Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Interlude of Youth · chunk 5 of 10

Anonymous · published 1565 · first performed or written 1514 [1513-1514] (Annals)
not in BritDrama
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 500 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

I can speed the of a servant of price That will do the good service I see him go here be side Some men call him master Pride I swear by God in Trinity I will go fetch him unto the And that even anon high the apace and come a gain And bring with the that noble swain Lo master youth here he is A pretty man and a wise He will be glad to do you service In all that ever he may Welcome to me good fellow I prai the whence comest thou And thou wilt my servant be I shall give the gold and fee Sir I am content iwis To do you any servis That ever I can do By likelihood thou should do well enough Thou art a likely fellow Yes sir I warrant you if ye will be ruled by me I shall you bring to it degree What shall I do tell me And I will be ruled by the Marry I shall tell you consider ye have good enough And think ye come of noble kind Above all men exalt thy mind Put down the poor and set nought by them Be in company with gentle men jest up and down in the way And your clothes look they be gay The pretty wenches will say than Yonder goeth a gentlemen And every poor fellow that goeth you by Will do of his cap and make you curteisie In faith this is true Sir I thank the by the rood For thy counsel that is so good And I comm●● me ento now Under the techyage of Riot and you Lo youth I told you That he was a lastye fellow Marry sir I thank the That you would bring him unto me Sir it were expedient that ye had a wife To live with her all your life A wife nay nay for God avow He shall have flesh enough For by God that me dear bought Over much of one thing is nought The devil said he had liefer burn all his life than ones for to take a wife Therefore I say so god me save He shall no wife have thou haste a sister fair and free I know well his leman she will be therefore I would she were here that we might go and make good there At the wine some where I pray you hither thou do her bring For she is to my liking Sir I shall do my diligence To bring her to your presence high the apace and come again To have a sight I would be feign Of that Lady ●re Sir in faith I shall tell you true She is a fresh and fair of he And very proper of body Men call her Lady Lechery My heart burneth by God of might Till of that lady I have a fight Intret superbis cum luxur in et ditaf superbia
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Interlude of Youth
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1565
First performance / composition (Annals)1514 [1513-1514]
First performance (BritDrama)1513 [c.1513-1514]
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 32 · TCP A04054 · DEEP 26
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 311–387 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 10 in this edition
Length500 words · 544 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.786
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)
I can ſpede the of a ſeruaūte of price That wil do the good ſeruice I ſe him go here be ſide Some men call him mayſter Pride I ſweare by God in Trinitie I wyll go fetche him vnto the And that euen anone Hye the apace and come a gayne And bringe with the that noble ſwayne Lo mayſter youth here he is A prety man and a wyſe He will be glad to do you ſeruyce In al that euer he may Welcome to me good fellowe I prai the whence commeſt thou And thou wilt my ſeruaunt be I ſhall geue the golde and fee Syr I am content iwis To do you any ſeruis That euer I can do By likelyhod thou ſhulde do well ynowe Thou art a lykely felowe Yes ſyr I warrant you yf ye will be rulde by me I ſhall you bringe to hyt degre What ſhall I do tell me And I wyll be ruled by the Mary I ſhall tell you Conſidre ye haue good ynowe And think ye come of noble kinde Aboue all men exalte thy minde Put downe the pore and ſet nought by them Be in company with gentel men Iette vp and downe in the waye And your clothes loke they be gaye The pretye wenches wyll ſaie than Yonder goeth a gentelmen And euery pore felowe that goeth you by Will do of his cap and make you curteiſie In faith this is true Sir I thanke the by the roode For thi counſell that is ſo good And I comm me ento nowe Vnder the techyage of Ryot and you ¶Lo youth I tolde you That he was a laſtye felowe ¶Mary ſyr I thanke the That you wolde bringe him vnto me ¶Syr it were expedyente that ye had a wife To liue with her all youre life ✿A wife nay nay for God auowe He ſhall haue fleſhe inoughe For by God that me dere bought Ouer muche of one thinge is nought The deuyl ſaid he had leuer burne al his life than ones for to take a wife Therfore I ſaie ſo god me ſaue He ſhall no wife haue thou haſte a ſiſter fair and fre I knowe well his lemman ſhe will be therfore I wolde ſhe were here that we might go and make good there At the wine ſome where ¶ I pray you hither thou do her bringe For ſhe is to my likinge ¶Syr I ſhall do my diligence To bringe her to your preſence ¶Hye the apace and come agayn To haue a ſight I wolde be faine Of that Lady re ¶Syr in faith I ſhall tell you true She is a freſhe and fayre of hee And verye propre of bode Men call her Lady Lechery ¶My herte burneth by God of myght Till of that lady I haue a fyght Intret ſuperbis cū luxur in et ditaf ſuperbia