer I was to my death, which to make it more speedy, wisht thee wings to she into the ayre, and my selfe lead on my heeles to sinke into the Sea. Well, my good Nymphes, yeeld let Ceres intreat you yeeld. I am content, so as Ramis, when hee finds me cold in loue, or hard in beliefe, hee attribute it to his owne folly; in that I retaine some nature of the Rocke, he chaunged me into. O my sweete Nisa, bee what thou wilt, and let all thy imperfections bee excused by me, so thou but say thou louest me. I doe. Happie Ramis. I consent, so as Montanus, when in the midst of his sweete delight, shall find some bitter ouerthwarts, impute it to his folly, in that he suffered me to be a Rose, that hath prickles with her pleasantnes, as hee is like to haue with my loue shrewdnes. Let me bleed euerie minute with the prickles of the Rose, so I may enioy but one hower the sauour: loue, faire Celia, and at thy pleasure comfort, and confound. I doe. Fortunate Montanus. I yeelded first in mind, though it bee my course last to speake: but if Siluestris find me not euer at home, let him curse himselfe that gaue me wings to flie abroad, whose feathers if his iealousie shall breake, my policie shall nip. My sweete Niobe, flie whither thou wilt all day, so I may find thee in my nest at night, I will loue thee, and beloue thee. I am glad you are all agreed, enioy your loues, and euerie one his delight. Thou Erisicthon art restored of Ceres, all the louers pleased by Cupid, shee ioyfull, I honoured. Now, Ladies, I will make such vnspotted loue among you, that there shall bee no suspition nor iarre, no vnkindnesse nor iealousie: but let all Ladies heereafter take heede, that they resist not loue, which worketh wonders. I will charme my Nymphes, as they shall neither be so stately, as not to stoope to loue, nor so light as presently to yeeld. Here is none but is happie: but doe not as Hippomanes did, when by Venus ay hee wonne Atlanta, defile her Temple with vnchast desire nd forgot to sacrifice vowes. I will soare vp into heaue, to settle the loues of the gods, that in earth haue dispos'd the affections of men. I to my haruest, whose corne is now come out of the blade, into the eare, and let all this amorous troupe to the temple of Venus, ther to consummate what Cupid hath commaunded. Im the honour of Cupid, and Ceres, will solemnize this feast within my house, and learne, if it be not too late, againe to loue. But you Forresters were vnkind, that in all my maladies would not visit me. Thou knowest, Erisicthon, that louers visit none but their mistresses. Well, I wil not take it vnkindly, since all ends in kindnesse. Let it bee so; these louers mind nothing what we say. Yes, we attend on Ceres. Well, doe.