Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma typicality 0.77 · 519 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
The course of heaven, and fate itself, in this Will CAESAR cross; much more all worldly custom. " Custom, in course of honour, ever errs: And they are best, whom fortune least prefers. HORACE hath (but more strictly) spoke our thoughts. The vast rude swinge of general confluence Is, in particular ends, exempt from sense: And therefore reason (which in right should be The special rector of all harmony) Shall show we are a man, distinct by it, From those, whom custom rapteth in her press. Ascend then, VIRGIL: and where first by chance We here have turned thy book, do thou first read. Great CAESAR hath his will: I will ascend. 'Twere simple injury to his free hand, That sweeps the cobwebs, from unused virtue, And makes her shine proportioned, to her worth. To be more nice to entertain his grace; Then he is choice and liberal to afford it. Gentlemen of our chamber, guard the doors, And let none enter, peace. Begin, good VIRGIL. meanwhile, the skies 'gan thunder; and in tail Of that, fell pouring storms of sleet, and hail: The Tyrian lords, and Trojan youth, each where With VENUS Dardan * nephew, now, in fear Seek out for several shelter through the plain; Whilst floods come rolling from the hills amain. DIDO a cave, The Trojan * Prince the same Lighted upon. There, earth, and heavens great * dame, That hath the charge of marriage, first gave sign Unto this contract; fire, and air did shine, As guilty of the match; and from the hill The nymphs, with shreekings, do the region fill. Here first began their bane; This day was ground Of all their ills: For now, nor rumours sound, Nor nice respect of state moves DIDO ought; Her love, no longer now, by stealth is sought: She calls this wedlock, and with that fair name Covers her fault. Forthwith the bruit, and fame, Through all the greatest Lybian towns, is gone; Fame, a fleet evil, than which is swifter none: That moving grows, and flying gathers strength; Little at first, and fearful; but at length She dares attempt the skies, and stalking proud With feet on ground, her head doth pierce a cloud! This child, our parent earth, stirred up with spite Of all the gods, brought forth; and, as some wright, She was last sister of that Giant * race, That thought to scale IOVES court; right swift of pace, And swifter, far, of wing: a monster vast, And dreadful. Look, how many plumes are placed On her huge corpse, so many waking eyes Stick underneath: and (which may stranger rise In the report) as many tongues she bears, As many mouths, as many listening ears. Nightly, in midst of all the heaven, she flies, And through the earth's dark shadow, shrieking, cries; Nor do her eyes once bend, to taste sweet sleep: By day, on tops of houses, she doth keep, Or on high towers; and doth thence affright Cities, and towns of most conspicuous site. As covetous she is of tales, and lies, As prodigal of truth: This monster, etc.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 1781–1843 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 44 of 57 in this edition
Length
519 words · 710 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T7 — The Trojan war: conflict and its aftermathcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.771 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T11 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
The course of heauen, and fate it selfe, in this Will CAESAR crosse; much more all worldly custome. "Custome, in course of honour, euer erres: "And they are best, whom fortune least preferres. HORACE hath (but more strictly) spoke our thoughts. The vast rude swinge of generall confluence Is, in particular ends, exempt from sense: And therefore reason (which in right should be The speciall rector of all harmonie) Shall shew we are a man, distinct by it, From those, whom custome rapteth in her preasse. Ascend then, VIRGIL: and where first by chance We here haue turn'd thy booke, doe thou first reade. Great CAESAR hath his will: I will ascend. 'Twere simple iniurie to his free hand, That sweepes the cobwebs, from vn-vsed vertue, And makes her shine proportion'd, to her worth. To be more nice to entertaine his grace; Then he is choise and liberall to afford it. Gentlemen of our chamber, guard the doores, And let none enter, peace. Begin, good VIRGIL. Meane while, the skies 'gan thunder; and in taile Of that, fell powring stormes of sleet, and haile: The Tyrian lords, and Troian youth, each where With VENVS Dardane nephew, now, in feare Seeke out for seuerall shelter through the plaine; Whil'st flouds come rowling from the hills amaine. DIDO a caue, The Troian Prince the same Lighted vpon. There, earth, and heauens great dame, That hath the charge of marriage, first gaue signe Vnto this contract; fire, and aire did shine, As guiltie of the match; and from the hill The nymphs, with shreekings, doe the region fill. Here first began their bane; This day was ground Of all their ills: For now, nor rumours sound, Nor nice respect of state mooues DIDO ought; Her loue, no longer now, by stealth is sought: Shee calls this wedlocke, and with that faire name Couers her fault. Forth-with the bruit, and fame, Through all the greatest Lybian townes, is gone; Fame, a fleet euill, then which is swifter none: That mouing growes, and flying gathers strength; Little at first, and fearefull; but at length Shee dares attempt the skies, and stalking proud With feet on ground, her head doth pierce a cloud! This child, our parent earth, stird vp with spight Of all the gods, brought forth; and, as some wright, Shee was last sister of that Giant race, That thought to scale IOVES court; right swift of pase, And swifter, far, of wing: a monster vast, And dreadfull. Looke, how many plumes are plac't On her huge corps, so many waking eyes Sticke vnderneath: and (which may stranger rise In the report) as many tongues shee beares, As many mouthes, as many listning eares. Nightly, in midst of all the heauen, shee flies, And through the earths darke shaddow, shreeking, cries; Nor doe her eyes once bend, to taste sweet sleepe: By day, on tops of houses, shee doth keepe, Or on high towers; and doth thence affright Cities, and townes of most conspicuous site. As couetous shee is of tales, and lies, As prodigall of truth: This monster, &c.