Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 16 of 41

Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals)
pastoral · before the Court
unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 484 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.

Well met good Alcon, this falls happily, That we two thus encounter all alone, Who had not any conference scarce this month. In troth I longed to hear how you proceed, In your new practice, here among, these swains, For you and I must grace each other's Art; Though you knew me, when I in Patras dwelled, And waited on a poor physicians man, And I knew you a Pronotories boy, That wrote Indentures at the Town house door. Yet are you here, now a great man of law, And I a grave Physician full of skill, And here we two are held the only men. But how thrive you in your new practice now? Alcon in troth not any thing to speak, For these poor people of Arcadia here, Are so contented each man with his own, As they desire no more, nor will be drawn, To any contestation, nor indeed Is there yet any frame composed, whereby Contention may proceed in practic form? For If they had this form once to contend, Then would they brawl and wrangle without end. For then might they be taught, and counselled how To litigate perpetually you know; And so might I be sure to do some good: But having here no matter where upon To furnish real actions, as else where, No tenures, but a customary hold Of what they have from their progenitors Common, without individuity; No purchasings, no contracts, no commerce, No politic commands, no services, No general Assemblies but to feast And to delight themselves with fresh pastimes; How can I hope that ever I shall thrive? Is't possible that a society Can with so little noise, and sweat subsist? It seems it may, before men have transformed Their state of nature in so many shapes Of their own managements, and are cast out Into confusion by their knowledges. And either I must pack me hence, or else Must labour wholly to dissolve the frame, And composition, of their strange built state. Which now I seek to do, by drawing them To apprehend of these proprieties Of mine and thine and teach them to encroach And get them states apart, & private shares. And this I have already set a work If it will take, for I have met with two The aptest spirits the country yields, I know, Montanus, and Acrisius, who are both Old, and both choloric, and both perverse, And both inclinable to Avarice And if there quarrel hold, as 'tis begun I do not doubt, but all the rest will on. And if the worst should fall, if I could gain The reputation but to arbitrate, And sway their strifes, I would get well by that. 'tis marvel, that there long and easy peace That fosters plenty, and gives nought to do, Should not with them beget contention too, As well as other where we see it doth.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed)
AuthorDaniel, Samuel
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [Aug 30]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [Aug]
Theaterbefore the Court;at University;
Genre (British Drama)pastoral
Play typeUniversity/Inns of Court;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 534 · TCP A19835 · DEEP 420
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 935–998 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 16 of 41 in this edition
Length484 words · 621 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T35 — Fools, wit and railing at 0.697
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)
Well met good Alcon, this falles happilie, That we two thus incounter all alone, Who had not any conference scarse this moneth. In troth I longd to heare how you proceed, In your new practise, here among, these swaines, For you and I must grace each others Arte; Though you knew me, when I in Paras dwelt, And waited on a poore Phisitions man, And I knew you a Pronotories boy, That wrote Indentues at the Towne house dore. Yet are you here, now a great man of law, And I a graue Phisition ull of skill, And here we two are held the onely men. But how thriue you in your new practise now? Alcon in troth not any thing to speake, For these poore people of Arcadia here, Are so contented each man with his owne, As they desire no more, nor will be drawne, To any contestation, nor indeed Is there yet any frame composd, whereby Contention may proceede in practicke forme? For If they had this forme once to contend, Then would they brawle and wrangle without end. For then might they be taught, and concell'd how To litigate perpetually you know; And so might I be sure to doo some good: But hauing here no matter where vpon To furnish reall actions, as els where, No tenures, but a consumarie hold Of what they haue from their progenitors Common, with out indiuiduitie; No purchasings, no contracts, no comerse, No politique commands, no seruices, No generall Assemblies but to feast And to delight themselues with fresh pastimes; How can I hope that euer I shall thriue? Ist possible that a societie Can with so little noyse, and sweat subsist? It seemes it may, before men haue transform'd Their state of nature in so many shapes Of their owne managements, and are cast out Into confusion by their knowledges. And either I must packe me hence, or el Must labour wholy to dissolue the frame, And composition, of their strange bult state. Which now I seeke to doe, by drawing them To appr'hend of these proprieties Of mine and thine and teach them to in croch And get them states apart, & priuate shares. And this I haue already set a worke If it will take, for I haue met with two The aptest spirits the country yelds, I know, Monanus, and Acrisius, who are both Old, and both choloricke, and bothperuerse, And both inchnable to Aarice And if there quarrell hold, as tis begun I do not doubt, but all the rest will on. And if the worst should fall, if I could gaine The reputation but to arbitrate, And sway their strifes, I would get well by that. Tis maruayle, that there long and easie peace That fosters plentie, and giues nought to doe, Should not with them beget contention too, As well as other where we see it doth.