Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Trial of Treasure · chunk 15 of 19

Wager, William · published 1567 · first performed or written 1567 (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 498 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.

Body of me, then unto her I will go, What sister, I am glad to meet with you here. Welcome unto me mine own brother dear. Master Lust, this is my brother of whom I told, He is pleasant and lusty, as you may behold. Gentleman (I pray you) is your name master Pleasure yea sir, and I am brother to lady Treasure. And are you concented to accompany me. Where as she is resident I must needs be, Treasure doth Pleasure commonly proceed, But the one is with the other, they have both so decreed Marry now you are well in deed master Lust, This is better I trow then the life of the just, They be compelled to possess contentation, Having no treasure but trust of salvation, But my lady your mistress, my mistress I would say, She worketh you may see to keep you from decay. O madame, in you is all my delight, And in your brother Pleasure, both day and night, The trial of treasure this is in deed, I perceive that she is a true friend at need. For I have proved her according as Thales doth say And I perceive that her beauty can not decay. Always with you I willbe resident, So that your life shallbe most excellent. yea sir and me Pleasure also you shall have, So that none other thing there needeth to crave, I will replenish your heart with delight, And I willbe always with treasure in sight, But if you desire to enjoy me at your will, My sister you must have in reputation still, And then as her treasure is certain and excellent, My pleasure shallbe both perfect and permanent, Credit not those sir that talk that and this, saying, that in us two consisteth no bliss, But let experience your mind ever move, And see if all men us two do not love. Love, yes they love you in deed without doubt, Which shutteth some of them God's kingdom without: They love you so well that their God they do hate, As time hath declared to us even of late, But he that on such things his study doth cast, Shallbe sure to be deceived at the last. What dost thou say, Of treasure forsooth ye must ever hold fast, For if you should chance to lose lady Treasure, Then far well in post this gentleman Pleasure. My love to them both can not be expressed, And especially my Lady you I love best. If ye love me as you do profess, Be ye sure you shall want no kind of wealthiness. And if you have wealthiness at your own will, Then will I pleasure remain with you still. You are both as constant as snow in the sun. Which from snow to water through melting doth run But worldly wise men can not conceive that. To honte for such mice they learn of the cat. My Lady is amorous and full of favour.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Trial of Treasure
AuthorWager, William
Publication year (edition)1567
First performance / composition (Annals)1567
First performance (BritDrama)1567 [1563-1567]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 86 · TCP A13962 · DEEP 75
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 836–893 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 19 in this edition
Length498 words · 604 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T4 — Love-longing and the lover's complaint at 0.751
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)
Body of me, then vnto her I will go, What ſyſter, I am glad to mete with you here. Welcome vnto me mine owne brother dere. Maiſter Luſte, this is my brother of whome I tolde, He is pleaſaunt and luſty, as you may beholde. Gentlemā (I pray you) is your name maſter Pleaſure yea ſyr, and I am brother to lady Treaſure. And are you concented to accompanie me. Where as ſhe is reſident I muſt nedes be, Treaſure doth Pleaſure commonly proceade, But the one is with ye other, they haue both ſo decreed Mary now you are well in deede maiſter Luſte, This is better I trowe then the life of the Iuſte, They be compelled to poſſeſſe contentation, Hauing no treaſure but truſt of ſaluation, But my lady your miſtris, my miſtris I would ſaye, She worketh you may ſee to kepe you from decaie. O madame, in you is all my delight, And in your brother Pleaſure, both daye and night, The triall of treaſure this is in deede, I perceiue that ſhe is a true frende at neede. For I haue proued her according as Thales doth ſaye And I perceiue that her bewtie can not decaye. Alwayes with you I wilbe reſident, So that your life ſhalbe moſt excellent. yea ſyr and me Pleaſure alſo you ſhall haue, So that none other thinge there nedeth to craue, I will repleniſhe your harte with delight, And I wilbe alwayes with treaſure in ſighte, But if you deſire to enioye me at your will, My ſiſter you muſt haue in reputation ſtill, And then as her treaſure is certaine and excellent, My pleaſure ſhalbe both perfect and permanent, Credite not thoſe ſyr that talke that and this, Saiyng, that in vs twoo conſiſteth no bliſſe, But let experience your mynde euer moue, And ſee if all men vs twoo doe not loue. Loue, yes they loue you in deede without doubte, Which ſhutteth ſome of thē Gods kingdome without: They loue you ſo well that their God they do hate, As time hath declared to vs euen of late, But he that on ſuch thinges his ſtudy doth caſte, Shalbe ſure to be deceiued at the laſte. What doeſt thou ſaie, Of treaſure forſoth ye muſt euer holde faſt, For if you ſhould chaunce to loſe lady Treaſure, Then fare well in poſt this gentleman Pleaſure. My loue to them both can not be expreſt, And eſpecially my Lady you I loue beſt. If ye loue me as you doe profeſſe, Be ye ſure you ſhall wante no kinde of welthines. And if you haue welthines at your owne wyll, Then will I pleaſure remayne with you ſtill. You are both as conſtant as ſnowe in the ſunne. Which from ſnow to water through melting doth run But worldly wyſe men can not conceaue that▪ To honte for ſuche myſe they learne of the cat. My Lady is amorous and full of fauour.