Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Nice Wanton · chunk 10 of 10

Anonymous · published 1560 · first performed or written 1550 [1547-1553] (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 472 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T5: god, christ, david, sin, holy, israel, lord, mercy, sins, faith.

Before her death she believed that god of his mercy For Christ's sake, would save her eternally. If you do even so, ye need not despair, For god will freely remit your sins all, Christ hath paid the ransom, why should ye fear. To believe this and do well, to god for grace call. All worldly cares let pass and fall, And thus comfort my father, I pray you heartily, I have a little to say, I will come by and by. Right gentle audience, by this Interlude ye may se How dangerous it is, for the frailty of youth, Without good governance, to live at liberty, Such chances as these, oft happen of truth Many miscarry, it is the more ruth, By negligence of their elders, & not taking pain. In time good learning & qualities to attain. Therefore exhorting all parents to be diligent, In bringing up their children, yea to be circumspect Lest they fall to evil, be not negligent, But chastise them before they be sore infect: Accept their well doing in ill them reject, A young plant ye may plat & bow as the will, Where it groweth strong, there will it abide still Even so by children, in their tender age, Ye may work them like waxe● to your own intent But if ye suffer them long to live in outrages They will be sturdy and stiff, and will not relent: O ye children, let your time he well spent, Apply your learning and your elders obey, It will be your profit an other day. Now, for the queens Royal majesty let us pray, That god (in whose hands is the heart of all Queens,) May endue her highness with godly puissance alway that her grace may long reign & prosper in all things In gods word & justice may give light to all Queens Let us pray for the honourable council & nobility, that they may always counsel in wisdom with tranquillity, God save the Queen, the Realm and commonalty. It is good to be merry, But who came me merry? He that hath a pure conscience, He may well be merry. Who hath a pure conscience tell me? No man of himself, I ensure thee, Then must it follow of necessity, That no man can be merry. Purity itself may pureness give, you must ask it of God in true believe, Then will he give it, and none reprove, And so we may be merry. What is the practice of a conscience pure? To love and fear God, and other allure, And for his sake, to help his neighbour, Then may he well be merry. What shall he have, that can and will do this After this life, everlasting bliss, yet not by desert, but by gift iwis, There god make us all merry.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayNice Wanton
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1560
First performance / composition (Annals)1550 [1547-1553]
First performance (BritDrama)1550 [1547-1553]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 54 · TCP A14713 · DEEP 46
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 520–577 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 10 in this edition
Length472 words · 582 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T5 — Christian faith, sin and salvation at 0.720
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)
Before her death she beleued that god of his mercy For Christes sake, would saue her eternally. If you do euen so, ye nede not despaire, For god will frely remitte your sinnes all, Christe hath payed the raunsom, why shuld ye fear. To beleue this and do well, to god for grace call. All worldly cares let passe and fall, And thus comfort my father, I pray you hertely, I haue a lytle to say, I wyl come by and by. Right gentle audience, by thys Interlude ye mayse How daungerous it is, for the frailtye of youth, Without good gouernaunce, to lyue at libertye, Suche chaunces as these, oft happen of truth Many miscary, it is the more ruth, By negligence of their elders, & not taking payne. In tyme good learnyng & qualities to attayne. Therfore exhortyng al parentes to be diligent, In bringing vp their children, yea to be circumspect Least they fall to euill, be not negligent, But chastice them before they be sore infect: Accept their well doing in yll them reiect, A yonge plant ye may platte & bowe as y wyll, Where it groweth strong, there wyll it abyde styll Euen so by chyldren, in theyr tender age, Ye may worke them like waxe to your own entent But if ye suffer them longe to liue in outrage They wil be sturdy and stiffe, and will not relent: O ye chyldren, let your tyme he well spent, Applye your learnyng and your elders obey, It wil be your profit an other day. Now, for the Quenes Royal maiestie let vs pray, That god (in whose handes is ye hert of al Quenes,) Maye endue her highnes wt godly puissance alwaye that her grace may long raign & prosper in al things In gods word & iustice may giue light to al Quenes Let vs pray for the honorable councel & nobilitie, that they may alwayes coūsel in wisdō wt trāquility, ¶God saue the Quene, the Realme and cominaltie. ¶It is good to be mery, But who cam me mery? He that hath a pure conscience, He may well be mery. ¶Who hath a pure conscience tel me? No man of him self, I ensure the, Then must it folow of necessitie, That no man can be mery. ¶Puritie it selfe may purenes geue, you must aske it of God in true beleue, Then wyl he geue it, and none repreue, And so we may be mery. ¶What is the practice of a conscience pure? To loue and feare God, and other allure, And for his sake, to helpe hys neighbour, Then may he well be mery. ¶What shall he haue, that can and wil do this After this life, euerlasting blisse, yet not by desert, but by gyft ywisse, There god make vs all mery.