Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Fine Companion · chunk 39 of 45

Marmion, Shackerley · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [1632-1633] (Annals)
comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · before the Court
T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.79 · 504 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.

Very dreadfully: like a Citizen in a fray, as fear full as Priapus in a garden. Well, and thou art sure there is but one of them, and he comes disguised like Dotario, to steal away my sister? Yes sir, and this is the old Gentleman himself, and somebody has stole away his habit to abuse him. That man that has done so shall think of me and this place as long as he lives for it: Go and give warning Crochet, that no man withstand me, unless he be weary of his life. If any man be so hardy, let him take his chance. Let him expect my fury Crochet. I will batter any man that shall come near me, my fist is like a Sling, my head like a Ram, and my whole body an Engine, and I will make any man toothless that shall offend me. Then you will make his mouth as unserviceable as your father's gummed velvet. I long to exercise my puissance: thou art sure there is but one of them? stand by a little, and let me flourish with my sword, to animate my spirits; now whatsoever he is, that comes in my way, I pronounce him to be a miserable mortal. What hast thou there Crochet. I imagined there would be a great deal of blood spilled in the skirmish, and so I brought these to wipe the wounds, nothing else sir: look you here they come. Give by Crochet, till I question them: it behooves a wise man to deal with words, before he descend to blows: what arrant knight are you sir? and whither do you travel with that damsel? Press that point home. O brother Lackwit, how came you so accoutred? or were you set here for a watchman to guard us? No sir, I do not guard, nor regard any man, and yet I'll stand upon my guard, and this is the point I'll maintain. What do you mean brother Lackwit? How, I your brother? No, I scorn to have affiance with such a coney-catcher: you sir Nessus, deliver up your theft, or I will play the Hercules with you. I am going to marry her, my name is Dotario, and this is your sister Aemilia. ay, she is my sister, but you are a counterfeit, and have stolen her away. Seize her for felons goods, she belongs to the Lord of the soil. Thou villain, dost thou not know, if I were dead, and her other sister, she would be next heir, and than thou mightst be hanged for her? But I had her consent, and her fathers, my name is Dotario your neighbour, that have fed you with custard and apple-pie a hundred times. ay, this Gentleman has, but you have abused him, and took his wrong name upon you. I am the same. He lies, beat him for lying, what do you stay for? I am considering with my eye, which part of him I shall first cut off.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA Fine Companion
AuthorMarmion, Shackerley
Publication year (edition)1633
First performance / composition (Annals)1633 [1632-1633]
First performance (BritDrama)1632 [1632-1633]
Company (BritDrama)Prince Charles's Men (second)
Theaterbefore the Court;Salisbury Court;Whitehall;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1004 · TCP A07024 · DEEP 818
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1536–1560 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 39 of 45 in this edition
Length504 words · 639 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T11 — Siblings, kin and confidants cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.795 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T15 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Very dreadfully: like a Citizen in a fray, as feare full as Priapus in a garden. Well, and thou art ſure there is but one of them, and he comes diſguis'd like Dotario, to ſteale away my ſiſter? Yes ſir, and this is the old Gentleman himſelfe, and ſomebody has ſtole away his habite to abuſe him. That man that has done ſo ſhall thinke of me and this place as long as he lives for it: Goe and give warning Crochet, that no man withſtand me, unleſſe he be weary of his life. If any man be ſo hardy, let him take his chance. Let him expect my fury Crochet. I will batter any man that ſhall come neere me, my fiſt is like a Sling, my head like a Ram, and my whole body an Engine, and I will make any man toothleſſe that ſhall offend me. Then you will make his mouth as unſerviceable as your fathers gumm'd velvet. I long to exerciſe my puiſſance: thou art ſure there is but one of them? ſtand by a little, and let me flouriſh with my ſword, to animate my ſpirits; now whatſoever hee is, that comes in my way, I pronounce him to be a miſerable mortall. What haſt thou there Crochet. I imagin'd there would be a great deale of blood ſpilt in the skirmiſh, and ſo I brought theſe to wipe the wounds, nothing elſe ſir: looke you here they come. Give by Crochet, till I queſtion them: it behooves a wiſe man to deal with words, before he deſcend to blowes: what arrant knight are you ſir? and whither doe you travell with that Damoſell? Preſſe that point home. O brother Lackwit, how came you ſo accoutred? or were you ſet here for a watch-man to guard us? No ſir, I doe not guard, nor regard any man, and yet Ile ſtand upon my guard, and this is the poynt Ile maintaine. What doe you meane brother Lackwit? How, I your brother? No, I ſcorne to have affiance with ſuch a conny-catcher: you ſir Neſſus, deliver up your theft, or I will play the Hereules with you. I am going to marry her, my name is Dotario, and this is your ſiſter Aemilia. I, ſhe is my ſiſter, but you are a counterfeit, and have ſtolne her away. Seize her for fellons goods, ſhe belongs to the Lord of the ſoyle. Thou villaine, doſt thou not know, if I were dead, and her other ſiſter, ſhe would be next heire, and then thou mightſt be hangd for her? But I had her conſent, and her fathers, my name is Dotario your neighbour, that have fed you with cuſtard and apple-pie a hundred times. I, this Gentleman has, but you have abus'd him, and tooke his wrong name upon you. I am the ſame. He lyes, beat him for lying, what doe you ſtay for? I am conſidering with my eye, which part of him I ſhall firſt cut off.