Mayne, Jasper · published 1639 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638(?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · before the Court T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.77 · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
How? friend's consent? that's fit For none but farmer's sons, and milkmaids. You shall not Debase your judgement. She takes you for a wit, And you shall match her like one. Then I will. But no more words to th' Gallants. Do you think I am a sieve and cannot hold. Gentlemen The company are sat. It shall be yours. Nay, Sir, your fortune claims precedency. Fetched abroad by two Gallants say you? Yes, Sir, as soon as you were gone; he only stayed To put on other clothes. You say my son Went with 'em too? Yes, Sir. And whether went they? I followed'em to Roseclap's Ordinary And there you left 'em? Yes, Sir, Just before I saw some Captains enter. Well, I give My son for lost, undone, past hope. There is No more but this we'll thither straight. You cipher Have your instructions. Sir, let me alone To make the story doleful. Go, make you ready then. Now, Mr Seathrift, you may see, what these Young men would do left to themselves. My son Shall know he has a sister. And my Nephew That once he had an Uncle. To leave land Unto an unthrift is to build on sand. FOre Jove the Captain foxed him rarely. O Sir He is used to it; this is the fift fish now That he hath shown thus. One got him twenty pound. How Rosclap? Why the Captain kept him, Sir, A whole week drunk, and showed him twice a day. It could not be like this. Faith I do grant This is the strangest fish. you I have hung His other picture into th'fields, where some Say 'tis an o'ergrown porpoise; others say 'tis the fish caught in Cheshire; one to whom The rest agree, said 'twas a Mermaid. 'Slight, Roseclap, shalt have a patent of him. The Birds Brought from Peru, the hairy Wench, the Camel, The Elephant, Dromedaries, or Windsor Castle, The Woman with dead flesh, or She that washes, Threads needles, writes, dresses her children, plays Oth' Virginals with her feet, could never draw People like this. O that his Father were At home to see him. Or his Mother come, Who follows strange sights out of Town, and went To Branford to a Motion. Bid the Captain hasten, Or he'll recover and spoil all. theyare here. BEarback there. Pray you do not press so hard. Make room for the two Gentlewomen. What is't? Twelvepence a piece We will not give't. Q. Make room For them that will then. O fortune here's his Mother. And who's the other? One Ms Holland, the Great seamstress on th'Exchange We gave but a groat To see the last fish. Gentlewoman, that Was but an Irish Sturgeon. This came from The Indies, and eats five Crowns a day in fry, Ox livers, and brown past Well there's three shillings, Pray let us have good places now. Bear back there Look Ms. Seathrift here be Gentlemen. Sure 'tis a rare Fish
before the Court;Blackfriars;Whitehall;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)
comedy
Play type
University/Inns of Court;Nonprofessional;Adult Professional;Professional;Private
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 1118 · TCP A07367 · DEEP 939
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 1070–1161 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 41 in this edition
Length
500 words · 701 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.768 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
How? Friends consent? thats fit For none but Farmers sonnes, and Milk-maids. You shall not Debase your judgement. She takes you for a wit, And you shall match her like one. Then I will. But no more words to th' Gallants. Doe you think I am a sive and cannot hold. Gentlemen The company are sate. It shall be yours. Nay, Sir, your fortune claimes precedency. FEtcht abroad by two Gallants say you? Yes, Sir, Assoone as you were gone; he only staid To put on other clothes. You say my sonne Went with em too? Yes, Sir. And whether went they? I followd'em to Roseclaps Ordinary And there you left em? Yes, Sir, Just before I saw some Captaines enter. Well, I give My sonne for lost, undone, past hope. There is No more but this wee'l thither straight. You Cypher Have your instructions. Sir, let me alone To make the story dolefull. Goe, make you ready then▪ Now, Mr Seathrift, you may see, what these Young men would doe left to themselves. My sonne Shall know he has a sister. And my Nephew That once he had an Uncle. To leave land Unto an unthrift is to build on sand. FOre Jove the Captaine foxt him rarely. O Sir He is used to it; this is the fift fish now That he hath showne thus. One got him twenty pound. How Rosclap? Why the Captaine kept him, Sir, A whole weeke drunk, and showd him twice a day. It could not be like this. Faith I doe grant This is the strangest fish. you I have hung His other picture into th'fields, where some Say tis an oregrowne Porcpisce; others say Tis the fish caught in Cheshire; one to whom The rest agree, said 'twas a Mermaid. S'light, Roseclap, shalt have a patent of him. The Birds Brought from Peru, the hairy Wench, the Camel, The Elephant, Dromedaries, or Winsor Castle, The Woman with dead flesh, or She that washes, Threds needles, writes, dresses her children, playes Oth' Virginalls with her feet, could never draw People like this. O that his Father were At home to see him. Or his Mother come, Who followes strange sights out of Towne, and went To Branford to a Motion. Bid the Captaine hasten, Or hee'l recover and spoile all. Th'are here. BEarback there. Pray you doe not presse so hard. Make roome for the two Gentlewomen. What is't? Twelvepence a peece. We will not give't. Q. Make roome For them that will then. O fortune here's his Mother. And who's the other? One Ms Holland, the Great seamstresse on th'Exchange. We gave but a groat To see the last fish. Gentlewoman, that Was but an Irish Sturgeon. This came from The Indies, and eats five Crownes a day in frye, Oxe livers, and browne past. Well there's three shillings, Pray let us have good places now. Beare back there. Look Ms Seathrift here be Gentlemen. Sure tis a rare Fish.