Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Unnatural Combat · chunk 28 of 37

Massinger, Philip · published 1639 · first performed or written 1624 [1624-1625] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men · Globe
unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 535 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.

If it be Your pleasure sir that I shall be unmoved, I will endeavour. You must swear to be Inexorable as you would prevent The greatest mischief to your friend, that fate Could throw upon him. Well, I will obey you. But how the governor will be answered, yet And 'tis material, is not considered. Leave that to me. I'll presently give order How you shall surprise her, be not frighted with Her exclamations. Be you constant o Your resolution I will no fail In what concerns my part. Be ever blessed for't. Not to be spoke with, say you? No. Nor you Admitted to have conference with her? Neither. His doors are fast locked up, and solitude Dwells round about 'em, no access allowed To friend or enemy, but— Nay be not moved sir, Let his passion work, and like a hot reined horse 'T will quickly tire itself. Or in his death Which for her sake till now I have forborn I will revenge the injury he hath done To my true and lawful love. How does your father The Governor relish it? Troth he never had Affection to the match: yet in his pity To me, he's gone in person to his house, Nor will he be denied, and if he find not Strong and fair reasons Malefort will hear from him In a kind he does not look for. In the mean time Pray you put on cheerful looks. Mine suit my fortune. O here's Montaigne. I never could have met you More opportunely. I'll not stale the jest By my relation: but if you will look on The malcontent Belgarde, newly rigged up With the train that follows him, 't will be an object Worthy of your noting. Look you the Comedy Make good the Prologue, or the scorn will dwell Upon yourself. I'll hazard that, observe now; Nay, Captain, glorious Captain: Fall back Rascals, Do you make an Owl of me? this day I will Receive no more Petitions, Here are bills of all occasions, and all fi! If this be the pleasure of a rich suit, would I were Again in my buff jerkin, or my armour, Than I walked securely by my creditor's noses, And not a dog marked me, every officer shunned me, And not one lousy prison would receive me; But now, as the Ballad says, I am turned gallant: There does not live that thing I owe a souse to, But does torment me, a faithful Cobbler told me With his awl in his hand, I was behind hand with him For setting me upright, and bade me look to myself. A Sempstress too, that traded but in socks, Swore she would set a Sergeant on my back For a borrowed shirt: my pay and the benevolence, The Governor and the States bestowed upon me, The city cormorants, my money-mongers, Have swallowed down already, they were sums, I grant, but that I should be such a fool Against my oath, being a cashiered Captain, To pay debts, though grown up to one and twenty, Deserves more reprehension, in my judgement, Than a shopkeeper, or a Lawyer that lends money, In a long dead vacation.
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Unnatural Combat
AuthorMassinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1639
First performance / composition (Annals)1624 [1624-1625]
First performance (BritDrama)1626 [summer] [1623-1639]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterGlobe;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1105 · TCP A07248 · DEEP 923
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1907–1986 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 28 of 37 in this edition
Length535 words · 685 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T8 — Captains, gallants and cheats at 0.837
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)
If it be Your pleasure sir that I shall be unmov'd, I will endeavour. You must sweare to be Inexorable as you would prevent The greatest mischiefe to your friend, that fate Could throw upon him. Well, I will obey you. But how the governour will be answer'd, yet And tis materiall, is not considered. Leave that to me. presently give order How you shall surprize her, be not frighted with Her exclamations. Be you constant o Your resolution I will noe faile In what concernes my part. Be ever blessed for't. Not to be spoke with, say you? No. Nor you Admitted to have conference with her? Neither. His doores are fast lockd up, and solitude Dwels round about em, no accesse allow'd To friend or enemy, but— Nay be not mov'd sir, Let his passion worke, and like a hot rein'd horse 'T will quickly tire it selfe. Or in his death Which for her sake till now I have forborne I will revenge the injury he hath done To my true and lawfull love. How does your father The Governour rellish it? Troth he never had Affection to the match: yet in his pitty To me, he's gone in person to his house, Nor will he be denide, and if he finde not Strong and faire reasons Malefort will heare from him In a kinde he does not looke for. In the meane time Pray you put on cheerefull lookes. Mine suite my fortune. O heer's Montaigne. I never could have met you More opportunely. Ile not stale the jest By my relation: but if you will looke on The malecontent Belgard, newly rigde up With the traine that followes him, 't will be an object Worthy of your noting. Looke you the Comedy Make good the Prologue, or the scorne will dwll Upon your selfe. I'll hazard that, observe now; Nay, Captaine, glorious Captaine: Fall backe Rascall, Doe you make an Owle of me? this day I will Receive no more Petitions, Here are bills of all occasions, and all fi! If this be the pleasure of a rich suite, would I were Againe in my buffe jerkin, or my armour, Then I walk'd securely by my creditors noses, And not a dog mark'd me, every officer shd me, And not one lowzie prison would receive me; But now, as the Ballade sayes, I am turnd gallant: There does not live that thing I ow a sowse to, But does torment me, a faithfull Cobler told me With his awle in his hand, I was behind hand with hi For setting me upright, and bad me looke to my selfe. A Sempstresse too, that traded but in socke, Swore she would set a Sejeant on my backe For a borrowed shirt: my pay and the benevolence, The Governour and the States bestow'd upon me, The citie cormorants, my monie-mongers, Have swallow'd downe already, they were summes, I grant, but that I should be such a foole Against my ohe, being a cashir'd Captaine, To pay debts, though growne up to one and twenty, Deserves more reprehension, in my judgement, Then a shop-keeper, or a Lawyer that lends money, In a long vacation.