Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Nuce, ThomasPseudo-Seneca · published 1581 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) tragedy T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and typicality 0.87 · 511 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Your noble spouse, sprung forth of sainted peer Of Claudius' stock, the starbright diamond clear, That Goddess Iuno wise her brother's bed Partaking, pressed down with buttocks red, Your grace's princely court shall garnish gay, With wondrous heavenly fair descended stay. Incestuous married dames, from stock & stem, Detract all hope, that we should have of them. Nor us, could she once love that we could see, Nor with our person once at all agree In tender budding years, when love suppressed With blushing hides the flames of burning breast, Scant plain appears the love they bore indeed. Thus we ourselves with hope in vain did feed: Although undoubted signs, as body wried, And frowning looks, which we have oft espied, Her spiteful hating stomach did bewray Which she doth bear, whom duty binds t'obey. Which yet at last, big, boiling, grievous pain, With death determined hath t' avenge again, we have found out, for birth and beauty's grace. A worthy make for such an Empress place: To whom that lovely goddess Venus bright, And mighty Ioue his spouse that Iuno height, and goddess fierce in boisterous warlike arts, Gives place for bodies seemly portrayed parts. Faith, meekness, manners mild, & bashful shame Of spouse, those aught an husband to reclaim. The pearls of judging mind, alone remain, Not subject once to any rulers reign. The passing pride of beauties numbing grace Each day appalls, and blemisheth apace. What praises woman wights have in them closed? All those in her alone hath God reposed, And such a peerless peer, the guides of life, The destinies would have borne to be our wife, O noble prince such blind unlawful love, (Do rashly credit nought) from you remove. Whom Ioue can not repel that rules the clouds, And piercing raging floods, therein him shrouds, And rangeth through the reign of Pluto's pit, And pulleth down in welkin high that sit The mighty powers of heaven, the God of love? And can I then his force from me remove? Swift winged love, men's fancy fond, in vain A mercy wanting God to be, doth fain: And arms his hands with wounding weapons keen And bows with burning brands, for lovers green: Of Venus to be sprung they all accord, and blindly forged of thunders limping Lord. Bland love the minds great torment sore appears, And buddeth first in frolic youthful years. Who while we drink of Fortune's pleasant cup, With lazy pampering riot, is nestled up: Whom if to to stir up you leave at length It fleeting, falls away with broken strength. This is in all our life (as I suppose) The greatest cause how pleasure first arose. Which sith mankind by brooding bideth aye, Through gladsome love the fierce wild beasts doth sway It never can from manly breast depart. This self same God I wish with all my heart The wedlock lights to bear before our grace, And fasten Poppy sure in our bed place. The people's grief might never yield to it: Nor virtue can the same at all permit.
Seneca, Lucius Annaeus / Nuce, ThomasPseudo-Seneca
Publication year (edition)
1581
First performance / composition (Annals)
1566
First performance (BritDrama)
1566 [summer]
Genre (British Drama)
tragedy
Play type
Translation;Nonprofessional;Closet/Unacted
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 82 · TCP A11909 · DEEP 5015.09
Edition role
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 914–979 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 14 of 23 in this edition
Length
511 words · 692 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T12 — Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and Marscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.872 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T28 · seed 44: T22 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Your noble ſpouſe, ſprong forth of ſaincted peer Of Claudius ſtocke, the ſtarbright diamond cleere, That Goddeſſe Iuno wiſe her brothers bed▪ Partaking, preſſed downe with buttockes red, Your graces princely court ſhal garniſh gay, With wondrous heauenly fayre deſcended ſtay. Inceſtuous maryed dames, from ſtocke & ſtem, Detract all hope, that we ſhould haue of them. Nor vs, could ſhe once loue that we could ſee, Nor with our perſon once at all agree In tender budding yeares, when loue ſuppreſt With bluſſhing hydes the flames of burning breaſt, Scant playne appeares the loue they bare indeed. Thus wee our ſelues with hope in vaine did feede: Although vndoubted ſignes, as bodye wryed, And frowning lookes, which we haue oft eſpyed, Her ſpyteful hating ſtomacke did bewray Which ſhee doth beare, whom duty byndes t'obaye. Which yet at laſt, big, boyling, grieuous payne, With death determind hath tauenge agayne, Wee haue found out, for byrth and beauties grace. A worthy make for ſuch an Empreſſe place: To whom that louely goddeſſe Venus bright, And mighty Ioue his ſpouſe that Iuno hight, and goddeſſe fierce in boyſterous warlike artes, Geues place for bodyes ſeemly portrayd partes. Fayth, meeknes, manners mild, & baſhfull ſhame▪ Of ſpouſe, thoſe ought an huſband to reclayme. The perles of iudging mynd, alone remayne, Not ſubiect once to any rulers raygne. The paſſing pryde of beautyes numming grace Each day appals, and bleamiſheth apace. What prayſes woman wights haue in them cloſd▪ All thoſe in her alone hath God repode, And ſuch a peerleſſe peere, the guydes of lyfe, The deſtnies would haue borne to be our wyfe, O noble prince ſuch blynd vnlawful loue, (Do raſhly credite naught) from you remoue. Whom Ioue can not repell that rules the cloudes, And pearcing raging floods, therein him ſhroudes, And raungeth through the raigne of Plutoes pit, And pulleth downe in welkin hie that ſit The mighty powers of heauen, the God of loue? And can I then his force from me remoue? Swift winged loue, mens fancy fond, in vayne A mercy wanting God to bee, doth fayne: And armes his handes with woundinge weapons keen And bowes with burning brondes, for louers greene: Of Venus to be ſprong they al accorde, and blyndly forgde of thunders limping Lorde. Bland loue the myndes great torment ſore appeares, And buddeth firſt in frolicke youthful yeares. Who while we drinke of Fortunes pleaſaunt cuppe, With layſie pampring ryot, is neſled vp: Whom if to toſter vp you leaue at length It fleeting, falles away with broken ſtrength. This is in all our life (as I ſuppoſe) The greatteſt cauſe how pleaſure firſt aroſe. Which ſith mankind by broodyng bydeth aye, Through gladſom loue y• fierce wild beaſtes doth ſway It neuer can from manly breaſt depart. This ſelfe ſame God I wiſh withall my hart The wedlocke lightes to beare before our grace, And faſten Poppie ſure in our bed place. The peoples griefe might neuer yeeld to it: Nor verue can the ſame at all permit.