Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Late Lancashire Witches · chunk 34 of 43

Heywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 (Annals)
comedy · King's Men · Globe
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 505 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.

You are merry with your friends, good master By-Blow, and we are guests here in your uncle's house, and therefore privileged. I presume you had no more privilege in your getting than I. But tell me gentlemen, is there any man here amongst you, that hath a mind to see his father? Why, who shall show him? That's all one; if any man here desire it, let him but speak the word, and 'tis sufficient. Why, I would see my father. Strike. Do you know him that looks so full in your face; Yes well, a pedant in my father's house. Who being young, taught me my A, B, C. In his house, that goes for your father you would say: For know one morning, when your mother's husband rid early to have a Nisi prius tried at Lancaster 'Sizes, he crept into his warm place, lay close by her side, and then were you got. Then come, your heels and tail together, and kneel unto your own dear father. Ha, ha, ha. I am abused. Why laugh you Gentlemen? It may be more men's cases than his or mine. Bant. To be thus jeered. Come, take it as a jest For presume 'twas meant no otherwise. Would either of you two now see his father in earnest Yes, canst thou show me mine? . He looks on you speak, do you know him? Yes, he was my mother's tailor, I remember him ever since I was a child. Who when he came to take measure of her upper parts had more mind to the lower, whilst the good man was in the fields hunting, he was at home whoring. Then, since no better comfort can be had, Come down, come down, ask blessing of your dad. Ha, ha, ha This cannot be endured. It is plain Witchcraft. Nay since we all are bid unto one feast, let's fare alike, come show me mine too. Strike. He points at you. What then? You know him. Yes, Robin the groom belonging to this house. And never served your father? In's youth I think he did. Who when your supposed father had business at the Lord president's Court in York, stood for his Attorney at home, & so it seems you were got by deputy: what all a mort? if you will have but a little patience, stay & you shall see mine too: And know I show you him the rather, To find who hath the best man to his Father. — Now Gentlemen make me your precedent, learn your duties, and do as I do— A blessing Dad. Come, come, let's home, we'll find some other time, When to dispute of these things— Nay Gent. no parting in spleen, since we have begun in mirth, let's not end in melancholy; you see there are more By-blows than bear the name; It is grown a great kindred in the Kingdom. Come, come, all friends; Let's into the Cellar and conclude our Revels in a lusty health.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Late Lancashire Witches
AuthorHeywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard
Publication year (edition)1634
First performance / composition (Annals)1634
First performance (BritDrama)1634 [Aug]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterGlobe;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1020 · TCP A03258 · DEEP 837
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1365–1407 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 34 of 43 in this edition
Length505 words · 650 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.817
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)
You are merrie with your friends, good master Blow, and wee are guests here in your Vnckles house, and therefore priviledged. I presume you had no more priviledge in your getting than . But tell me gentlemen, is there any man here amongst you, that hath a minde to see his father? Why, who shall shew him? Thats all one; if any man here desire it, let him but speake the word, and 'tis sufficient. Why, I would see my father. Strike. Doe you know him that lookes so full in your face; Yes well, a pedant in my fathers house. Who beeing young, taught me my A, B, C. In his house, that goes for your father you would say: For know one morning, your mothers husband rid early to have a Nisi prius tryed at Lancaster Syzes, hee crept into his warme place, lay close by her side, and then were you got. Then come, your heeles and tayle , and kneele your own deare father. Ha, ha, ha. I am abused. Why laugh you Gentlemen? It may be more mens cases than his or mine. Bant. To be thus . Come, take it as a jest For presume 'twas meant no otherwise. Would either of you two now see his father in earnest Yes, canst thou shew me mine? . Hee lookes on you speake, doe you know him? Yes, he was my mothers Taylor, I remember him ever since I was a childe. Who when hee came to take measure of her upper parts had more minde to the lower, whilest the good man was in the fields hunting, he was at home . Then, since no better comfort be had, Come downe, come downe, aske blessing of your dad. Ha, ha, ha This cannot be indur'd. It is plaine Witchcraft. Nay since we all are bid unto one feast, Lets fare alike, come shew me mine too. Strike. He points at you. What then? You know him. Yes, Robin groome belonging to this house. And never served your father? In's youth I thinke he did. Who when your supposed father had businesse at the Lord Presidents Court in Yorke, stood for his Atturney at home, & so it seems you were got by deputy: what all a mort? if you will have but a little patience, stay & you shall see mine too: And know I shew you him the rather, To finde who hath the best man to his Father. — Now Gentlemen make me your President, learne your duties, and I doe—A blessing Dad. Come, come, let's home, we'l finde other time, When to dispute of these things— : Nay Gent. no in begun in , let's not end in ; you see are more By-blowes than beare the ; It is growne a great kindred in the Kingdome. Come, come, all friends; Let's into the Cellar and conclude our Revels in a lusty health.