Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638; revised 1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit T35 Fools, wit and railing typicality 0.72 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
Take them: I will not leave a pen within my lodging, I will forget to write, or set my hand to any thing. Unless 't be to a bond. I'll go put this blessed design in execution, Cosen anon i'll meet you at your chamber. What in that reverend shape? the gentlemen That I converse with, will believe thee some Itinerant Scholar, have thee whipped by th' statute. I would be loath, now I am past a fresh man to be had into the butteries. Still them terms? study to forget them, I'll send my Man to you with a new suit of mine I never wore yet, Be sure to put it on right, you mere Scholars Know no degree of garment above Serge, Or Satanisco: tie your bandstrings neatly And do not eat the buttons off, put not Your Cuffs both on one hand; 'twill tax your judgement Of new inventing fashions when accoutred, Come to my chamber, and I'll furnish you With language fit to accost your mistress. Rare, I've got more learning from him in half an hour, Then in a whole life's practice out of books. Follow me Tristram, farewell dear cosen. How I could laugh now, were my spleen large enough: a Hundred such lame stupid Idiots were enough, if married, To precise Burghers daughters to replenish The city with a race of fools, and root The stock of knaves quite out of it, he loves books: Not that he has a scruple more of learning Then will suffice him to say grace, but like Some piteous cowards, who are oft thought valiant For keeping store of weapons in their chambers, He loves to be esteemed a doctor by His volumes: but I shall fit his scholarship: whose's these? Alderman Covets, Formal, byth' proportion: That rib of man's flesh should be Clare, dost hear My honest Cadis garters: who for care And close attendance on thy charge deserves To be grand porter to the great Turk's Seraglia: how hight that veiled damsel? She has been at Britain's burse a buying pins & needle To work a nightcap for my master sir. Pox upon him, is not her name Clare, niece to Alderman Covets Her father was a country Squire of large revenue and her mother. I shall be forced to hear him blaze her pedigree, I'd beat him, but that clubs and paring shovels o'th' city Would be so busy about my ears: they'd spoil My hearing two months after Gentle Lady Pardon my error if I do mistake, are not you mistress Clare? Formal at last, would have resolved you, and I held my Peace of purpose, cause I knew his slow discovery would vex Your nimble patience You are a Gipsie, but does thy uncle's humour hold of wedding His daughter to sir Timothy. Yes, or to young monsieur Holdfast whom he says is Learned enough to make Cheapside a College, And all the City a new Academy, but have you Thorowgood performed what I advised you to?
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Length
506 words · 655 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T35 — Fools, wit and railingcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.719 (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)
Take them: I will not leave a pen within my lodging, I will forget to write, or set my hand to any thing. Unlesse 't be to a bond. Ile goe put this blest designe in execution, Cosen anon ile meet you at your chamber. What in that reverend shape? the gentlemen That I converse with, will believe thee some Itinerant Scholler, have thee whipt by th' statute. I would be loath, now I am past a fresh man to bee had into the buttries. Still them termes? study to forget them, Ile send my Man to you with a new suite of mine I never wore yet, Be sure to put it on right, you mere Schollers Know no degree of garment above Serge, Or Satanisco: tie your band-strings neatly And doe not eat the buttons off, put not Your Cuffs both on one hand; twill tax your judgement Of new inventing fashions when accoustred, Come to my chamber, and Ile furnish you With language fit to accost your mistris. Rare, I've got more learning from him in halfe an houre, Then in a whole lifes practise out of bookes. Follow me Tristram, farewell deare cosen. How I could laugh now, were my spleen large enough: a Hundred such lame stupid Ideots were enough, if marry'd, To precise Burgers daughters to replenish The city with a race of fooles, and root The stocke of knaves quite out of it, he loves books: Not that he has a scruple more of learning Then will suffice him to say grace, but like Some piteous cowards, who are oft thought valiant For keeping store of weapons in their chambers, He loves to be esteem'd a doctor by His volumnes: but I shall fit his schollership: whose these? Alderman Covets, Formall, byth' proportion: That rib of mans flesh should be Clare, dost heare My honest Cadis garters: who for care And close attendance on thy charge deserves To be grand porter to the great Turkes Seraglia: how hight that vayl'd damsell? She has been at Britins burse a buying pins & needle To worke a night-cap for my master sir. Pox upon him, is not her name Clare, niece to Alderman Covets Her father was a country Squire of large revenew and her mother. I shall be forc'd to heare him blaze her pedigree, Ide beat him, but that clubs and paring shovells oth' city Would be so busie abou my eares: they'd spoyle My hearing two months after Gentle Lady Pardon my error if I doe mistake, are not you mistris Clare? Formall at last, would have resolv'd you, and I held my Peace of purpose, cause I knew his slow discovery would vex Your nimble patience You are a Gipsie, but does thy unkles huour hold of wedding His daughter to sir Timothy. Yes, or to young monsieur Holdfast whom he sayes is Learned enough to make Cheap-side a Colledge, And all the City a new Academy, but have you Thorowgood perform'd what I advis'd you to?