Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Taming of the Shrew · chunk 9 of 41

Shakespeare, William · published 1631 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1604] (Annals)
comedy · Pembroke's Men · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 494 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

And not a jot of Tranio in your mouth, Tranio is changed into Lucentio. The better for him, would I were so too. So could I i'faith boy, to have the next wish after, that Lucentio indeed had Baptista's youngest daughter. But sirrah not for my sake, but your masters, I advise you use your manners discreetly in all kind of companies: When I am alone, why then I am Tranio: but in all places else, you master Lucentio. Tranio let's go: One thing more rests, that thyself execute, To make one among these wooers: if thou ask me why, Sufficeth: my reasons are both good and weighty. My Lord you nod, you do not mind the play. Yes by Saint Anne do I, a good matter surely: Comes there any more of it? My Lord, 'tis but begun. 'Tis a very excellent piece of work, Madam Lady: would 'twere done. Verona, for a while I take my leave, To see my friends in Padua; but of all My best beloved and approved friend Hortensio: and I trow this is his house: Hear sirrah Grumio, knock I say, Knock sir? whom should I knock? Is there any man has rebsued your worship? Villain I say, knock me here sound. Knock you here sir? Why sir, what am I sir, that I should knock you here sir. Villain I say, knock me at this gate, And rap me well, or I'll knock your knave's pate. My Mr is grown quarrelsome: I should knock you first, And then I know after who comes by the worst. Will it not be? Faith Sirrah, and you'll not knock I'll ring it, I'll try how you can Sol, Fa, and sing it. Help mistress help, my master is mad. Now knock when I bid you: sirrrah villain. How now, what's the matter? my old friend Grumio, and my good friend Petruchio? How do you all at Verona? Signior Hortensio come you to part the fray? Contutti le core bene trobatto, may I say. Alla nostra casa bene venuto multo honorata signior meo Petruchio. Rise Grumio rise, we will compound this quarrel. Nay 'tis no matter sir, what he leges in Latin. If this be not a lawful cause for me to leave his sevice, look you sir: He bid me knock him, and & rap him sound sir, Well, was it fit for a servant to use his master so, being perhaps (for aught I see) two and thirty, a peep out? Whom would to God I had well knocked at first than had not Grumio come by the worst. A senseless villain: good Hortensio, I bade the rascal knock upon your gate, And could not get him for my heart to do it. Knock at the gate? Oh heavens: spoke you not these words plain? Sirrah, Knock me here: rap me here: knock me well, and knock me sound? And come you now with knocking at the gate?
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PlayThe Taming of the Shrew
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1631
First performance / composition (Annals)1592 [c.1590-1604]
First performance (BritDrama)1592 [1589-1592]
Company (BritDrama)Pembroke's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 230 · TCP A12016 · DEEP 184
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 465–503 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 41 in this edition
Length494 words · 687 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.772
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)
And not a iot of Tranio in your mouth, Tranio is chang'd into Lucentio. The better for him, would I were ſo too. So could I 'faith boy, to haue the next wiſh after, that Lucentio indeede had Baptiſtas yongeſt daughter. But ſirra not for my ſake, but your maſters, I aduiſe you vſe your manners diſcreetly in all kinde of companies: When I am alone, why then I am Tranio: but in all places elſe, you maſter Lucentio. Tranio let's go: One thing more reſts, that thy ſelfe execute, To make one among theſe wooers: if thou aske mee why, Sufficeth: my reaſons are both good and waighty. My Lord you nod, you do not minde the play. Yes by Saint Anne do I, a good matter ſurely: Comes there any more of it? My Lord, 'tis but begun. 'Tis a verie excellent peece of worke, Madame Ladie: would 'twere done. Verona, for a while I take my leaue, To ſee my friends in Padua; but of all My beſt beloued and approued friend Hortenſio: and I trow this is his houſe: Heere ſirra Grumio, knocke I ſay, Knocke ſir? whome ſhould I knocke? Is there any man ha's rebsu'd your worſhip? Villaine I ſay, knocke me heere ſoundly. Knocke you heere ſir? Why ſir, what am I ſir, that I ſhould knocke you heere ſir. Villaine I ſay, knocke me at this gate, And rap me well, or Ile knocke your knaues pate. My Mr is growne quarrelſome: I ſhould knocke you firſt, And then I know after who comes by the worſt. Will it not be? Faith Sirrah, and you'l not knocke Ile ring it, Ile trie how you can Sol, Fa, and ſing it. Helpe miſtris helpe, my maſter is mad. Now knocke when I bid you: ſirrrah villaine. How now, what's the matter? my old friend Grumio, and my good friend Petruchio? How do you all at Ʋerona? Signior Hortenſio come you to part the fray? Contutti le core bene trobatto, may I ſay. Alla noſtra caſa bene venuto multo honorata ſignior mo Petruchio. Riſe Grumio riſe, we will compound this quarrell. Nay 'tis no matter ſir, what he leges in Latine. If this be not a lawfull cauſe for me to leaue his ſeuice, looke you ſir: He bid me knocke him, and & rap him ſoundly ſir, Well, was it fit for a ſeruant to vſe his maſter ſo, being perhaps (for ought I ſee) two and thirty, a peepe out? Whome would to God I had well knockt at firſt then had not Grumio come by the worſt. A ſenceleſſe villaine: good Hortenſio, I bad the raſcall knocke vpon your gate, And could not get him for my heart to do it. Knocke at the gate? Oh heauens: ſpake you not theſe words plaine? Sirra, Knocke me heere: rappe me heere: knock me well, and knocke me ſoundly? And come you now with knocking at the gate?