Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Hymen's Triumph · chunk 12 of 31

Daniel, Samuel · published 1615 · first performed or written 1614 [Feb 2] (Annals)
pastoral; tragicomedy · before the Court
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 543 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

How many women, think you, being espied In nearer-touching cases by mischance, Have yet not only faced their lovers down For what they saw, but brought them to believe They had not seen the thing which they had seen, Yea and to swear it too; and to condemn Themselves? such means can wit devise To make men's minds uncredit their own eyes. And therefore let not such a toy as this Disease your thoughts: and for your loss of love, It is as much as nothing. I would turn A passion upon that should overturn It clean, and that is wrath; one heat Expels another. I would make my thoughts of scorn To be in height so much above my love, As they should ease and please me more by far. I would disdain to cast a look that way Where he should stand, unless it were in scorn, Or think a thought of him, but how to work Him all disgrace that possibly I could. That Lidia can I never do, let him Do what he will to me: report my shame, And vaunt his fortune, and my weakness blame. Nay as for that he shall be so well charmed Ere I have done, as you shall fear no tales. Ah Lidia, could that he without his harm, How blessed should I be? But see where comes My great tormentor, hat rude Forester. Good Lidia let us fly, I hate his sight Next to the ill I suffer: let us fly, We shall be troubled with him woefully. Content you Phillis, stay & hear him speak: We may make use of him more than you think. What use can of so gross a piece be made? The better use be sure, for being gross, Your subtler spirits full of their finesses, Serve their own turns in others' businesses. What pleasure can I take to chase wild beasts, When I myself am chased more eager By mine own passions, and can find no rest? Let them who have their heart at liberty, Attend those sports. I cannot be from hence, Where I received my hurt, here must I tread The maze of my perplexed misery. And here see where she is the cause of all? And now, what shall I do? what shall I say? How shall I look? how stand? which utter first? My love or wrath? Alas I know not which. Now were it not as good have been away, As thus to come, and not tell what to say? See Lidia see, how savagely he looks, Good let us go, I never shall endure To hear him bellow. Prithee Phillis stay And give him yet the hearing, in respect He loves you, otherwise you show yourself A savage more than he. Well, it I hear, I will not answer him a word, you shall reply, And prithee Lidia do, reply for me. For that we shall, Phillis, do well enough When he begins, who seems is very long To give the onset, sure the man is much Perplexed, or he studies what to say. Good Lidia see how he hath tricked himself, Now sure this gay fresh suit as seems to me Hangs like green ivy on a rotten tree.
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PlayHymen's Triumph
AuthorDaniel, Samuel
Publication year (edition)1615
First performance / composition (Annals)1614 [Feb 2]
First performance (BritDrama)1614 [Feb]
Theaterbefore the Court;
Genre (British Drama)pastoral; tragicomedy
Play typeOccasional;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 736 · TCP A19829 · DEEP 616
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 692–758 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 31 in this edition
Length543 words · 671 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.709
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)
How many women, thinke you, being espide In neerer-touching cases by mischance, Haue yet not onely fac'd their louers downe For what they saw, but brought them to beleeue They had not seene the thing which they had seen, Yea and to sweare it too; and to condemne Themselues? such meanes can wit deuise To make mens mindes vncredit their owne eyes. And therefore let not such a toy as this Disease your thoughts: and for your losse of loue, It is as much as nothing. I would turne A passion vpon that should ouerturne It cleane, and that is wrath; one heate Expels another. I would make my thoughts of skorne To be in height so much aboue my loue, As they should ease and please me more by farre. I would disdaine to cast a looke that way Where he should stand, vnlesse it were in skorne, Or thinke a thought of him, but how to worke Him all disgrace that possibly I could. That Lidia can I neuer doe, let him Do what he will to me: report my shame, And vaunt his fortune, and my weaknesse blame. Nay as for that he shall be so well charmd Ere I haue done, as you shall feare no tales. Ah Lidia, could that he without his harme, How blessed should I be? But see where comes My great tormentour, hat rude Forrester. Good Lidia let vs flie, I hate his sight Next to the ill I suffer: let vs flie, VVe shall be troubled with him wofully. Content you Phillis, stay & heare him speake: We may make vse of him more then you thinke. What vse can of so grosse a peece be made? The better vse be sure, for beeing grosse, Your subtler spirits full of their finesses, Serue their owne turnes in others businesses. VVhat pleasure can I take to chase wild beasts, When I my selfe am chac'd more egarly By mine owne passions, and can finde no rest? Let them who haue their heart at libertie, Attend those sports. I cannot be from hence, Where I receiu'd my hurt, here must I tread The maze of my perplexed miserie. And here see where shee is the cause of all? And now, what shall I doe? what shall I say? How shall I looke? how stand? which vtter first? My loue or wrath? Alas I know not which. Now were it not as good haue beene away, As thus to come, and not tell what to say? See Lidia see, how sauagely hee lookes, Good let vs goe, I neuer shall endure To heare him bellow. Prethee Phillis stay And giue him yet the hearing, in respect Hee loues you, otherwise you shew your selfe A sauage more then hee. Well, it I heare, I will not answere him a word, you shall reply, And prethee Lidia doe, reply for mee. For that wee shall, Phillis, doe well enough When he begins, who seemes is very long To giue the onset, sure the man is much Perplexed, or he studies what to say. Good Lidia see how he hath trickt himselfe, Now sure this gay fresh suite as seemes to mee Hangs like green Iuy on a rotten tree.