Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Troilus and Cressida · chunk 7 of 52

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1603] (Annals)
tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 485 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.

Asses, fools, dolts, chaff and bran, chaff and bran; porridge after meat. I could live and dye i' th' eyes of Troilus. ne'er look, ne'er look; the Eagles are gone, Crows and Daws, Crows and Daws: I had rather be such a man as Troilus, than Agamemnon, and all Greece. There is among the Greeks Achilles, a better man than Troilus. Achilles? a Dray-man, a Porter, a very Camel. Well, well. Well, well? Why have you any discretion? have you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not birth, beauty, goodshape, discourse, manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and so forth: the Spice, and salt that seasons a man? I, a minced man, and then to be baked with no Date in the pie, for then the man's dates out. You are such another woman, one knows not at what ward you lie. Upon my back, to defend my belly; upon my wit, to defend my wiles; upon my secrecy, to defend mine honesty; my Mask, to defend my beauty, and you to defend all these: and at all these wards I lie at, at a thousand watches. Say one of your watches. Nay I'll watch you for that, and that's one of the chiefest of them too: If I cannot ward what I would not have hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow, unless it swell passed hiding, and then it's past watching. You are such another. Sir, my Lord would instantly speak with you. Where? At your own house. Good Boy tell him I come, I doubt he be hurt. Far ye well good Niece. Adieu Uncle. I'll be with you Niece by and by. To bring Uncle. I, a token from Troilus. By the same token, you are a Bawd. Words, vows, gifts, tears, & love's full sacrifice, He offers in another's enterprise: But more in Troilus thousand fold I see, Then in the glass of Pandar's praise may be; Yet hold I off. Women are Angels wooing, Things won are done, joys soul lies in the doing: That she beloved, knows nought, that knows not this; Men prise the thing vngain'd, more than it is. That she was never yet, that ever knew Love got so sweet, as when desire did sue: Therefore this maxim out of love I teach; Achievement, is command; vngain'd, beseech. That though my hearts Contents firm love doth bear, Nothing of that shall from mine eyes appear. Princes: What grief hath set the jaundice on your cheeks? The ample proposition that hope makes In all designs, begun on earth below Fails in the promised largeness: checks and disasters Grow in the veins of actions highest reared. As knots by the conflux of meeting sap, Infect the sound Pine, and diverts his Grain Tortive and erant from his course of growth. Nor Princess, is it matter new to us,
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PlayTroilus and Cressida
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1602 [1602-1603]
First performance (BritDrama)1602 [1601-1603]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 658 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.25
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 265–309 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 52 in this edition
Length485 words · 672 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T35 — Fools, wit and railing at 0.772
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)
Aſſes, fooles, dolts, chaffe and bran, chaffe and bran; porredge after meat. I could liue and dye i' th' eyes of Troylus. Ne're looke, ne're looke; the Eagles are gon, Crowes and Dawes, Crowes and Dawes: I had rather be ſuch a man as Troylus, then Agamemnon, and all Greece. There is among the Greekes Achilles, a better man then Troylus. Achilles? a Dray-man, a Porter, a very Camell. Well, well. Well, well? Why haue you any diſcretion? haue you any eyes? Do you know what a man is? Is not birth, beauty, good-ſhape, diſcourſe, manhood, learning, gentleneſſe, vertue, youth, liberality, and ſo forth: the Spice, and ſalt that ſeaſons a man? I, a minc'd man, and then to be bak'd with no Date in the pye, for then the mans dates out. You are ſuch another woman, one knowes not at what ward you lye. Vpon my backe, to defend my belly; vpon my wit, to defend my wiles; vppon my ſecrecy, to defend mine honeſty; my Maske, to defend my beauty, and you to defend all theſe: and at all theſe wardes I lye at, at a thouſand watches. Say one of your watches. Nay Ile watch you for that, and that's one of the cheefeſt of them too: If I cannot ward what I would not haue hit, I can watch you for telling how I took the blow, vnleſſe it ſwell paſt hiding, and then it's paſt watching. You are ſuch another. Sir, my Lord would inſtantly ſpeake with you. Where? At your owne houſe. Good Boy tell him I come, I doubt he bee hurt. Fare ye well good Neece. Adieu Vnkle. Ile be with you Neece by and by. To bring Vnkle. I, a token from Troylus. By the ſame token, you are a Bawd. Words, vowes, gifts, teares, & loues full ſacrifice, He offers in anothers enterpriſe: But more in Troylus thouſand fold I ſee, Then in the glaſſe of Pandar's praiſe may be; Yet hold I off. Women are Angels wooing, Things won are done, ioyes ſoule lyes in the dooing: That ſhe belou'd, knowes nought, that knowes not this; Men prize the thing vngain'd, more then it is. That ſhe was neuer yet, that euer knew Loue got ſo ſweet, as when deſire did ſue: Therefore this maxime out of loue I teach; "Atchieuement, is command; vngain'd, beſeech. That though my hearts Contents firme loue doth beare, Nothing of that ſhall from mine eyes appeare. Princes: What greefe hath ſet the Iaundies on your cheekes? The ample propoſition that hope makes In all deſignes, begun on earth below Fayles in the promiſt largeneſſe: checkes and diſaſters Grow in the veines of actions higheſt rear'd. As knots by the conflux of meeting ſap, Infect the ſound Pine, and diuerts his Graine Tortiue and erant from his courſe of growth▪ Nor Princes, is it matter new to vs,