Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Isle of Gulls · chunk 19 of 42

Day, John · published 1606 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.74 · 513 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

In our wedding ring, Time, place, and hour, indeed in every thing: The day appointed, and each thing in frame, I thought each hour an age until it came, Well, come it is, the morning once in sight, I thought it ten times longer till 'twas night. At dinner time methought I swelled with pride To be drunk to by name of Mistress bride, Music spoke loud, no delicates were scant, Yet still methought another thing did want, For sure thought I, there's something in a man That wives love well, hope brides may wish it than. Long looked for comes at last, to bed we go. Would I had dreamt I might ha' done so to. My bed-mate turned, and as he would ha' spoke I sweet with fear, and in that fear I woke, But seeing my kind bedfellow was gone, Lord how it chafed me that I waked so soon, One minutes dreaming longer, I had tried, The difference twixt a virgin and a bride. O 'twould ha' vexed a saint, my blood would burn To be so near, and miss so good a turn. And so did mine to I warrant you, nay though I be but a little pot, I shall be as soon hot as another. You should not be my sister else. Nor my mother's daughter neither. And in good earnest we are not fathered much amiss. Are you advised of that, and i'faith tell me, what think you of your servant Dorus. As of a sweet Almond in a rugged shell, the sun in a cloud, or a wealthy diamond in a rock, indeed clean contrary to the world, he wears the worst side outward, & is much better than he seems: but what think you of your manly Amazon. Nay the sport is I know not what to think, Zelmane's humour would afford project for a pretty Court comedy, my father courts her for a woman, and as I fear she is, my mother dotes upon her for a man, and as I wish he were, and that with such an ardour of affection, that I could find in my heart to turn my mother out of the company, and play the lovers part myself. however man or woman, the jest holds currant in one. I know not what knavish motion hath had to do with my thought, but my mind tells me that your servant Dorus & my Amazon, are other than they seem: and here he comes. Why how now madam, Ladies gadding, is this the obedience of your father's charge. Pardon Mistress Miso, 'twas my doing and the Dukes. But the Duchess will like neither the Duke's doings nor yours neither in this case I can tell you. The Duke stays your coming & yet the duchess is very desirous on't, my husbands is in the next Arbour to man you. For you Lady, my presence be your privilege. Miso should be either a hangman or a Herald, for she never comes amongst us, but she quarters our company and arms.
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PlayThe Isle of Gulls
AuthorDay, John
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1606
First performance (BritDrama)1606 [Feb]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 555 · TCP A19976 · DEEP 443
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 596–630 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 42 in this edition
Length513 words · 650 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.740 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T0 · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
In our wedding ring, Time, place, and howre, indeede in euery thing: The day appointed, and each thing in frame, I thought each howre an age vntill it came, VVell, come it is, the morning once in ſight, I thought it tenne times longer till twas night. At dinner time me thought I ſweld with pride To be drunke to by name of Miſtris bride, Muſicke ſpake loude, no delicates were ſcant, Yet ſtill me thought another thing did want, For ſure thought I, theres ſomething in a man That wiues loue well, hope brides may wiſh it than. Long lookt for comes at laſt, to bed we goe. Would I had dreampt I might ha done ſo to. My bed-mate turnd, and as he would ha ſpoke I ſwet with feare, and in that feare I woke, But ſeeing my kind bed-fellow was gone, Lord how it chaft me that I wakt ſo ſoone, One minuts dreaming longer, I had tride, The difference twixt a virgin and a bride. O twould ha vext a ſaint, my blood would burne To be ſo neere, and miſſe ſo good a turne. And ſo did mine to I warrant you, nay tho I be but a little pot, I ſhall be as ſoone hote as another. You ſhould not be my ſiſter elſe. Nor my mothers daughter neither. And in good earneſt we are not fatherd much amis. Are you auid of that, and yfaith tell me, what thinke you of your ſeruant Dorus. As of a ſweet Almond in a rugged ſhell, the ſun in a clowde, or a welthy diamond in a rock, indeede cleane contrary to the world, he weares the worſt ſide outward, & is much better then he ſeemes: but what thinke you of your manly Amazon. Nay the ſport is I know not what to thinke, Zelmanes humor would afford proiect for a prettie Court comedie, my father courts her for a woman, and as I feare ſhee is, my mother doares vppon her for a man, and as I wiſh he were, and that with ſuch an ardor of affection, that I could find in my hart to turne my mother out of the companie, and play the louers part my ſelfe. How euer man or woman, the ieſt holds currant in one. I knowe not what knauiſh motion hath had to doe with my thought, but my mind tells me that your ſeruant Dorus & my Amazon, are other then they ſeeme: and heere he comes. Why how now madam, Ladies gadding, is this the obedience of your fathers charge. Pardon Miſtris Miſo, twas my dooing and the Dukes. But the Dutches wl like neither the Dukes doings nor yours neither in this caſe I can tell you. The Duke ſtaies your comming & yet the dutches is very deſirous ont, my husbands is in the next Arbor to man you. For you Lady, my preſence be your priuiledge. Miſo ſhould be either a hangman or a Herald, for ſhee neuer comes amongſt vs, but ſhe quarters our company and armes.