Dekker, Thomas · published 1636 · first performed or written 1631 [1619-1631] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (first) (?) T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.83 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Must thou needs at thy first encounter tell her thou art a man, why when you walk together, cannot you begin a tale to her, with once upon a time there was a loving couple that having tired themselves with walking, sat down upon a bank, and kissed, and embraced, and played, and so by degrees bring the tale about to your own purpose. Can you not? fie, you are the worst at these things Sir. I am sister indeed. And the more fool you indeed: you see how the old stinking fox her husband is still rubbing me as if I had the palsy, I'll not have his withered hands (which are as moist as the side of stockfish) lie piddling in my bosom, therefore determine some thing, or farewell. I have dear sister, if you will but hear me. Come on, out with't then. Give you the old man promise of your love, And the next night appoint him for your bed; Raped with joy, he'll feign business of state, To leave his lady, and to lie alone, Very good. Then my request shall be, that for that night She would accept me for her bedfellow, And there's no question sister of the grant, Which being Enjoyed I doubt not but to manage And carry all so even on levill ground, That my offence shall in my love seem drowned. The clock for your business thus far goes true, but now for me, what shall I do with the old cock in my Roost? Sister, you have some trick (no doubt) to keep Him within compass. No not I believe me, I know not what to do with him, unless I should give him a little Nux vomica, to make him sleep away the night, but brother, to pleasure you, I'll venture a joint, and yet it troubles me too, that I should prove a Traitor to my sex, I do betray an Innocent Lady, to what ill I know not. But Love the author of it will I hope Turn it quite otherwise, and perhaps it may be So welcome to her as a courtesy. I doubt not but it shall. We nothing can, Unless man woman help, and woman man. THou art my noble kinsman, and but thy mother (Upon my soul) was chaste I should believe Some Emperor begot thee, Why pray Uncle? Suppose all kingdoms on the earth were balls, And that thou held'st a racket in thy hand, To toss 'em as thou wouldst, how wouldst thou play? Why? as with balls, bandy 'em quite away. A tennis-court of kings could do no more; But faith what dost thou think, that I now think, Of thy this days expense? That it was brave. I think thee a proud vainglorious bragging knave, That golden womb thy father left so full, thou Vulturelike eatest through: oh here's trimstuff; A goodman's state, in garters, strings and ruff; Hast not a saffron shirt on too? I fear thouart Troubled with the green-sickness, thou look'st wan.
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Length
508 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.831 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Must thou needs at thy first encounter tell her thou art a man, why when you walke together, cannot you begin a tale to her, with once upon a time there was a loving couple that having tyred themselves with walking, sat downe upon a banck, and kist, and embraced, and plaid, and so by degrees bring the tale about to your owne purpose. Can you not? fie, you are the worst at these things Sir. I am sister indeed. And the more foole you indeed: you see how the old stinking fox her husband is stil rubbing me as if I had the palsy, Ile not have his wither'd hands (which are as moist as the side of stock-fish) lye pidling in my bosome, therefore determine some thing, or farewell. I have deare sister, if you will but heare me. Come on, out with't then. Give you the old man promise of your love, And the next night appoint him for your bed; Rap'd with joy, he'le seigne businesse of state, To leave his lady, and to lie alone, Very good. Then my request shall be, that for that night She would accept me for her bed-fellow, And there's no question sister of the grant, Which being Injoy'd I doubt not but to manage And carry all so even on levill ground, That my offence shall in my love seeme drownde. The clocke for your businesse thus far goes true, but now for me, what shall I do with the old cock in my Roost? Sister, you have some tricke (no doubt) to keepe Him within compasse. No not I beleeve me, I know not what to doe with him, unlesse I should give him a little Nux vomica, to make him sleep away the night, but brother, to pleasure you, Ile venter a joynte, and yet it troubles me too, that I should prove a Traytor to my sex, I doe betray an Innocent Lady, to what ill I know not. But Love the author of it wil I hope Turne it quite otherwise, and perhaps it may be So welcome to her as a courtesie. I doubt not but it shall. We nothing can, Vnlesse man woman helpe, and woman man. THou art my noble kinsman, and but thy mother (Vpon my soule) was chast I should beleeve Some Emperor begot thee, Why pray Vncle? Suppose all kingdomes on the earth were balls, And that thou held'st a racket in thy hand, To tosse 'em as thou wu'd'st, how wo'dst thou play? Why? as with balls, bandy 'em quite away. A tennes-court of kings could do no more; But faith what doest thou thinke, that I now think, Of thy this days expence? That it was brave. I thinke thee a proud vaine-glorious bragging knaue, That golden wombe thy father left so full, thou Vulture-like eat'st thorough: oh heeres trimstuffe; A good-mans state, in Gartyres, strings and ruffe; Hast not a saffron shirt on too? I feare th'art Troubled with the greene-sicknes, thou look'st wan.