Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Technogamia, or The Marriages of the Arts · chunk 55 of 64

Holyday, Barten · published 1618 · first performed or written 1618 [Feb 13] (Annals)
comedy · at University
T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.76 · 473 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.

In good faith, I had the prettiest dream that e'er you heard, methought as I was about to pick a fellows pocket, he struck me quite thorough the hand with a knife, and leaving the knife in my hand, thrust his hand into my pocket and picked it, and so punished me, as I have punished others many a time. Troth, and as I was going to bed last night, there stood in the chamber window a looking-glass; and as I came by, chance to lay my hand down there, the candle not standing far off, I saw my face in the glass, but in good faith methought I looked so wanly and so scurvily— and indeed I have heard them often say, 'tis ill luck to see one's face in a glass by candlelight. Well, let then all our ill luck come together, if it will: indeed Astronomia's perfectly recovered, and I saw but now Geographus and her with Polites; which can bode no good: and afterwards I met with geometre's, and he passed by, without saluting me, but looked sullenly towards me: I know not what's the matter; but I fear me, he has scarce learned the Rule of friendship, to keep secrets. Well; come what will, we will not accuse ourselves by a foolish retiredness or fear; and if we should chance to be convented, we must be very obedient, and that will argue an innocency: and let them prove what they can, it may be they can prove nothing, and then we are free; if they prove the worst they can, and condemn us to death, we'll patiently hear our sentence of condemnation; but when they are about to carry us to prison, than you shall see my art: See, here are four rings, there's each of you one, and here's a fourth for myself: put them in your pockets, and when your condemnation is pronounced, and they think to carry us away, privily slip those rings on your little-fingers, and then cry aloud Glassialabolas three times, and we shall all four immediately become invisible. Hay brave! we stand above fate, and the heavens. Come, now let's go securely. Long may great Magus live: long may great Magus live. I Protest, Phantastes, I'm sorry for thee; but thou know'st I have a man already, and one that loves me very well, Melancholico. Yet, dearest Poeta, if you will vouchsafe another also entertainment, Phantastes shall be ready at your command. How far hast thou travailed with Geographus? Too far, Sir, to be cast off now: why, about the world, Sir; or to speak the truth, I have gone further than he. sayst thou so? Yes, I'll assure you, Sir: and I can acquaint you, Sir, if you please, with one particular attempt of mine, whereby I outventured him. What's that?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayTechnogamia, or The Marriages of the Arts
AuthorHolyday, Barten
Publication year (edition)1618
First performance / composition (Annals)1618 [Feb 13]
First performance (BritDrama)1618 [Feb]
Theaterat University;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeUniversity/Inns of Court;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 794 · TCP A03496 · DEEP 653
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1431–1443 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 55 of 64 in this edition
Length473 words · 631 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T32 — Rings and jewels as tokens cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.761 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
In good faith, I had the prettieſt dreame that e're you heard, mee thought as I was about to picke a fellowes pocket, hee ſtrooke mee quite thorow the hand with a knife, and leauing the knife in my hand, thruſt his hand into my pocket and pickt it, and ſo puniſht me, as I haue puniſht others many a time. Troth, and as I was going to bed laſt night, there ſtood in the chamber window a looking-glaſſe; and as I came by, chance to lay my hand downe there, the candle not ſtanding farre off, I ſaw my face in the glaſſe, but in good faith me thought I lookt ſo wanly and ſo ſcuruily—and indeed I haue heard them often ſay, 'tis ill lucke to ſee ones face in a glaſſe by candle-light. Well, let then all our ill lucke come together, if it will: indeed Aſtronomia's perfectly recouer'd, and I ſaw but now Geographus and her with Polites; which can bode no good: and afterwards I met with Geometres, and he paſſed by, without ſaluting me, but lookt ſullenly towards me: I know not what's the matter; but I feare me, hee has ſcarce learn'd the Rule of friendſhip, to keepe ſecrets. Well; come what will, we will not accuſe our ſelues by a fooliſh retiredneſſe or feare; and if we ſhould chance to be conuented, wee muſt be very obedient, and that will argue an innocency: and let them proue what they can, it may be they can proue nothing, and then we are free; if they proue the worſt they can, and condemne vs to death, we'll patiently heare our ſentence of condemnation; but when they are about to carry vs to priſon, then you ſhall ſee my art: See, here are foure rings, there's each of you one, and here's a fourth for my ſelfe: put them in your pockets, and when your condemnation is pronounc'd, and they thinke to carry vs away, priuily ſlip thoſe rings on your little-fingers, and then crie aloud Glaſſialabolas three times, and we ſhall all foure immediately become inuiſible. Hay braue! we ſtand aboue fate, and the heauens. Come, now let's goe ſecurely. Long may great Magus liue: long may great Magus liue. I Proteſt, Phantaſtes, I'm ſorry for thee; but thou know'ſt I haue a man alreadie, and one that loues mee very well, Melancholico. Yet, deareſt Poeta, if you will vouchſafe another alſo intertaynment, Phantaſtes ſhall be readie at your command. How farre haſt thou trauail'd with Geographus? Too farre, Sir, to be caſt off now: why, about the world, Sir; or to ſpeake the truth, I haue gone further then he. Say'ſt thou ſo? Yes, Ile aſſure you, Sir: and I can acquaint you, Sir, if you pleaſe, with one particular attempt of mine, whereby I out-ventur'd him. What's that?