Day, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.74 · 517 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
As a thief in a mill father, we thank our redeemers▪ The more my grief, were you surprised then madam? Yes faith Dametas. And how sweet Ladies, and how were you rescued? Being surprised, this gallant Amazon Pressed to their rescue, had you seen what worth She and this woodman spent in our defence, Wonder would ha' bereft you of all sense, She rais'd her sword with such a manly grace, As had not her mild sex controlled my thoughts, I could have fall'n in love with her high worth. You overprise us madam, not our desert, But the weak spirits of our opposites, Gave lustre to the dimness of our worth. It pleaseth your modesty to lesson it, But it shall still live great in our regard. What woodman's that? My follower, my liege. What ere he be, he hath deserved our love, Fellow be near us, and for this desert, Performed against those Traitors to our blood, Under thy master we give thee an attendant, To guard the life and safety of our daughter. Thank you good father, who ever loose by the bargain, I have got me a servant by the match: wilt serve me fellow? In the best I can. In heart your fellow, though in show your man. I'll try your duteous service: I command Your knee to kisse the ground, your lip my hand. Pardon me Madam. Here's hot love no doubt, I may command my man, and go without. Truce to this airy war, these paper bullets Better become a Closet then a Park, The Forest music is to hear the hounds Rend the thin air, and with a lusty cry Awake the drowsy Echo, and confound Their perfect language in a mingled sound, Then to the Court, our Forest sport being done, A second chase of lovelier sports begun. If fortune cross not what our hopes pursue, Our fears have met their deaths, our loves their due. Crossed in my hopes, the Ladies rescued, and the Princes like cravens beat out of the game-place, my invention must turn traveller for more stratagems: what & I should discover their plot to the Duke, attach 'em for traitors, and beg their lands for my labour, though they be my friends, 'twere a pretty parcel of policy. All things are lawful that do profit bring, A wise man's bow goes with a twofold string. Did ever two Princes meet such strange changes in their loves? now we have wrought our admittance, and in a manner got 'em into our possessions, our hopes like false fires having brought us within ken, vanish, and leave us out of all comfort. That the Duke should dote upon thee for a woman, makes for our purpose, but that the Duchess should be enamoured on thee for a man, is preposterous. Whether my valour shown in the rescue of the Ladies, or the ardent glances her daughter's beauty steals from my eyes, give her thoughts encouragement, I know not, but her hopes stand confident I am a man, and for that cause am I barred from access.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 405–451 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 43 in this edition
Length
517 words · 666 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.744 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T0 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
As a thiefe in a mill father, we thanke our redeemers▪ The more my griefe, were you ſurpriſ'd then madam? Yes faith Dametas. And how ſweet Ladies, and how were you reſcued? Being ſurpriſ'd, this gallant Amazon Preſt to their recue, had you ſeene what worth She and this woodman ſpent in our defence, Wonder would ha' bereft you of all ſenſe, She rai▪'d her ſword with ſuch a manly grace, As had not her mild ſexe contrould my thoughts, I could haue falne in loue with her high worth. You over-priſe us madam, not our deſert, But the weake ſpirits of our oppoſites, Gaue luſter to the dimneſſe of our worth. It pleaſeth your modeſty to leſſon it, But it ſhall ſtill liue great in our regard. What woodman's that? My follower, my liege. What ere he be, he hath deſeru'd our loue, Fellow be neere us, and for this deſert, Perform'd againſt thoſe Traytors to our blood, Vnder thy maſter we giue thee an attendant, To guard the life and ſafetie of our daughter. Thanke you good father, who ever looſe by the bargaine, I haue got me a ſervant by the match: woo't ſerue me fellow? In the beſt I can. In heart your fellow, though in ſhow your man. Ile try your dutious ſervice: I command Your knee to kie the ground, your lip my hand. Pardon me Madam. Here's hot loue no doubt, I may command my man, and goe without. Truce to this ayrie warre, theſe paper bullets Better become a Cloſſet then a Parke, The Forreſt muſicke is to heare the hounds Rend the thin ayre, and with a luſty cry Awake the drowſie Eccho, and confound Their perfect language in a mingled ſound, Then to the Court, our Forreſt ſport being done, A ſecond chace of lovelier ſports begunne. If fortune croſſe not what our hopes purſue, Our feares have met their deaths, our loves their due. Croſt in my hopes, the Ladies reſcu'd, and the Princes like ravens beat out of the game-place, my invention muſt turne traveller for more ſtratagems: what & I ſhould diſcover their plot to the Duke, attach em for traitors, and beg their lands for my labour, though they be my friends, twere a pretty parcell of pollicy. All things are lawfull that doe profit bring, A wiſe mans bow goes with a two-fold ſtring. Did ever two Princes meet ſuch ſtrange changes in their loves? now we have wrought our admittance, and in a manner got em into our poſſeſſions, our hopes like falſe fires having brought us within ken, vaniſh, and leave us out of all comfort. That the Duke ſhould doat upon thee for a woman, makes for our purpoſe, but that the Dutcheſſe ſhould be enamourd on thee for a man, is prepoſterous. Whether my valour ſhown in the reskue of the Ladies, or the ardent glances her daughters beauty ſteales from my eyes, give her thoughts encouragement, I know not, but her hopes ſtand confident I am a man, and for that cauſe am I barr'd from acceſſe.