Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Tottenham Court · chunk 9 of 33

Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals)
comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) (?); King's Revels Company (?) · Salisbury Court
unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 493 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.

I have a Cornish-Lad that wrestles well, and hath brought home rabbits every Bartholmew-tide these five years. At stool ball I have a northwest stripling shall deal with ever a boy in the strand. Now you speak of a ball, I would we had one here; 'tis a commendable exercise: the great Physician Galen wrote a book, de exercitations parvae pilae. What's that, pray sir? Concerning the exercise of the little ball. It seems great Physicians will busy themselves about small things: but they are not of my mind. How lik'st the project? As the end proves it; howsoever, it promiseth fairly. They are arrived: let us prepare ourselves. Mr. Changelove; a happy day follow this pleasant morning. Worthy friend, I return your salute with double wishes: pray know this Gentleman and his bedfellow. The day must needs be fortunate, that begins with such fair Omens. I pray sir, why doth that Gentleman shun your company? I hope we fright him not. It had been manners to salute me. He always doth that by attorney Mistress. Then I must pay the fees. The truth is, he is a great woman-hater. Now out upon him. I thought he was gelt, he is so fat. Beast that I was to be so unmerciful to a dumb thing; I had a dog served so for the same purpose. It is a disposition in his will, Not a defect of power. How said you sir? cannot that Gentleman endure women? Hardly their sight at distance. 'Tis affliction Unto his very soul to hear their virtues Discoursed, unless in scorn. A strange unmanly humour: I love not that. May all the curses our injured sex can study, fall upon him for it: and I think we can curse. I know, to him my company is dear; And our intentions have the self same end Of mutual enjoying: now, with what dejection He doth expect I should divide myself From you, may be conceived. I beseech you kind sir leave us not. I should love some witty plot upon him. He is my friend: yet I would gladly aid In any easy mischief, that might aim At his reclaiming. Let's get him arraigned as one was in a play. Let me alone to aggravate his indictment to the Jury; which shall be twelve Midwives of my acquaintance: yet I'll be sworn I never used any of them. I have it. Pray first hear mine: let's run to Tottenham-Court for a wager. 'Tis excellent; so his gross Body's toil To follow us, shall be our laughter. Right: or if he stay behind, let my wife alone to vex him. Let's run then: 'tis a brave Olympic exercise; I love it well; but how shall we dispose Of all these cumbers? Let us not be footmen. Indeed a seeming careless stayed formality In such like wantonnesses best becomes A gentleman. I love it. Forwards then. The wager? Every man his dozen.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayTottenham Court
AuthorNabbes, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1638
First performance / composition (Annals)1638
First performance (BritDrama)1633 [May] [1633-1634]
Company (BritDrama)Prince Charles's Men (second) (?); King's Revels Company (?)
TheaterSalisbury Court;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1077 · TCP A07978 · DEEP 899
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 448–497 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 33 in this edition
Length493 words · 658 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T3 — Sickness, physic and doctors at 0.671
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 have a Cornish-Lad that wrastles well, and hath brought home Rabbets every Bartholmew-tide these five yeares. At stoole ball I have a North-west strippling shall deale with ever a boy in the strand. Now you speake of a ball, I would wee had one here; tis a commendable exercise: the great Physitian Galen wrote a booke, de exercitations parvae pilae. What's that, pray sir? Concerning the exercise of the little ball. It seems great Physitians will busie themselves about small things: but they are not of my mind. How lik'st the project? As the end proves it; howsoever, it promiseth fairely. They are arriv'd: let us prepare our selves. Mr. Changelove; a happy day follow this pleasant morning. Worthy friend, I returne your salute with double wishes: pray know this Gentleman and his bedfellow. The day must needs bee fortunate, that begins with such faire Omens. I pray sir, why doth that Gentleman shun your company? I hope we fright him not. It had beene manners to salute me. He alwayes doth that by Attourney Mistris. Then I must pay the fees. The truth is, he is a great woman-hater. Now out upon him. I thought he was gelt, hee is so fat. Beast that I was to be so unmercifull to a dumb thing; I had a dog serv'd so for the same purpose. It is a disposition in his will, Not a defect of power. How said you sir? cannot that Gentleman indure women? Hardly their sight at distance. 'Tis affliction Vnto his very soule to heare their vertues Discourst, unlesse in scorne. A strange unmanly humour: I love not that. May all the curses our injur'd sexe can study, fall upon him for it: and I thinke we can curse. I know, to him my company is deare; And our intentions have the selfe same end Of mutuall enjoying: now, with what dejection He doth expect I should divide my selfe From you, may be conceiv'd. I beseech you kind sir leave us not. I should love some witty plot upon him. He is my friend: yet I would gladly ayde In any easie mischiefe, that might ayme At his reclaiming. Let's get him arraign'd as one was in a play. Let me alone to aggravate his inditement to the Jury; which shall be twelve Midwives of my acquaintance: yet Ile be sworne I never us'd any of them. I have it. Pray first heare mine: let's run to Ttenham-Court for a wager. 'Tis excellent; so his grosse bodies toyle To follow us, shall be our laughter. Right: or if he stay behind, let my wife alone o vexe him. Let's run then: 'tis a brave Olympicke exercise; I love it well; but how shall we dispose Of all these cumbers? Let us not be foot-men. Indeed a seeming carelesse stay'd formalitie In such like wantonnesses best becomes A gentleman. I love it. Forwards then. The wager? Every man his dozen.