Christmas His Masque (Christmas His Show) · chunk 2 of 4
Jonson, Ben · published 1641 · first performed or written 1616 [Christmas; January 1617] (Annals) masque · before the Court T21 Cupid, Venus and the nymphs typicality 0.82 · 483 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T21: cupid, venus, love, ceres, diana, fair, nymphs, goddess, bow, damon.
Now, all the Lords bless me, where am I trow? where is Cupid: serve the King? they may serve the Cobbler well enough, some of 'em, for any courtesy they have y'wisse; they ha' need o' mending: unrude people they are, your Courtiers, here was thrust upon thrust indeed! was it ever so hard to get in before, trow? How now? what's the matter? A place forsooth, I do want a place; I would have a good place to see my Child act in before the KING, and QUEEN'S Majesties (God bless 'em) to night. Why, here is no place for you. Right forsooth, I am Cupid's Mother, Cupid's own Mother: forsooth; yes forsooth: I devil in pudding-lane; I forsooth, he is Prentice in Love-lane with a Bugle-maker, that makes of your Bobs, and Bird-bolts for Ladies, Good Lady Venus of Pudding-lane, you must go out for all this. Yes forsooth, I can sit any where, so I may see Cupid act; he is a pretty Child, though I say it that perhaps should not, you will say: I had him by my first Husband, he was a Smith forsooth, we dwelled in Doe-little lane than, he came a month before his time, and that may make him somewhat imperfect: But I was a Fishmonger's daughter. No matter for your Pedigree, your house; good Venus will you departed? I forsooth, he'll say his part I warrant him, as well as ere a Play boy of 'em all: I could ha' had money enough for him, an I would ha' been tempted, and ha' let him out by the week, to the King's Players: Master Burbadge has been about and about with me; and so has old Mr. Hemings too, they ha' need of him, where is he tro'a? I would feign see him, pray God they have given him some drink since he came. Are you ready Boys? strike up, nothing will drown this noise but a Drum: o' peace, yet, I ha' not done Why? here be half of the properties forgotten, Father. Post and Pair wants his pur-chops, and his pur-dogs. Ha' you ne'er a Son at the Groomporters to beg, or borrow a pair of Cards quickly? It shall not need, here's your Son Chrater without; has Cards in his pocket. Odds so; speak to the Guard to let him in, under the name of a property. And here's New-yeares-gift he's an Orange, and Rosemary, but not a clove to stick in't. Why, let one go to the Spicery. Fie, fie, fie; it's naught, it's naught boys. Why, I have cloves, if it be cloves you want, I have cloves in my purse, I never go without one in my mouth. And Mumming, has not his vizard neither. No matter, his own face shall serve for a punishment, and 'tis bad enough; has Wassell her bowl, and Mince-pie her spoons?
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Length
483 words · 703 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T21 — Cupid, Venus and the nymphscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.816 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T21 · seed 44: T24 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now, all the Lords bleſſe me, where am I tro? where is Cupid: ſerve the King? they may ſerve the Cobler well enough, ſome of 'em, for any courteſie they have y'wiſſe; they ha' need o' mending: unrude people they are, your Courtiers, here was thruſt upon thruſt indeed! was it ever ſo hard to get in before, tro? How now? what's the matter? A place forſooth, I do want a place; I would have a good place to ſee my Child act in before the KING, and QUENES Majeſties (God bleſſe 'em) to night. Why, here is no place for you. Right forſooth, I am Cupids Mother, Cupids owne Mother: forſooth; yes forſooth: I dwell in pudding-lane; I forſooth, he is Prentiſe in Love-lane with a Bugle-maker, that makes of your Bobs, and Bird-bolts for Ladies, Good Lady Venus of Pudding-lane, you muſt go out for all this. Yes forſooth, I can ſit any where, ſo I may ſee Cupid act; hee is a pretty Child, though I ſay it that perhaps ſhould not, you will ſay: I had him by my firſt Husband, he was a Smith forſooth, we dwelt in Doe-little lane then, he came a moneth before his time, and that may make him ſomewhat imperfect: But I was a Fiſhmongers daughter. No matter for your Pedigree, your houſe; good Venus will you depart? I forſooth, he'le ſay his part I warrant him, as well as ere a Play boy of 'em all: I could ha' had money enough for him, an I would ha beene tempted, and ha' let him out by the weeke, to the Kings Players: Maſter Burbadge has beene about and about with me; and ſo has old Mr. Hemings too, they ha' need of him, where is he tro'a? I would faine ſee him, pray God they have given him ſome drinke ſince he came. Are you readie Boyes? ſtrike up, nothing will drown this noiſe but a Drum: a' peace, yet, I ha' not done Why? here be halfe of the properties forgotten, Father. Poſt and Paire wants his pur-chops, and his pur-dogs. Ha' you nere a Son at the Groom-Porters to beg, or borrow a paire of Cards quickly? It ſhall not need, heer's your Son Chrater without; has Cards in his pocket. Odds ſo; ſpeake to the Guard to let him in, under the name of a propertie. And heer's New-yeares-gift h'as an Orenge, and Roſmarie, but not a clove to ſticke in't. Why, let one go to the Spicery. Fie, fie, fie; it's naught, it's naught boyes. Why, I have cloves, if it be cloves you want, I have cloves in my purſe, I never goe without one in my mouth. And Mumming, has not his vizard neither. No matter, his owne face ſhall ſerve for a puniſhment, and 'tis bad enough; has Waſſell her boule, and Mince-pie her ſpoones?