Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Covent Garden · chunk 27 of 35

Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1633 (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 498 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.

Sweet Mr. Dasher, you are the best Woman Vintner that ever loved a gossip's tale. You have so many good things to pleasure a woman with. You were wont to have an excellent neat tongue. Sweet Mris. Tongall, my best tongue, and all is at your service. Kind Master Dasher. To your welcome Mistress. My humbleness receives your favour thankfully. My service to you Mr. Dasher. I kiss the hand of your servant. And make a leg. This Vintner sure hath had very mannerly breeding. he came not from the Banks side, where the surly Watermen live. Noble sir, I presume to present my desires to do you service. This Gentleman hath less manners. He answers nothing. My friend (Sir) though he be of few words, is a fine wit, and a great observer. A Wit, Mistress; I shall be the prouder of his acquaintance. But when I am a Wit, I shall prefer my talking before my observation. I thank you Mr Littleword. Mr. Littleword and Mris Tongall! very good. Sure this woman had a Frenchman to her Father. Indeed Mr. Dasher, 'tis excellent Sack. If you were unmarried you should have my daughter Jinny, for keeping such good Wine in your house. I retribute all due thanks for your kindness, that you would do me so great an honour. Mistress, you said I should have your daughter. My friend, why so thou shalt. This Sack makes my heart merry. Who then shall my Master have? Why my Daughter linny. A right woman: so her tongue go, no matter what she says. What will that Gentleman with his table-book! Let's have a health to somebody. Please you Sir, to my daughter Iinny. Let it go round then. And he that will not pledge it, shall not have her. I hope we shall drink now Ralph. Else we lose both our share of the Sack, and our hopes of her daughter Iinny. Some more Wine. (Whooh) be nimble sirrah; and bring of my kingdom (that's my word for good wine) that it may wait on these Gentlemen. William, thou art an honest fellow; and if thou bringst us good wine, thou shalt have my daughter Iinny from them all. Sure this Gentleman writes what I speak. I hope 'twas not treason to say my Kingdom. I would I knew what he were. The Vintner seems troubled at this Gentleman's table-book. 'Tis his practice of observation. He is taking a humour for a Play: perhaps my talking of my daughter Iinny. I'll hatch some mirth from it. Sir, you must not take it ill, if I tell you of your errors. You have spoken something rashly. Kind and worthy Sir, my life is your servant for this noble care. That silent Gentleman is an intelligencer; a state spy. he'll inform against you. Therefore comply with him to prevent it. 'Tis his policy to say nothing himself, that his observation may be the more, and his own danger the less.
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PlayCovent Garden
AuthorNabbes, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1638
First performance / composition (Annals)1633
First performance (BritDrama)1634 [Feb] [1633-1634]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1082 · TCP A07971 · DEEP 906
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1167–1202 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 35 in this edition
Length498 words · 663 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T44 — Drinking: wine, ale and taverns at 0.781
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)
Sweet Mr. Dasher, you are the best Woman Vintener that ever lov'd a Gossips tale. You have so many good things to pleasure a woman with. You were wont to have an excellent neat tongue. Sweet Mris. Tongall, my best tongue, and all is at your service. Kind Master Dasher. To your welcome Mistresse. My humblenes receives your favour thankfully. My service to you Mr. Dasher. I kisse the hand of your servant. And make a legg. This Vintener sure hath had very mannerly breeding. he came not from the Bankes side, where the surly Watermen live. Noble sir, I presume to present my desires to doe you service. This Gentleman hath lesse manners. Hee answers nothing. My friend (Sir) though he be of few words, is a fine wit, and a great observer. A Wit, Mistris; I shall be the prouder of his acquaintance. But when I am a Witt, I shall preferre my talking before my observation. I thank you Mr Little-word. Mr. Littleword and Mris Tongall! very good. Sure this woman had a French-man to her Father. Indeed Mr. Dasher, 'tis excellent Sacke. If you were unmarried you should have my daughter inny, for keeping such good Wi in your house. I retribute all due thanks for your kindnesse, that you would doe me so great an honour. Mistris, you said I should have your daughter. My friend, why so thou shalt. This Sacke makes my heart merry. Who then shall my Master have? Why my Daughter linny. A right woman: so her tongue goe, no matter what she sayes. What will that Gentleman with his table-booke! Let's have a health to some body. Please you Sir, to my daughter Iinny. Let it goe round then. And hee that will not pledge it, shall not have her. I hope we shall drinke now Ralph. Else we lose both our share of the Sack, and our hopes of her daughter Iinny. Some more Wine. (Whooh) be nimble sirrah; and bring of my kingdome (that's my word for good wine) that it may wait on these Gentlemen. William, thou art an honest fellow; and if thou bringst us good wine, thou shalt have my daughter Iinny from them all. Sure this Gentleman write's what I speake. I hope 'twas not treason to say my Kingdome. I would I knew what he were. The Vitener seem's troubled at this Gentlemans table-booke. 'Tis his practise of observation. Hee is taking a humour for a Play: perhaps my talking of my daughter Iinny. I'le hatch some mirth from it. Sir, you must not take it ill, if I tell you of your errours. You have spoken somthing rashly. Kind and worthy Sir, my life is your servant for this noble care. That silent Gentleman is an intelligencer; a state spie. Hee' informe against you. Therefore complie with him to prevent it. 'Tis his pollicie to say nothing himselfe, that his observation may be the more, and his owne danger the lesse.