Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Wise Woman of Hogsdon · chunk 11 of 36

Heywood, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written c.1604(?) (Annals)
comedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 475 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

I confess myself to have been in that action, but note the cause, Sir: you could not have pleasured me so much, in giving me a piece of gold, as at the same time to help me to that Counter. Why Sir, what cause had you to beat the Watch, and raise a midnight tumult in the streets? Nay, but hear me, sweet Sir Harry: Being somewhat late at Supper at the Mitre, the doors were shut at my Lodging, I knocked at three or four places more, all were a-bed, and fast: inns, Taverns, none would give me entertainment. Now, would you have had me despaired, and lain in the streets? No, I bethought me of a trick worth two of that, and presently devised, having at that time a charge of money about me, to be lodged, and safely too. As how, I pray you? Marry thus: I had knocked my heels against the ground a good while, knew not where to have a Bed for love nor money. Now what did I? but spying the Watch, went and hit the Constable a good souse on the Ear, who provided me of a lodging presently; and the next day, being brought before your Worship, I was then sent thither back again, where I lay three or four days without control. O, y'are a Gallant! is that Gentleman A Suitor too? I am a Suitor in my friend's behalf, No otherwise: I can assure you, Sir, He is a Gentleman descended well, Derived from a good house, well qualified, And well possessed; but that which most should move you, He loves your Daughter. But were I to choose, Which of these two should please my fancy best, I sooner should affect this Gentleman, For his mad carriage, and his fair discourse, Than my hot Suitor; Ruffians I detest: A smooth and square behaviour likes me best. What say you to me, Lady. You had best ask my Father what I should say. Are you angry, sweet Lady, that I asked your Father's consent? No, if you can get his consent to marry him, shall it displease me? Indeed you therein much forget yourself, To sound her Father ere you tasted her. You should have first sought means for her goodwill, And after compassed his. He can prevail with neither: Gentlemen, If you will come to revel, you are welcome; If to my Table, welcome; if to use me In any grateful Office, welcome too: But if you come as Suitors, there's the door. The door! I say the door. Why Sir? tell not me of your door, nor going out of it, your company is fair and good, and so is your Daughters; I'll stay here this twelvemonth, ere I'll offer to trouble your door. Sir, but you shall not. Taber! where's that knave?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Wise Woman of Hogsdon
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1638
First performance / composition (Annals)c.1604(?)
First performance (BritDrama)1623 [1613-1638]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1071 · TCP A03255 · DEEP 889
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 385–420 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 36 in this edition
Length475 words · 618 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.808
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)
I confesse my selfe to have been in that acton, bu note the cause, Sir: you could not have pleasur'd mee so much, in giving mee a piece of gold, as at the same time to helpe me to that Counter. Why Sir, what cause had you to beat the Watch, and raise a midnight tumult in the streets? Nay, but heare mee, sweet Sir Harry: Being somewhat late at Supper at the Miter, the doores were shut at my Lodging, I knock't at three or foure places more, all were a-bed, and fast: Innes, Tavernes, none would give me entertainment. Now, would you have had me dispair'd, and layne in the streets? No, I bethought me of a tricke worth two of that, and presently devis'd, having at that time a charge of money about me, to be lodg'd, and safely too. As how, I pray you? Marry thus: I had knockt my heeles against the ground a good while, knew not where to have a Bed for love nor money. Now what did I? but spying the Watch, went and hit the Constable a good sowse on the Eare, who provided me of a lodging presently; and the next day, being brought before your Worship, I was then sent thither backe againe, where I lay three or foure dayes without controule. O, y'are a Gallant! is that Gentleman A Suitor too? I am a Suitor in my friends behlfe, No otherwis: I can assure you, Sir, He is a Gentleman discended well, Deriv'd from a good hous, well quallify'd, And well possest; but that which most should move you, Hee loves your Daughter. But were I to chuse, Which of thse two should please my fancie best, I sooner should affct this Gentleman, For his md carriage, and his faire discourse, Then my hot Suitor; Ruffians I detest: A sooth and square bhaviour likes mee best. What say you to me, Lady. You had best aske my Father what I should say. Are you angry, sweet Lady, that I ask't your Fathers consent? No, if you can get his consent to marry him, shall it mee? Indeed you therein much forget your selfe, To sound her Father e're you tasted her. You should have first sought meanes for her good-will, And after compast his. He can prevaile with neither: Gentlemen, If you will come to revell, you are welcome; If to my Table, welcome; if to use mee In any gratefull Office, welcome too: But if you come as Suitors, there's the doore. The doore! I say the doore. Why Sir? tell not me of your doore, nor going out of it, your companie is faire and good, and so is your Daughters; Ile stay here this twelve-moneth, e're Ile offer to trouble your doore. Sir, but you shall not. Taber! where's that knave?