Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Wit in a Constable · chunk 26 of 31

Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638; revised 1639] (Annals)
not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit
T30 Constables, justices and the watch typicality 0.79 · 513 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.

Next, if a thief chance to pass through your watch, Let him depart in peace; for should you stay him, To purchase his redemption he'll impart Some of his stolen goods, and you're apt to take them, Which makes you accessary to his theft, And so fit food for Tyburn. Good advice, I promise you, if we have grace to follow it. Next if a drunkard of a man disguised, Desire to pass the gate, by all means open't, You'll run yourselves into th' praemunire, For your authority stretches but to men, And they are beasts by statute. Such as we are, Horned beasts he means. How's that; you carry lanterns, Thou hast wit, and I'll reward't, there's four tokens To buy the cheese: next for the female creatures, Which the severer officers i'th' suburbs Term girls, or wenches, let them pass without Examining where they been: or taking from them A single token: lass good souls, they get Their money hard, with labours of their bodies, And to exact on those were even extortion Beyond a broker's. Yet they do't Without the City, I have heard a brewer, Being one year in office, got as much from those Good souls as bought him a new mash-fat, And mended all his coolers. How's that? we are bidden Not to take ill examples, for yourselves you have Free leave for th' good o'th' common wealth to Sleep after eleven: mean time you may play at Tray trip, or cockall for black puddings, So now your charge is finished. Stand, who goes there? Come before Mr. Constable. 'tis I Landlord, There's sixteen pence to buy thy watch some Ale. Prithee tie up their tongues. And there's four groats To purchase toasts to it. How's that, pray stay my masters, You're sober men and fit to be Whither goes all this carriage? close, These are the cunningest wooden bawdy houses, Were ere invented, and these blue coat men mules, The most authentic pimps: set down and open Your chair of sin you varlets Why good Landlord, You will spoil all, do you not know your tenant, Not Ieremy Holdfast? How's that? not my father Upon a watch, I'll lay my life they've stolen Some city orphan, they're so loath to have Their load discovered. There's ten shillings Landlord To buy thee sack: although it be thy office, And thou art sworn to't, for a friend 'tis lawful To break an oath: I will forswear myself A hundred times to do thee good. I am Appeased, march on: look you remember my Instructions: so this money was well gotten, And 'tshall as merrily be spent, you need no More, club your half pence sparks to purchase Ale, You've an exchequer: ha! another chariot, This same should be some Lady from a labour, Her waiters smell of groaning cheese: goodnight Gentlemen, pay the Porter, what is't twelve pence? Share it amongst you. Mr. Constable 'tis very late, a fire and a brown tossed now, With some of mother Trundles Ale, I promise you Would comfort much the innards.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayWit in a Constable
AuthorGlapthorne, Henry
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1638 [1636-1638; revised 1639]
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1145 · TCP A01779 · DEEP 977
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1761–1836 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 26 of 31 in this edition
Length513 words · 706 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T30 — Constables, justices and the watch cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.786 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T36 · seed 44: T35 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Next, if a thiefe chance to passe through your watch, Let him depart in peace; for should you stay him, To purchase his redemption he'le impart Some of his stolne goods, and you're apt to take them, Which makes you accessary to his theft, And so fit food for Turne. Good advise, I promise you, if we have grace to follow it. Next if a drunkard of a man disguisd, Desire to passe the gate, by all means open't, You'l run your selves intoth' premunire, For your authority stretches but to men, And they are beasts by statute. Such as we are, Horn'd beasts he means. How's that; you carry lanthornes, Thou hast wit, and Ile reward't, there's foure tokens To buy the cheese: next for the female creatures, Which the severer officers ith' suburbs Terme girles, or wenches, let them passe without Examining where they been: or taking from them A single token: lasse good soules, they get Their mony hard, with labours of their bodies, And to exact on those were even extortion Beyond a brokers. Yet they doe't Without the City, I have heard a brewer, Being one yeare in office, got as much from those Good soules as bought him a new mash-fat, And mended all his coolers. How's that? we are bidden Not to take ill examples, for your selves you have Free leave for th' good oth' common wealth to Sleepe after eleven: meane time you may play at Tray trip, or cockall for blacke puddings, So now your charge is finish'd. Stand, who goes there? Come before Mr. Constable. Tis I Landlord, There's sixteenpence to buy thy watch some . Prithee tie up their tongues. And there's four To purchase tosts to it. How's that, pray stay , You'r sober men and fit : Whither goes all this carriage? , These are the cunningst wodden bawnly houses, Were ere invented, and these blew coate men , The most authenticke pimps: set downe and open Your chaire of sinne you Why good Landlord, You will spoyle all, doe you not know your tenent, Not Ieremy Holdfast? How's that? not my father Upon a watch, Ile lay my life they've stolne Some city orphe, they'r so loath to have Their load discover'd. There's ten shillings▪ Landlord To buy thee sack: although it be thy office, And thou art sworne to't, for a friend tis lawfull To breake an oath: I will forsweare my selfe A hundred times to doe thee good. Iam Appeas'd, march on: looke you remember my Instructions: so this money was well gotten, And 'tshall as merrily be spent, you need no More, club your halfe pence sparkes to purchase Ale, You've an exchequer: ha another chariot, This same should be some Lady from a labor, Her waiters smell of groning cheese: goodnight Gentlemen, pay the Porter, what ist twelve pence▪ Share it amongst you. Mr. Constable Tis very late, a fire and a browne tost now, With some of mother Trundles Ale, I promise you Would comfort much the inwards.