Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 67 of 205

Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals)
tragicomedy; literary play
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 504 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

Why dost thou keep such a crossing of thyself? I believe, thou blessest thyself to see me. I will tell thee: why? Rarity (you know) is the mother of admiration; and admiration being conceived in the eyes, entreth straight into the mind: and the mind is enforced again by the eyes, to discover itself by these outward signs. Who did ever see thee walk the streets before with thy head hanging in thy bosom; with thy eyes cast down to the ground? Who did ever see thee go thus mumbling of thy words to thyself? and to come in such post-haste, as if thou wert going to get a Benefice? so that the rarity and strangeness thereof, makes those who know thee, to wonder what it should mean? But to let this pass; Tell me of all loves, what good news thou bringst. Say: Is it a Son, or a Daughter? That is, whether we have sped well or ill? Forever since one of the Clock I have waited here for you; all which while, I have had no greater or better token of comfort, than that of your long staying. This foolish Rule (my Son) is not always true; for had I stayed but one hour longer, I might perhaps have left my nose behind me, and two other noses, had I had them, & my tongue to boot: so that the longer I had stayed, the dearer it would have cost me. Good mother, as you love me, go not hence, till you have told me all. Sempronio, my friend, neither have I time to stay here, nor is this a fit place to tell it thee. Come, go along with me to Calisto, and thou shalt hear wonders (my Bully.) For by communicating myself to many, I should as it were deflower my Embassage, whose maidenhead I mean to bestow on your Master; for, I will that from mine own mouth, he hear what I have done; for though thou shalt have parcel of the profit, I mind to have all the thanks for my labour. What? Are you at your parcels now? Do you think, Celestina, to put me to my parcels? Though you shall have your parcel; marry, come up: I tell you plainly, I do not like this word, that I do not. And therefore parcel me no more of your parcels. Go to, you fool; Hold your peace, be it part or parcel, man, thou shalt have what thou wilt thyself. Do but ask, and have; what is mine, is thine: Let us laugh and be merry, and benefit ourselves the best that we can: Hang all this trash, this putrified dirt, rather than thou and I should fall out about dividing the spoil; yet must I tell you, (which is no more than yourself knows) that old folks have more need than young; Especially you, who live at full table, upon free cost. There goes more (I wiss) to a man's life, then eating and drinking.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina)
AuthorMabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de
Publication year (edition)1631
First performance / composition (Annals)1631
First performance (BritDrama)1598 [Oct] [1595-1611]
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy; literary play
Play typeTranslation;Nonprofessional;Closet/Unacted
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 952 · TCP A18331 · DEEP 763
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 441–448 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 67 of 205 in this edition
Length504 words · 637 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.842
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)
Why dost thou keepe such a crossing of thy selfe? I beleeue, thou blessest thy selfe to see mee. I will tell thee: why? Rarity (you know) is the mother of admiration; and admiration being conceiued in the eyes, entreth straight into the minde: and the minde is inforced againe by the eyes, to discouer it selfe by these outward signes. Who did euer see thee walke the streetes before with thy head hanging in thy bosome; with thy eyes cast downe to the ground? Who did euer see thee goe thus mumbling of thy words to thy selfe? and to come in such post-haste, as if thou wert going to get a Benefice? so that the rarity and strangenesse thereof, makes those who know thee, to wonder what it should meane? But to let this passe; Tell me of all loues, what good newes thou bringst. Say: Is it a Son, or a Daughter? That is, whether we haue sped well or ill? Foreuer since one of the Clocke I haue waited here for you; all which while, I haue had no greater or better token of comfort, then that of your long staying. This foolish Rule (my Sonne) is not alwaies true; for had I stayd but one houre longer, I might perhaps haue left my nose behind me, and two other noses, had I had them, & my tongue to boot: so that the longer I had stayed, the dearer it would haue cost me. Good mother, as you loue mee, goe not hence, till you haue told mee all. Sempronio, my friend, neither haue I time to stay heere, nor is this a fit place to tell it thee. Come, goe along with mee to Calisto, and thou shalt heare wonders (my Bully.) For by communicating my selfe to many, I should as it were deflowre my Embassage, whose maidenhead I meane to bestow on your Master; for, I will that from mine owne mouth, hee heare what I haue done; for though thou shalt haue parcell of the profit, I minde to haue all the thankes for my labour. What? Are you at your parcels now? Doe you thinke, Celestina, to put me to my parcels? Tho you shall haue your parcell; mary, come vp: I tell you plainly, I doe not like this word, that I doe not. And therefore parcell me no more of your parcels. Goe to, you foole; Hold your peace, be it part or parcell, man, thou shalt haue what thou wilt thy selfe. Doe but aske, and haue; what is mine, is thine: Let vs laugh and be merry, and benefit our selues the best that we can: Hang all this trash, this putrified durt, rather then thou and I should fall out about deuiding the spoyle; yet must I tell you, (which is no more then your selfe knowes) that old folkes haue more need then young; Especially you, who liue at full table, vpon free cost. There goes more (I wisse) to a mans life, then eating and drinking.