Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Queen's Arcadia (Arcadia Reformed) · chunk 28 of 41

Daniel, Samuel · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [Aug 30] (Annals)
pastoral · before the Court
unassigned nearest T22 Shepherds, flocks and Pan · 508 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T22: shepherd, pan, shepherds, love, sheep, flocks, fair, shepherdess, swain, away.

Well well come on to put us from this talk, Let us devise some sport to pass the time. Faith I have no great list to any sport. Nor I in troth 'tis farthest from my mind. Then let us tell old tales, repeat our dreams, Or any thing rather than think of love. And now you speak of dreams, in troth last night I was much troubled with a fearful dream. And truly Amarillis so was I. And now I do remember too, ay, had A foolish idle dream, and this it was: methought the fairest of Montanus lambs, And one he loved the best of all his flock, Was singled out, and chased b'a cruel cur, And in his hot pursuit makes towards me, (methought) for succour, and about me ran, As if it begged my aid to save his life, Which I long time deferred, and still looked on, And would not rescue it, until at length I saw it even quite worried out of breath, And panting at my feet and could no more: And then methought, I took it up from death, And cherished it with me, and brought it back. Home to Montanus, who was glad to see The poor recovered creature thus restored; And I myself was greatly pleased, methought, That by my hand so good a deed Was wrought, And Amarillis now tell us your dream? methought as I in Eremanthus walked A fearful wolf rushed forth from out a brake, And towards me makes with open hideous jaws From whom I ran with all the speed I could, T'escape my danger, and t'overtake One whom I saw before, that might lend aid To me distressed, but he, methought did run As fast from me, as I did from the beast. I cried to him, (but all in vain) to stay; The more I cried, the more he ran away; And after I, and after me the Wolf, So long, as I began to faint in mind, Seeing my despair before, my death behind: Yet ran I still, and lo, methought, at length A little he began to slack his pace, Which I perceiving, put to all my strength And ran, as if desire had winged my heels, And in the end methought recovered him. But never woman felt more joy it seemed To overtake a man, than I did him, By whom I 'scaped the danger I was in, That when I waked, as presently I waked, Touched with that sudden joy, which my poor heart God knows, had not been used unto of late: I found myself all in a moist faint sweat, Which that affrighting horror did beget, And though I were delivered of my fear, And felt this joy, yet did the trembling last Upon my heart, when now the fear was passed. This Amarillis may your good portend, That yet you may have comfort in the end. God grant I may, it is the thing I want. And now Dorinda tell us what you dreamed.
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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 1679–1739 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 28 of 41 in this edition
Length508 words · 639 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T22 — Shepherds, flocks and Pan at 0.679
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)
Well well come on to put vs from this talke, Let vs deuise some sporte to passe the time. Faith I haue no great list to any sporte. Nor I in troth 'tis farthest from my minde. Then let vs tell old tales, repeat our dreames, Or any thing rather then thinke of loue. And now you speake of dreames, in roth last night I was much troubled with a feareful dreame. And truly Amarillis so was I. And now I doe remember too, I, had A foolish idle dreame, and this it was: Me thought the fayrest of Montanus lambs, And one he lou'd the best of all his flock, Was singled out, and chac'd b'a cruell curre, And in his hote pursuit makes towards me, (Me thought) for succour, and about mee ran, As if it begd my ayde to saue his life, Which I long time deferrd, and still lookt on, And would not resue it, vntill at lenght I saw it euen quite wourtied out of breath, And panting at my feete and could no more: And then me thought, I tooke it vp from death, And cherisht it with mee, and brought it back. Home to Montanus, who was glad to see The poore recouerd creature thus restor'd; And I my selfe was greatly pleasd, me thought, That by my hand so good a deede Was wrought, And Amarillis now tell vs your dreame? Me thought as I in Eremanthus walkt A fearful woolfe rusht forth from out a brake, And towards me makes with open hideous From whom I ranne with all the speed I could, T'escape my danger, and t'ouertake One whom I saw before, that might lend ayde To me distrest, but he, me thought did runne As fast from me, as I did from the beast. I cride to him, (but all in vaine) to stay; The more I cride, the more he ranne away; And after I, and after me the Wolfe, So long, as I began to faint in minde, Seeing my despaire before, my death behinde: Yet ranne I still, and loe, me thought, at length A little he began to sack his pace, Which I perceiuing, put to all my strength And ranne, as if desire had wingd my heeles, And in the end me thought recou'red him. But neuer woman felt more ioy it seem'd To ouertake a man, then I did him, By whom I scapte the danger I was in, That when I wak'd, as presently I wak'd, Toucht with that sodaine ioy, which my poore heart God knowes, had not bene vsd vnto of late: I found my selfe all in a moist faint sweate, Which that affrighting horrour did beget, And though I were deliu'red of my feare, And felt this ioy, yet did the trembling last Vpon my heart, when now the feare was past. This Amarillis may your good portend, That yet you may haue comfort in the end. God grant I may, it is the thing I want. And now Dorinda tell vs what you dreamt.