Fletcher, John · published 1640 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Oct 19] (Annals) comedy · King's Men T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.85 · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Let 'em be known and honest, And do my service to your niece. I shall sir, But if I come not at my hour come thither, That they may give you thanks for your fair courtesy, And pray ye be brave for my sake. I observe ye. Thou art very brave. I have reason, I have money. Is money reason. Yes and ruin too Captain, If ye have no money you're an ass. I thank ye. Ye have meaner, ever thank him that has money. Wilt thou lend me any? Not a far thing Captain, Captains are casual things. Why so are all men, thou shalt have my bond. Nor bonds nor fetters Captain, My money is mine own, I make no doubt on't. What dost thou do with it? Put it to pious uses, Buy wine and wenches, and undo young coxcombs, That would undo me. Are those hospitals? I first provide to fill my hospitals, With creatures of mine own that I know wretched, And then I build, those are more bound to pray for me, Besides I keep th'inheritance in my name still. A provident charity, are you for the war's sir? I am not poor enough to be soldier, Nor have i'faith enough to ward a bullet. This is no lining for a trench I take it. Ye have said wisely. Had you but my money, You would swear it colonel, I had rather drill at home, A hundred thousand crowns, and with more honour, Then exercise ten thousand fools with nothing, A Wise man safely feeds, fools cut their fingers. A right state-usurer, why dost thou not marry, And live a reverend justice. Is't not nobler to command a reverent justice, than to be one, And for a wife, what need I marry Captain, When every courteous fool, that owes me money. Owes me his wife too, to appease my fury. Wilt thou go to dinner with us. I will go, and view the pearl of Spain, the orient Fair one, the rich one too, and I will be respected, I bear my patent here, I will talk to her, And when your captain's ships shall stand a loose, And pick your noses, I will pick the purse, Of her affection. The Duke dines there today too, the Duke of Medina. Let the King dine there, He owes me money, and so far's my creature, And certainly I may make bold with mine own Captain. Thou wilt eat monstrously. Like a true borne Spaniard, Eat as I were in England where the beef grows, And I will drink abundantly and then, Talk ye as wantonly as Ovid did, To stir the intellectuals of the Ladies, I learned it of my Father's amorous Scrivener. If we should play now, you must supply me. You must pawn a horse troop, And then have at ye colonel. Come let's go. This rascal will make rare sport, how the Ladies Will laugh him, leave ager. If I light on him i'll make his purse sweat too. Will ye lead gentlemen.
nodes 1078–1148 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 17 of 37 in this edition
Length
511 words · 656 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.854 (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)
Let um be known and honest, And doe my service to your neece. I shall sir, But if I come not at my hower come thither, That they may give you thanks for your faire curtesy, And pray ye be brave for my sake. I observe ye. Thou art very brave. I have reason, I have mony. Is mony reason. Yes and ruine too Captaine, If ye have no mony y'ar an asse. I thank ye. Ye have meaner, ever thank him that has mony. Wilt thou lend mee any? Not a far thing Captaine, Captaines are casuall things. Why so are all men, thou shalt have my bond. Nor bonds nor fetters Captaine, My mony is mine owne, I make no doubt on't. What dost thou doe with it? Put it to pious uses, Buy wine and wenches, and undoe young coxcombs, That would undoe mee. Are those hospitalls? I first provide to fill my hospitalls, With creatures of mine owne that I know wretched, And then I build, those are more bound to pray for mee, Besides I keep th'inheritance in my name still. A provident charity, are you for the warres sir? I am not poore enough to be souldier, Nor have I faith enough to ward a bullet. This is no lineing for a trench I take it. Ye have said wisely. Had you but my mony, You would sweare it Coronell, I had rather drill at home, A hundred thousand crownes, and with more honour, Then exercise ten thousand fooles with nothing, A Wise man safely feeds, fooles cut their fingers. A right state-usurer, why dost thou not marry, And live a reverend Iustice. Is't not nobler to command a reverent Iustice, then to be one, And for a wife, what need I marry Captaine, When every courteous foole, that owes me mony. Owes me his wife too, to appease my fury. Wilt thou goe to dinner with us. I will goe, and view the pearle of Spaine, the orient Faire one, the rich one too, and I will be respected, I beare my patent here, I will talke to her, And when your Captaines ships shall stand a loose, And pick your noses, I will pick the purse, Of hir affection. The Duke dines there to day too, the Duke of Medina. Let the King dine there, He owes me mony, and so farre's my creature, And certainly I may make bold with mine own Captain. Thou wilt eate monstrously. Like a true borne Spaniard, Eate as I were in England where the beefe growes, And I will drink aboundantly and then, Talke ye as wantonly as Ovid did, To stirre the intellectualls of the Ladies, I learnt it of my Fathers amorous Scrivener. If we should play now, you must supply mee. You must pawne a horse troope, And then have at ye Coronell. Come let's goe. This rascall will make rare sport, how the Ladies Will laugh him, leave ager. If I light on him ile make his purse sweat too. Will ye lead gentlemen.