Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Apollo Shroving · chunk 24 of 46

Hawkins, William · published 1627 · first performed or written 1627 [Feb 6] (Annals)
comedy
T24 Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses typicality 0.75 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T24: apollo, phoebus, midas, muses, ears, play, hedone, gods, siren, time.

Belike you think play to be Apollo's Shrovetide I that I do: else why play we now in honour of Apollo? I tell thee this our play if it be weighed right, is three ounces study, and but one ounce play. This flat of recreation is not kindled without a spark of diligence. Our playing now is a kind of study, whereas as thy seeming study is nothing but playing or plodding how and where and with whom to play. Thy trade is to be prodigal of (the chiefest riches which is in of power) time. Thou art a very bankrupt of thy own time: and lovest to pull others into the same losses. What speak you of losses? He that loseth at one time may win at another. I can tell you of of young Oleo, he got of Ganeo the Elder, all his points hatband, garters, and a gold ring, and five crown in money; and yet in two hours to see to, see how fortune came with a windlass about again. Peace thou brat, whose mouth is armed with bale of dice, instead of a stall of teeth. What pratest thou of recovering lost rings and money? The shift wrack that thou makest is unrecoverable. Lost days can never be recalled. Time steals away, as thou art a stealer of time. See now how thou hast encroached upon my precious time, whilst I hear a● speak, with such a canker of good hours. Away You bid me away, because you dare not play with me. Dost thou dare me thou elf? I will. I know you'll venture no money, nor points. must play with you for nothing. Come on therefore at hide and seek, or blind man buff. Come, I will once boy it again at either for a crash Why then at blindman buff you shall be first blinded. Nay sir boy, if you challenge and choose the game too, you must be first blinded. But what tools have we? Borrow one of these Gentlewomen's masks: Nay then you will look through the holes. Will you gull me so? If I once look through the holes, then say Ludio is set in the Pillory. but rather than want ●ew, here take my garter, and tie my satchel about my face. O with what wicked bombast is his satchel slust? I thought it was not true begotten books, that made the belly of it swell so big. It has cast calf now. You must tie me to these winkers. I had rather tie thee to one of our school posts, or hang our great dictionary at thy heel, for a clog to keep thee from gadding to play. Talk not to me of Dick snary, nor Richard-snary; I care not how little I come near them. But sir you must have this Morris-bell tied to your point, that I may hear where you go. Else you will have too much odds of me.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayApollo Shroving
AuthorHawkins, William
Publication year (edition)1627
First performance / composition (Annals)1627 [Feb 6]
First performance (BritDrama)1627 [Feb]
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Nonprofessional/School;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 907 · TCP A02827 · DEEP 730
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 571–589 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 46 in this edition
Length496 words · 624 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T24 — Apollo, Phoebus and the Muses cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.754 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T29 · seed 44: T27 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Belike you thinke play to be Apollos Shrouetide I that I doe: elsw why play wee now in honour o Apollo? I tell thee this our play if it be weighed right, i three ounces study, and but one ounce play. This fla of recreation is not kindled without a sparke of diligence. Our playing now is a kind of study, wheras a thy seeming study is nothing but playing or ploddin how and where and with whom to play. Thy trade i to be prodigall of (the cheifest riches which is in o power) time. Thou art a very bankrout of thy own time: and louest to pull others into the same losses. What speake you of losses? Hee that loseth at o time may winne at another. I can tell you of o young Oleo, he got of Ganeo the Elder, all his poin hatband, garters, and a gold ring, and fiue crown in money; and yet in two houres to see to, see ho fortune came with a windlace about againe. Peace thou brat, whose mouth is armed with bale of dice, instead of a stall of teeth. What prate thou of recovering lost rings and money? The shi wracke that thou makest is vnrecoverable. Lost dayes can never be recalled. Time steals away, a thou art a stealer of time. See now how thou hast i croached vpon my pretious time, whilst I heare a speake, with such a canker of good houres. Awa away. You bid me away, because you dare not play wi mee. Dost thou dare me thou elfe? I will. I know you'le venture no money, nor points. must play with you for nothing. Come on therefore at hide and seeke, o blinde man buffe. Come, I will once boy it againe at either for a crash Why then at blndman buffe you shall bee first blinded. Nay sir boy, if you challenge and choose the game too, you must be first blinded. But what tooles haue wee? Borrow one of these Gentlewomens maskes: Nay then you will looke through the holes. Will you gull me so? If I once looke through the holes, then say Ludio is set in the Pilloy. but rather then want ew, here take my gater, and tye my sachell about my face. O with what wicked bumbast i his sachell slust? I thought it was not true begotten bookes, that made the belly of it swell so bigge. It has cast calfe now. You must tye mee to these winckers. I had rather tye thee to one of our schoole posts, or hang our great dicary at thy heele, for a clogge to keepe thee from gadding to play. Talke not to me of Dick snary, nor Richard-snary; I care not how little I come neare them. But sir you must haue this Morice-bell tied to your point, that I may heare where you goe. Else you will haue too much oddes of me.