Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Four P's · chunk 16 of 18

Heywood, John · published 1544 · first performed or written 1520 [c.1520-1522] (Annals)
not in BritDrama
unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.

Now ten times I beseech him that high sits Thy wife's ten commandments may search thy .v. wits Then ten of my tordes in ten of thy teeth And ten of thy nose which every man seth And twenty times ten this wish I would That thou hadst been hanged at ten year old For thou goest about to make me a slave I will thou know if I am a gentleman knave And here is an other shall take my part. Nay first I be shrew your knaves heart Or I take part in your knavery I will speak fair by one lady Sir I beseech your mastership to be As good as ye can be to me. I would be glade to do you good And him also be he never so would But doubt you not I will now do The thing my consciens leadeth me to Both your tales I take far impossible Yet take I his father incredible Nat only the thynge it selfe alloweth i But also the boldenes therof auoweth i I know not where your tale to try Nor yours but in hell or purgatory But his boldness hath faced a lie That may be tried even in this company As if ye list to take this order Among the women in this border Take three of the youngest and three of the oldest Three of the hottest and three of the coldest Three of the wisest and three of the shrewdest Three of the lowest and three of the highest Three of the farthest and three of the nighest Three of the fairest and three of the maddest Three of the foulest and three of the saddest And when all these three be had asunder Of each three two justly be number Shall be found shrews except this fall That ye hap to find them shrews all Himself for troth all this doth know And oft hath tried some of this row And yet he sweareth by his consciens He never saw woman break paciens Wherefore considered with true intent His lie to be so evident And to appear so evidently That both you affirmed it a lie And that my consciens so deeply So deep hath sought this thing to try And tried it with mind indifferent Thus I award by way of judgement Of all the lies ye all have spent His lie to be most excellent. Sir though ye were bound of equity To do as ye have done to me Yet do I thank you of your pain And will requite some part again. Marry sir ye can no les do But thank him as much as it cometh to And so will I do for my part Now a vengeance on thy knaves heart I never knew peddler a judge before Nor never will trust peddling knave more What dost thou there thou whoreson noddy.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Four P's
AuthorHeywood, John
Publication year (edition)1544
First performance / composition (Annals)1520 [c.1520-1522]
First performance (BritDrama)1528 [late 1520s]
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 33 · TCP A03177 · DEEP 27
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1043–1106 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 16 of 18 in this edition
Length489 words · 565 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousy at 0.764
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T30 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now ten tymes I beſeche hym that hye ſyttes Thy wyfes .x. cōmaūdementes may ſerch thy .v. wittes Then ten of my tordes in ten of thy teth And ten of thy noſe whiche euery man ſeth And twenty tymes ten this wyſhe I wolde That thou haddeſt ben hanged at ten yere olde For thou goeſt about to make me a ſlaue I wyll thou knowe yf I am a gentylman knaue And here is an other ſhall take my parte. ⚜Nay fyrſte I be ſhrew your knaues herte Or I take parte in your knauery I wyll ſpeke fayre by one lady Syr I beſeche your maſhyp to be As good as ye can be to me. ¶I wolde be glade to do you good And hym alſo be he neuer ſo wood But dout you nat I wyll now do The thynge my conſciens ledeth me to Both your tales I take farre impoſſyble Yet take I his father incredyble Nat only the thynge it ſelfe alloweth i But alſo the boldenes therof auoweth i I knowe nat where your tale to trye Nor yours but in hell or purgatorye But hys boldnes hath faced a lye That may be tryed euyn in thys companye As yf ye lyſte to take thys order Amonge the women in thys border Take thre of the yongeſt and thre of the oldeſt Thre of the hoteſt and thre of the coldeſt Thre of the wyſeſt and thre of the ſhrewdeſt Thre of the loweſt and thre of the hyeſt Thre of the fartheſt and thre of the nyeſt Thre of the fayreſt and thre of the maddeſt Thre of the fowleſt and thre of the ſaddeſt And when all theſe threes be had a ſonder Of eche thre two iuſtly be nomber Shall be founde ſhrewes excepte thys fall That ye hap to fynde them ſhrewes all Hym ſelfe for trouth all this doth knowe And oft hath tryed ſome of thys rowe And yet he ſwereth by his conſciens He neuer ſaw woman breke paciens Wherfore conſydered with true entente Hys lye to be ſo euident And to appere ſo euydently That both you affyrmed it a ly And that my conſciens ſo depely So depe hath ſought thys thynge to try And tryed it with mynde indyfferent Thus I awarde by way of iudgement Of all the lyes ye all haue ſpent Hys lye to be moſt excellent. Syr though ye were bounde of equyte To do as ye haue done to me Yet do I thanke you of your payne And wyll requyte ſome parte agayne. ¶Mary ſyr ye can no les do But thanke hym as muche as it cometh to And ſo wyll I do for my parte Now a vengeaunce on thy knaues harte I neuer knewe pedler a iudge before Nor neuer wyll truſte pedlynge knaue more What doeſt thou there thou horſon nody.