1 The Two Angry Women of Abingdon · chunk 23 of 51
Porter, Henry · published 1599 · first performed or written 1598(?) (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T46 Swords, quarrels and valour typicality 0.80 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
And sword and Bucklers. And sword and Bucklers too my gallant Dick, So thou wilt use but this in my defence. This, no faith I have no mind to this, break my head if this break not if we come to any tough play, nay mistress I had a sword, I the flower of smithfield for a sword a right Fox i'faith, with that & a man had come over with a smooth and a sharp stroke, it would have cried twang, & then when I had doubled my point, traced my ground, and had carried my buckler before me like a garden But, and then come in with a cross blow, & over the pick of his buckler two else long, it would have cried twang, twang, mettle, mettle: but a dog hath his day, 'tis gone, and there are few good ones made now, I see by this dearth of good swords, that dearth of sword and Buckler fight, begins to grow out, I am sorry for it, I shall never see good manhood again, if it be once gone, this poking fight of rapier and dagger will come up then, then a man, a tall man, & a good sword and buckler man, will be spitted like a Cat or a coney, than a boy will be as good as a man, unless the Lord show mercy unto us, well, I had as heaven be hanged as live to see that day, well mistress, what shall I do? what shall I do? Why this brave Dick, Thou knowest that Goursey's wife and I am foes: Now man me to her house, And though it be dark Dick, yet we'll have no light, lest that thy master should prevent our journey By seeing our depart: then when we come, And if that she and I do fall to words, Set in thy foot and quarrel with her men, Draw, fight, strike, hurt, but do not kill the slaves, And make as though thou struckst at a man, And hit her and thou canst, a plague upon her, She hath misused me Dick, wilt thou do this? Yes mistress I will strike her men, but God forbid, That ere Dick Coomes should be seen to strike a woman. Why she is mankind, therefore thou mayst strike her. Mankind, nay and she have any part of a man, I'll strike her I warrant. That's my good Dick, that's my sweet Dick, 'swounds who would not be a man of valour to have such words of a Gentlewoman, one of their words are more to me then twenty of these russet coats Cheesecake; and buttermakers: well, I thank God I am none of these cowards, well and a man have any virtue in him, I see he shall be regarded. Art thou resolved Dick? wilt thou do this for me, and it thou wilt, here is an earnest penny, of that rich guerdon I do mean to give thee.
nodes 1223–1245 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 51 in this edition
Length
498 words · 633 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T46 — Swords, quarrels and valourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.797 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T42 · seed 44: T42 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
And sword and Bucklers. And sword and Bucklers too my gallant Dick, So thou wilt vse but this in my defence. This, no faith I haue no minde to this, breake my head if this breake not if we come to any tough play, nay mistres I had a sword, I the flower of smithfield for a sword a right Fox I faith, with that & a man had come ouer with a smooth and a sharpe stroke, it would haue cried twang, & then when I had doubled my point, traste my ground, and had carried my buckler before me like a garden ut, and then come in with a crosse blowe, & ouer the picke of his buckler two elles long, it would haue cryed twang, twang, mettle, mettle: but a dogge hath his day, tis gone, and there are few good ones made now, I see by this dearth of good swords, that dearth of sword and Buckler fight, begins to grow out, I am sorry for it, I shall neuer see good manhood againe, if it be once gone, this poking fight of rapier and dagger will come vp then▪ then a man, a tall man, & a good sword and buckler man, will be spitted like a Cat or a cunney, then a boy will be as good as a man, vnlesse the Lord shew mercie vnto vs, well, I had as heue be hanged as liue to see that day, wel mistres, what shal I do? what shal I do? Why this braue Dicke, Thou knowest that Gourseys wife and I am foes: Now man me to her house, And though it be darke Dicke, yet weele haue no light, Least that thy maister should preuent our iourney By seeing our depart: then when we come, And if that she and I do fall to words, Set in thy foote and quarrell with her men, Draw, fight, strike, hurt, but do not kill the slaues, And make as though thou struckst at a man, And hit her and thou canst, a plague vpon her, She hath misusde me Dicke, wilt thou do this? Yes mistresse I will strike her men, but God forbid, That ere Dicke Coomes should be seene to strike a woman. Why she is mankind, therefore thou maist strike her. Mankinde, nay and she haue any part of a man, Ile strike her I warrant. Thats my good Dicke, thats my sweet Dicke, Swones who would not be a man of valour to haue such words of a Gentlewoman, one of their wordes are more to me then twentie of these russet coates Cheesecake; and buttermakers: well, I thanke God I am none of these cowards, well and a man haue any vertue in him, I see he shall be regarded. Art thou resolued Dicke? wilt thou do this for me, and it thou wilt, here is an earnest penny, of that riche guerdon I do meane to giue thee.