Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Life and Repentance of Mary Magdalene · chunk 11 of 38

Wager, Lewis · published 1566 · first performed or written 1558 [c.1550-1566] (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs · 493 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.

Nay hoa there, backare, you must stand apart, You love me best I trow, mistress Mary. For a hundred pound I would not say the contrary And in token Prudence that I love you best, Here I join you next unto my heart and breast. If ye embrace one, you must all embrace, For our use is to dwell all in one place. Tush from our purpose always we do digress, Let every one of us his qualities express. Agreed, mistress Mary hear you my counsel. First, all thought from your heart you must expel. Trouble not yourself with any fantasies, Never attend you to the law nor prophecies. They were invented to make fools afraid, Hear them not, for they will make you dismayed. God? tush, when was God to any man seen, I had not been now alive, if any God had been. Homo homini Deus. Man, is God to man this matter is plain, And believe you that none other God doth reign. Man is the beginning of his own operation: Ergo then of none other god's creation, Man is his own God therefore with utility, Let him labour here to live in felicity. Of many ladies I am certain you have hard, Which the people as goddesses did regard: And why▪ this was the cause truly in my judgement, They had all pleasure here at their commandment, So that they lived in joy wealth and prosperity, Using all pleasures for their own commodity. To be a goddess yourself truly you must believe, And that you may be so, your mind thereto you must give All other gods beside yourself you must despise, And set at nought their Scripture in any wise. How say you M. Marry do we not 'gree all in one? Surely M. Marry we will make you a Goddess anon. You please me exceedingly well verily, Persons you are of great wit and policy. You must be proud, lofty, and of high mind, Despise the poor, as wretches of an other kind: Your countenance is not ladylike enough yet. I see well that we had need to teach you more wit. Let your eyes roll in your head, declaring your pride, After this sort you must cast your eyes aside. How think you by this manner of countenance? Convenient for such as be not of your acquaintance. I doubt not but she will do right well her part, By that time that all we be fast within her heart, Mark the garments of other in any wise, And be you sure of one of the newest guise. Your hair me think is as yellow as any gold, Upon your face laid about have it I would. Sometime on your forehead the breadth of an hand, Sometime let your attire upon your crown stand, That all your hair for the most part may be in sight, To many a man a fair hair is a great delight.
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PlayThe Life and Repentance of Mary Magdalene
AuthorWager, Lewis
Publication year (edition)1566
First performance / composition (Annals)1558 [c.1550-1566]
First performance (BritDrama)1550 [1547-1553 or 1558-1562]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 84 · TCP A14625 · DEEP 72
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 573–628 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 38 in this edition
Length493 words · 603 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T21 — Cupid, Venus and the nymphs at 0.688
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)
Nay hoa there, backare, you must stand apart, You loue me best I trow, mystresse Mary. For a hundred pound I would not say the contrary And in token Prudence that I loue you best, Here I ioyn you next vnto my heart and breast. If ye embrace one, you must all embrace, For our vse is to dwell all in one place. Tushe from our purpose alway we do digresse, Let euery one of vs his qualities expresse. Agreed, mistresse Mary heare you my counsell. First, all thought from your heart you must expell. Trouble not your selfe with any fantasies, Neuer attend you to the lawe nor prophecies. They were inuented to make fooles afrayd, Heare them not, for they will make you dismayd. God? tushe, when was God to any man sene, I had not ben now aliue, if any God had bene. Homo homini Deus. Man, is God to man this matter is playne, And beleue you that none other God doth raigne. Man is the begynnyng of his owne operation: Ergo then of none other gods creation, Man is his owne God therfore with vtilitie, Let hym labour here to lyue in felicitie. Of many ladies I am certaine you haue hard, Which the people as goddesses dyd regard: And why▪ this was the cause truly in my iudgement, They had all pleasure here at theyr cōmaundement, So that they liued in ioy wealth and prosperitie, Usyng all pleasures for their owne commoditie. To be a goddesse your selfe truely you must beleue, And yt you may be so, your mind therto you must geue All other gods beside your selfe you must despise, And set at nought their Scripture in any wise. How say you M. Mary do we not gree all in one? Surely M. Mary we will make you a Goddesse anone. You please me excedingly well verily, Persons you are of great witte and policie. You must be proude, loftie, and of hye mynde, Despise the poore, as wretches of an other kynde: Your countenance is not ladylike inough yet. I see well that we had nede to teache you more wit. Let your eies roll in your head, declaryng your pride, After this sort you must cast your eies aside. How thinke you by this maner of countenance? Conueniēt for such as be not of your acquaintance. I doubt not but she will do right well hir part, By that tyme that all we be fast within hir hart, Marke the garmentes of other in any wise, And be you sure of one of the newest guise. Your haire me thynke is as yelow as any gold, Upon your face layd about haue it I wold. Sometime on your forehead the breadth of an hand, Somtime let your attire vpon your crowne stand, That all your haire for the most part may be in sight, To many a man a fayre haire is a great delight.