Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Volpone, or The Fox · chunk 30 of 53

Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals)
comedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 487 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.

ay, in CORVINO, and such earth-fed minds, That never tasted the true heaven of love. Assure thee, CELIA, he that would sell thee, Only for hope of gain, and that uncertain, He would have sold his part of paradise For ready money, had he met a copeman. Why art thou mazed, to see me thus revived? Rather applaud thy beauty's miracle; 'Tis thy great work: that hath, not now alone, But sundry times, raised me, in several shapes, And, but this morning, like a mountebank, To see thee at thy window. ay, before I would have left my practice, for thy love, In varying figures, I would have contended With the blue PROTEUS, or the horned Flood. Now, art thou welcome. Sir! Nay, fly me not. Nor, let thy false imagination That I was bedrid, make thee think, I am so: Thou shalt not find it. I am, now, as fresh, As hot, as high, and in as jovial plight, As when (in that so celebrated scene, At recitation of our comedy, For entertainment of the great Valois) I acted young ANTINOUS; and attracted The eyes, and ears of all the ladies, present, T' admire each graceful gesture, note, and footing. COme, my CELIA, let us prove, While we can, the sports of love; Time will not be ours, for ever, He, at length, our good will sever; Spend not then his gifts, in vain. suns, that set, may rise again: But if, once, we lose this light, 'Tis with us perpetual night. Why should we defer our joys? Fame, and rumor are but toys. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poor household-spies? Or his easier ears beguile, Thus removed, by our wile? 'Tis no sin, loves fruits to steal; But the sweet thefts to reveal: To be taken, to be seen, These have crimes accounted been. Some serene blast me, or dire lightning strike This my offending face. Why droops my CELIA? Thou hast in place of a base husband, found A worthy lover: use thy fortune well, With secrecy, and pleasure. See, behold, What thou art queen of; not in expectation, As I feed others: but possessed, and crowned. See, here, a rope of pearl; and each, more orient Than that the brave Egyptian queen caroused: Dissolve, and drink 'em. See, a carbuncle, May put out both the eyes of our St. Mark; A diamant, would have bought LOLLIA PAULINA, When she came in, like starlight hid with jewels, That were the spoils of provinces; take these, And wear, and lose 'em: yet remains an earring To purchase them again, and this whole state. A gem, but worth a private patrimony, Is nothing: we will eat such at a meal. The heads of parrots, tongues of nightingales, The brains of peacocks, and of ostriches Shall be our food: and, could we get the phoenix, (Though nature lost her kind) she were our dish.
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PlayVolpone, or The Fox
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1616
First performance / composition (Annals)1606 [1605-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1606 [1605-1606]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 606 · TCP A04632 · DEEP 5074.12
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1847–1915 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 30 of 53 in this edition
Length487 words · 689 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T4 — Love-longing and the lover's complaint at 0.842
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)
I, in CORVINO, and such earth-fed mindes, That neuer tasted the true heau'n of loue. Assure thee, CELIA, he that would sell thee, Onely for hope of gaine, and that vncertaine, He would haue sold his part of paradise For ready money, had he met a cope-man. Why art thou maz'd, to see me thus reuiu'd? Rather applaud thy beauties miracle; 'Tis thy great worke: that hath, not now alone, But sundry times, 'rays'd me, in seuerall shapes, And, but this morning, like a mountebanke, To see thee at thy windore. I, before I would haue left my practice, for thy loue, In varying figures, I would haue contended With the blue PROTEVS, or the horned Floud. Now, art thou welcome. Sir! Nay, flie me not. Nor, let thy false imagination That I was bedrid, make thee thinke, I am so: Thou shalt not find it. I am, now, as fresh, As hot, as high, and in as iouiall plight, As when (in that so celebrated scene, At recitation of our comoedie, For entertainement of the great VALOYS) I acted yong ANTINOVS; and attracted The eyes, and eares of all the ladies, present, T' admire each gracefull gesture, note, and footing. COme, my CELIA, let vs proue, While we can, the sports of loue; Time will not be ours, for euer, He, at length, our good will seuer; Spend not then his gifts, in vaine. Sunnes, that set, may rise againe: But if, once, we lose this light, 'Tis with vs perpetuall night. Why should wee deferre our ioyes? Fame, and rumor are but toies. Cannot we delude the eyes Of a few poore houshold-spies? Or his easier eares beguile, Thus remooued, by our wile? 'Tis no sinne, loues fruits to steale; But the sweet thefts to reueale: To be taken, to be seene, These haue crimes accounted beene. Some serene blast me, or dire lightning strike This my offending face. Why droopes my CELIA? Thou hast in place of a base husband, found A worthy louer: vse thy fortune well, With secrecie, and pleasure. See, behold, What thou art queene of; not in expectation, As I feed others: but possess'd, and crown'd. See, here, a rope of pearle; and each, more orient Then that the braue Aegyptian queene carrous'd: Dissolue, and drinke 'hem. See, a carbuncle, May put out both the eyes of our St. MARKE; A diamant, would haue bought LOLLIA PAVLINA, When she came in, like star-light hid with iewels, That were the spoiles of prouinces; take these, And weare, and loose 'hem: yet remaines an eare-ring To purchase them againe, and this whole state. A gem, but worth a priuate patrimony, Is nothing: we will eate such at a meale. The heads of parrats, tongues of nightingales, The braines of peacoks, and of estriches Shall be our food: and, could we get the phoenix, (Though nature lost her kind) shee were our dish.