Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Blind Beggar of Alexandria (Irus) · chunk 15 of 26

Chapman, George · published 1598 · first performed or written 1596 [Feb 12] (Annals)
comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 499 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.

And why so I pray. because it comes so near a thing that I know, Oh he is a Count that is an Earl. And yet he is not known to have much land. Why therefore he is an unknown man. ay but my husband is the king's officer. ay but my husband is able to buy both yours, You say husband, I may say my Lord. And methinks husband is worth ten of Lord. Indeed I love my Lord to call me wife, Better than Madam yet do I not mean, To lose my Ladies, titles at your hands, I may for courtesy and to be termed, A gentle Lady call you sisters still, But you must say and please your ladyship, 'tis thus and so, and as your honour please, Yet shall my husband call me wife like yours, For why made god the husband and the wife, But that those terms should please us more than others New fashion terms I like not for a man, To call his wife coney, forsooth, and Lamb, And Pork, and Mutton, he as well may say, Well Madam then and please your ladyship, What gowns and head tires will your honour wear. twenty are making for me head tires and gowns, Head tires enchased in order like the stars, Which perfect great and fine cut precious stones, One hath bright Ariadne's Crown in it, Even in the figure it presents in heaven, Another hath the fingers of Diana, And Berenice's ever burning hair, another hath the bright Andromica, With both her silver wrists bound to a rock, And Perseus that did lose her and save her life, All set in number and in perfect form, Even like the asterisms fixed in heaven, And even as you may see in Moon shine nights, The Moon and Stars reflecting on their streams So from my head shall you see stars take beams, Oh brave God willing I will have the like. And so will I by God's grace if I live. Come up to supper it will become the house wonderful well Well if my husband will not, let him not look for one good look of me. Nor mine I swear. I'll ask my husband when I am with child, And then I know I shall be sped I faith. But every pleasure hath a pain they say My husband lies each other night abroad, and so doth mine which I like but little, Well time I hope and change of company, Will teach us somewhat to bear out the absence, I know not what to say, My husband makes as if each other night he had occasion, To ride from home at home serves not his turn, To my good turn it, cupid I beseech you, Now will I try to make myself the Count. An arrant Cuckold and a wittol too. Now may I chance to prove a cunning man, And tell my mistress where my master haunts,
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PlayThe Blind Beggar of Alexandria (Irus)
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1598
First performance / composition (Annals)1596 [Feb 12]
First performance (BritDrama)1596 [Feb]
Company (BritDrama)Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 310 · TCP A18402 · DEEP 249
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 760–818 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 26 in this edition
Length499 words · 601 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.731
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 why so I pray. because it comes so neare a thing that I knowe, Oh he is a Count that is an Earle. And yet he is not knowne to haue much land. VVhy therefore he is an vnknowne man. I but my husband is the kings officer. I but my husband is able to yours, You say husband, I may saie Lord. And me thinkes husband is worth ten o Lord. Indeede I loue my Lord to call mee , Better then Maddam yet doe I not mean, To lose my Ladies, titles at your handes, I may for courtesie and to be termd, A gentle Ladie call you sisters still, But you must say and please your Ladishippe, Tis thus and so, and as your honor , Yet shall my husband call me wife lik youres, For why made god the husband and the wife, But that those tearmes should please vs more then others New fashion tearmes I like not for a man, To call his wife cony, forsooth, and Lambe, And Porke, and Mutton, he as well may say, VVell Madam then and please your Ladishippe, VVhat gownes and head tyres will your honor weare. Twentie are making for me head tyres and gownes, Head tyres enchast in order like the starres, VVhich perfit great and fine cut pretious stones, One hath bright Ariadnes Crowne in it, Euen in the figure it presentes in heauen, Another hath the fingers of Diana, And Berenices euer burning haire, An other hath the bright Andrmica, VVith both her siluer wristes bound to a rocke, And Perseus that did lose her and saue her life, All set in number and in perfect forme, Euen like the Asterismes fixt in heauen, And euen as you may see in Moone shine nightes, The Moone and Starres reflecting on their streames So from my head shall you see starres take beames, Oh braue God willing I will haue the like. And so will I by Gods grace if I liue. Come vp to supper it will become the house wonderfull well Well if my husband will not, let him not loke for one good looke of me. Nor mine I sweare. Ile aske my husband when I am with child, And then I know I shall be sped I fayth. But euery pleasure hath a payne they say My husband lies each other nyght abrode, and so dth mine which I like but little, VVell time I hope and change of companie, VVill teach vs somewhat to beare out the absence, I know not what to say, My husband makes as if each other nyght he had occasion, To ride from home at home serues not his turne, To mygood turne it, cupid I beseech you, Now will I trie to make my selfe the Count. An arrant Cuckold and a witto too. Now may I chance to proue a cunning man, And tell my mistris where mymaister hauntes,