Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Well sir, I hope she would have left me hands to have felt him. But hast thou brought what I bid thee? I have Sir, and I have not. (not. I was about to thank you Sir, but now I thank you What hast thou done? I have brought Sir, but not as you bid me. Villain, go run again. Nay Sir, I thought it better to bring two Viols at one going, than at twice going one Viol. There were two of water of the same colour, and I have brought them both. Well, where are they? Here sir. So double diligence, 'Tis no great matter: Indeed their colours are the same, and their effects not much unlike. This being tasted, causeth drunkenness; this sudden madness: and this is the drink I have provided for my Father's morning's draught. Sirrah take you that, you may chance to have use of it; you know the virtue? Yes Sir. And now what are these Suitors that so much trouble you? Master, you have seen Death's dance in Boccus, Merchants, victuallers, Vintners, Tobacco-men, Informers, Projectors, all those that mourned at Tigellius his Funeral; Ambubaiarum collegia, Pharmacapolae, I am sure you know them. And know myself unable to content them. Riches and honour, all the world's delights Their hearts desire, I have given them, And like the Farmer old Stercatius, Still toiling in his dunghill, or his field, As with his grosser soul best sympathising, Spending his spirits, sparing of his pelf, Defraudeth his own Genius, all to make His Master's Son an upstart Gentleman Of inns of Court: so have I hitherto On this still-craving brood freely bestowed My choicest favours, to advance their states: Whilst I myself in scorn and infamy, Have basely lived, am basely like to die. And could I suffer this so vile contempt? Yet am I hated too; who can endure Contempt and hatred to go unrevenged? Or were't else where, I might contain myself Dissemble this my grief, neglect my shame. But here within the great Hermenia, In hatred and contempt to draw my breath, A thousand times 'tis worse than cursed death, But that which more torments my vexed soul, Bold Demonstration, and quick Topicus, Though better borne, yet both my younger brothers, Are everywhere admired, and beloved. Them old Discourse, our too much doting Father, Kisses, embraces, seeks to magnify. On them the Vulgar and Nobility With no less joy do fix their gazing eyes, Than the near-death escaping Mariners Upon fair Leda's Twins, if they appear After a tempest, when the Heavens are clear. To them which scarce my spite-swollen tongue can speak, My heart abhors to think, are destined The fair Scientia and Opinion In happy Spousals to be married: Now Fallacy, 'tis thou must this prevent, Or pine in grief, in shame, in discontent. And see (o fairest Opportunity) That ever favour'st Fallacies attempts, I'll kiss thy gracious hand, and with my heart Embrace thy sweet-self-offering courtesy.
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Length
496 words · 702 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.804 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 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)
Well sir, I hope shee would have left me hands to have felt him. But hast thou brought what I bid thee? I have Sir, and I have not. (not. I was about to thanke you Sir, but now I thanke you What hast thou done? I have brought Sir, but not as you bid me. Villaine, goe runne againe. Nay Sir, I thought it better to bring two Violls at one going, than at twice going one Violl. There were two of water of the same colour, and I have brought them both. Well, where are they? Here sir. So double diligence, 'Tis no great matter: Indeed their colours are the same, and their effects not much unlike. This being tasted, causeth drunkennesse; this sudden madnesse: and this is the drinke I have provided for my Fathers mornings draught. Sirrah take you that, you may chance to have use of it; you know the vertue? Yes Sir. And now what are these Suitors that so much trouble you? Master, you have seene Deaths dance in Boccus, Merchants, Vittulers, Vintners, Tobacco-men, Informers, Projectors, all those that mourn'd at Tigellius his Funerall; Ambubaiarum collegia, Pharmacapolae, I am sure you know them. And know my selfe unable to content them. Riches and honour, all the worlds delights Their hearts desire, I have given them, And like the Farmer old Stercatius, Still toyling in his dung-hill, or his field, As with his grosser soule best sympathizing, Spending his spirits, sparing of his pelfe, Defraudeth his owne Genius, all to make His Masters Sonne an upstart Gentleman Of Innes of Court: so have I hitherto On this still-craving brood freely bestowed My choisest favours, to advance their states: Whilst I my selfe in scorne and infamy, Have basely liv'd, am basely like to dye. And could I suffer this so vile contempt? Yet am I hated too; who can endure Contempt and hatred to goe unreveng'd? Or were't else where, I might contaie my selfe Dissemble this my griefe, neglect my shame. But heere within the great Hermenia, In hatred and contempt to draw my breath, A thousand times 'tis worse than cursed death, But that which more torments my vexed soule, Bold Demonstration, and quick Topicus, Though better borne, yet both my yonger brothers, Are every where admired, and beloved. Them old Discourse, our too much doating Father, Kisses, embraces, seekes to magnifie. On them the Vulgar and Nobility With no lesse joy doe fixe their gazing eyes, Than the neare-death escaping Mariners Vpon faire Ledaes Twinnes, if they appeare After a tempest, when the Heavens are cleare. To them which scarce my spite-swolne tongue can speake, My heart abhorres to thinke, are destined The faire Scientia and Opinion In happy Spousals to be married: Now Faacy, 'tis thou must this prevent, Or pine in griefe, in shame, in discontent. And see (o fairest Opportunity) That ever favour'sts Fallacies attempts, I'le kisse thy gracious hand, and with my heart Embrace thy sweet-selfe-offering courtosie.