Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Three Ladies of London · chunk 13 of 37

Wilson, Robert · published 1592 · first performed or written c.1581 (Annals)
moral · Leicester's Men
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Mas my lady is gotten to dinner already, I believe she rose at ten of clock she is so hungry. What if I should come to dinner, is there any good cheer? There's bread & bear, one joint of meat, & welcome thy best fare. Why, art thou called Hospitality, & hast no better cheer than that Faith and thou hast no more meat for so many, they'll near be fat, what if my cozen nay myself alone to dinner should come? where should my lady and the rest dine? for I would eat up every crumb. Thou art an old miser dost thou keep no better fare in thy house? Hast no great bag pudding, nor hogs face, that is called sowse My friend, Hospitality doth not consist in great fare and banqueting. But in doing good unto the poor, and to yield them some refreshing. Therefore if thou and Sincerity will come and take part, Such as there is i'll give you with a free and willing heart. e speakes well coossen, lets go to dnner with him. the old man shall not think but we will pleasure him. Faith he might have richer fellows to take his part, But he shall never have better eating fellows if he would swelte his heart. Here be they that will eat with the proudest of them. For my mother said I could eat as much as five men. Nay I am sure the gift of eating is given to me, For our Maids would never believe I put all the meat in my belly, But yonder comes a Knave, my lady Lucars cogging man, Give me your letters cousin, i'll prefer you if I can. Dissimulation, out upon him, he shall be no spokeman for me. Why then you are a fool cousin Sincerity, Give me am then, for I know he'll do it for me, Seeing thou wilt have it, here receive it, but it grieves my heart that this dissembling wretch should speak on my part. Hear ye sir, I would request to liver this letter, to your good wholesome mistars lady Lucar. Where hadst thou it tell me? marry of my cousin Sincerity. Why I have nothing to do in it, 'tis not to me thou should come I have not to do with Sincerities matters, 'tis my fellow Simonies room. Thou art a kin to the lawyer, thou wilt do nothing without a fee, But thou, Fraud, Usury, nor yet Simony shall have nothing of me. And thou wilt do it, do it, and thou wilt not choose: Both thee and their dealing I hate and refuse. Why, and I am not bound to thee so far as knave go, And therefore in despite of thee and thy cousin, there thy letters be, What, thinkst thou by captious words to make me do it? Let them deliver your letters that hath a stomach to it
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PlayThe Three Ladies of London
AuthorWilson, Robert
Publication year (edition)1592
First performance / composition (Annals)c.1581
First performance (BritDrama)1581
Company (BritDrama)Leicester's Men
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 146 · TCP A15519 · DEEP 120
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 550–590 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 37 in this edition
Length489 words · 613 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.754
Other seedsseed 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)
as my lady is gotten to dinner already, I beleeue she rose at ten of clocke she is so hungry. What if I should come to dinner, is there any good cheare? Theres bread & beare, one ioynt of meat, & welcome thy best fare. Why, art thou cald Hospitalitie, & hast no better chear than that Faith and thou hast no more meat for so many, theile nere be fat, what if my coossen nay my selfe alone to dinner should come? where should my lady and the te dine? for I would eat vp euerie crum. Thou art an old ser doest thou keepe no better fare in thy house? Hast no great bagge pudding, nor hogges face, that is called sowse My friend, Hospitalitie doth not consist in great fare and banquetting. But in doing good vnto the poore, and to yeeld them some refreshing. Therefore if thou and Sinceritie will come and take part, Such as there is ile giue you with a free and willing hart. e speakes well coossen, lets go to dnner with him. the olde man shall not thinke but we will pleasure him. Faith he might haue richer fellowes to take his part, But he shall neuer haue better eating fellowes if hee would swelte his heart. Here be they that will eate with the proudest of them. For my mother said I could eate as much as fiue men. Nay I am sure the gift of eating is giuen to me, For our Maydes would neuer beleeue I put all the meate in my belly, But yonder comes a Knaue, my lady Lucars cogging man, Giue me your letters coossen, ile prefer you if I can. Dissimulation, out vpon him, he shall be no spokeman for me. Why then you are a foole coossen Sinceritie, Giue me am then, for I know hele do it for me, Seeing thou wilt haue it, heere receiue it, but it greeues my har that this dissembling wretch should speake on my part. Heare ye sir, I would request to liuer this letter, to your good wholesome mistars lady Lucar. Where hadst thou it tell me? Mary of my coossen Sinceritie. Why I haue nothing to do in it, tis not to me thou should com I haue not to do with Sincerities matters, tis my fellow Symonies roome. Thou art a kin to the lawyer, thou wilt do nothing without a fee, But thou, Fraud, Usurie, nor yet Symonie shall haue nothing of me. And thou wilt do it, do it, and thou wilt not chuse: Both thee and their dealing I hate and refuse. Why, and I am not bound to thee so farre as knaue go, And therefore in despite of thee and thy coossen, there thy letters be, What, thinkst thou by captious words to make me do it? Let them deliuer your letters that hath a stomacke to it