Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals) not in BritDrama · Ogilby's Men T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.80 · 476 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
Here's one. A foolish one, our governor's servant, How now Rodamant? Keep off. What, is the fellow conjuring? I would, but I cannot read these devilish names. How long hast thou served Archimagus? Long enough to have had a Devil of mine own, if he had pleased, I have drudged under him almost these seven years, in hope to learn the trade of Magic, and none of his spirits will obey me; would I were a witch, than I should have a Familiar, a sucking Devil, upon occasion to do me service. A Devil? Oh, I loved him of a child. What wouldst thou do with the Devil? Only exercise my body, take the air now and then over steeples, and sail once a month to Scotland in a sieve, to see my Friends. I have a granam there, if I had been ruled, would not have seen me wanted a devil at these years, pray Madam speak to my Master for me, that my friends may not laugh at me, when I come out of my time, he has spirits enough, I desire none of his grandos, a little Don Diego Diabolo would serve my turn, if he have but skill in Love or Physic. Physick for what? art sick? I am not sick, but I am troubled with a desperate consumption. How? Why that's nothing. To you that are great Ladies, and fed high But to a man that is kept lean and hungry A little falling of the flesh is seen. I heard thee name love, prithee art thou in love? In love? look on my sore eyes. They are well enough, and thou canst see. Yes, I can see a little with 'em, would they were out. How? out? Out of their pain. I have but seven teeth and a half, and four on 'em are rotten, here's a stump, a pickax cannot dig out of my gums. Are these signs of love? Oh infallible. Beside, I cannot sleep For dreaming a my Mistress. So, and what's her name? You shall pardon me, she is— A man or a woman. Nay she is a woman, as sure, as sure as you are the Queen's daughters. I name nobody; do not you say 'tis the Queen, I am what I am, and she is what she is. Well said. And if I live, I will die for her, but I forget myself, I had a message to tell you; first my Master commends him to your Graces and will be here presently: secondly I have news, Do you know what I mean? Not we. Why then, my Lord Ferochus, and his brother Endarius, you know 'em? What of them? And they know you. To the purpose. I know not that, but they are What? Not made for worm's meat. What means the fellow?
nodes 433–476 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 34 in this edition
Length
476 words · 618 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.801 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Here's one. A foolish one, our Governors servant, How now Rodamant? Keep off. What, is the fellow conjuring? I wo'd, but I cannot read these devillish names. How long hast thou serv'd Archimagus? Long enough to have had a Devill of mine owne, if hee had pleas'd, I have drudg'd under him almost these seven yeeres, in hope to learne the trade of Magick, and none of his spirits will obey me; would I were a witch, then I should have a Familiar, a sucking Devill, upon occasion to doe me service. A Devill? Oh, I lov'd him of a child. What wouldst thou do with the Devill? Only exercise my body, take the aire now and then over steeples, and saile once a month to Scotland in a sieve▪ to see my Freinds. I have a granam there, if I had been rul'd, would not have seen me wanted a divell at these yeers, pray Madam speak to my Master for me, that my freinds may not laugh at me, when I come out of my time, he has spirits enough, I desire none of his grands, a little Don Digo Diabolo would serve my turne, if he have but skill in Love or Physicke. Physick for what? art sick? I am not sick, but I am troubled with a desperate consumption. How? Why that's nothing. To you that are great Ladies, and fed high But to a man that is kept lean and hungry A little falling of the flesh is seen. I heard thee name love, prethee art thou in love? In love? look on my sore eyes. They are well enough, and thou canst see. Yes, I can see a little with em, would they were out. How? out? Out of their paine. I have but seaven teeth and a halfe, and foure on em are rotten, here's a stump, a pickax cannot dig out of my gummes. Are these signes of love? Oh infallible. Beside, I cannot sleep For dreaming a my Mistresse. So, and whats her name? You shall pardon me, she is— A man or a woman. Nay she is a woman, as sure, as sure as you are the Queens daughters. I name no body; do not you say 'tis the Queen, I am what I am, and she is what she is. Well said. And if I live, I will dy for her, but I forget my self, I had a message to tell you; first my Master commends him to your Graces and will be here presently: secondly I have news, Do you know what I meane? Not we. Why then, my Lord Ferocbus, and his brother Endarius, you know em? What of them? And they know you. To the purpose. I know not that, but they are What? Not made for wormes meat. What meanes the fellow?