Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Tottenham Court · chunk 15 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 T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 502 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Is there Music with the company you left? And good too: 'tis company of that curiosity, ordinary stuff will not please them. Would thou wouldst enter me into their acquaintance; we might have a dance. Why, I love dancing too. Agility Commends the good composure of one's body; And graceful garbs are taking. No perfection Doth make the object of a handsome man So pleasing in a Lady's eye, as Dancing. This Room's more spacious: I'll invite them hither. They have prevented me. The room's possest. You may command a resignation. Please you t'admit us; we would fain partake Your worth and company. Your friends Will Changelove? Yes, noble sir. They're welcome to my knowledge. Numbers addition will increase our mirth, And swell it to more height. Arm me now confidence, And teach my tongue, that never spoke untruth From a consideration, practice lying, And the denial of my proper self. It is my brother, he'll discover me. 'Tis surely she: they're all her lineaments. Had I ne'er seen her; had not knowing sense Power to distinguish, natural instinct Would tell me 'tis my sister. Why disguised? And why come hither? it hath wrapped my reason In mists of wonder. Yet I cannot fear She hath betrayed her honour to base wantonness. She had a guard of virtues; else hypocrisy Taught her to seem a Saint, and paint that goodness With a false colour. Know you not my sweet heart? No indeed sir. Is not your name Bellamuel? Neither sir. denies herself. There's something in't above my reach of fear. Passion forbear me, and I'll work with policy, To find the scope of all. A sweet young Gentleman. Is this your sweetheart maid? Is she your servant? I would have called her kinswoman for resemblance She hath with one of mine. Your Aunt or Cousin? Means she in the mystical sense of ill? Shall we dance gentlemen? musicness, and let activeness freeze! Shall I use you sweet Mistress? Kindly sir, or I am waspish. A wasp you know hath a sting. Please that gross gentleman? By no means sir: dancing will hurt his Sciatica. Do you know him then? Yes, and will know him better if he come near me. He is one into whom the spirit of Swetnam's crept. I hope sir you are of a kinder disposition to our sex. You see Mistress I am for their company any way. Pray sir let's go nearer the women. Pray sir forbear: you'll not compel me rudely. Perhaps there's an aversion in my nature. The company of women's mine affliction. My wife shall vex you then. And I love Man's society: solid souls, Void of all light impressions; whose discourse Tends not to superficial compliment, But hath more sense than sound. You are for dancing; Possess my room, The women's creature sir. There's Magic in their company that charms All masculine affections, but of pleasure In their enjoying. I'll spin or thread their needles, Read Spenser and th' Arcadia for their company.
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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 724–796 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 33 in this edition
Length502 words · 676 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.691
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)
Is there Musique with the company you left? And good too: 'tis company of that curiositie, ordinary stuffe will not please them. Would thou wouldst enter mee into their acquaintance; we might have a dance. Why, I love dancing too. Agilitie Commends the good composure of one's bodie; And gracefull garbs are taking. No perfection Doth make the object of a handsome man So pleasing in a Ladies eye, as Dancing. This Room's more spacious: I'le invite them hither. They have prevented me. The room's posset. You may command a resignation. Please you t'admit us; we would faine partake Your worth and company. Your friends Will Changelove? Yes, noble sir. They'r welcome to my knowledge. Numbers addition will increase our mirth, And swell it to more height. Arme me now confidence, And teach my tongue, that never spake untruth From a consideration, practise lying, And the dnyall of my proper selfe. It is my brother, hee'l discover me. 'Tis surely she : they'r all her lineaments. Had I ne're seene her ; had not knowing sense Power to distinguish, nturall instinct Would tell me 'tis my sister. Why disguis'd? And why come hithe? it hath wrapt my reason In mists of wonder. Yet I cannot feare She hath betray'd her honour to base wantonnesse. She had a guard of vertues; else hypocrisie Taught her to seeme a Saint, and paint that goodnese With a false colour. Know you not my sweet heart? No indeed sir. Is not your name Bellamuel? Neither sir. Deny's her selfe. There's something in't above my reach of feare. Passion forbeare me, and I'le worke with policie, To find the scope of all. A sweet young Gentleman. Is this your sweet-heart maid? Is she your servant? I woud have cal'd her kinswoman for resemblance She hath with one of mine. Your Aunt or Cousin? Meanes she in the mysticall sense of ill? Shall we dance gentlemen? Musicknesse, and let activenesse freeze! Shall I use you sweet Mistris? Kindly sir, or I am waspish. A waspe you know hath a sting. Please that grosse gentleman? By no meanes sir : dancing will hurt his Sciatia. Doe you know him then? Yes, and will know him better if he come neere me. He is one into whom the spirit of Swetnam's crept. I hope sir you are of a kinder disposition to our sexe. You see Mistris I am for their compny any way. Pray sir let's goe neerer the women. Pray sir forbeare : you'l not compell me rudely. Perhaps ther's an aversion in my nature. The company of women's mine affliction. My wife shall vexe you then. And I love Mans societie: solid soules, Void of all light impressions ; whose discourse Tends not to superficiall complement, But hath more sense then sound. You are for dancing; Possesse my roome, The womens creature sir. There's Magick in their company that charmes All masculine affections, but of plesure In their enjoying. I'le spin or threed their needles, Read Spenser and th' Arcadia for their company.