Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.79 · 490 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
List, list, they are come from hunting: stand by, close under this terrace, and you shall see it done, better than I can show it. So it had need, 'twill scarce poise the observation else. Faith I remember all, but the manner of it is quite out of my head. O, withdraw, withdraw, it cannot be but a most pleasing object. Forester, give wind to thy borne. Enough, by this, the sound hath touched the ears of the enclosed: Depart, leave the dog, and take with thee what thou hast deserved, the horn, and thanks. I, marry, there's some taste in this. Is't not good? Ah, peace, now above, now above! Stay: mine eye hath (on the instant) through the bounty of the window, received the form of a Nymph. I will step forward three pases: of the which, I will barely retire one; and (after some little flexure of the knee) with an erected grace salute her (one, two, and three.) Sweet lady, God save you. No, forsooth: I am but the waiting gentlewoman. He knew that before. Pardon me: Humanum est errare. He learned that of his chaplain. To the perfection of complement (which is the Dial of the thought, and guided by the Sun of your beauties) are required these three specials: the gnomon, the punctilioes, and the superficies: the superficies, is that we call, place; the punctilioes, circumstance; and the gnomon, ceremony: in either of which, for a stranger to err, 'tis easy and facile, and such am I True, not knowing her horizon, he must needs err: which I fear, he knows too well. What call you the lord of the castle? sweet face. The lord of the castle is a knight, sir; signor PUNTARVOLO. PUNTARVOLO? O. Now must he ruminate. Does the wench know him all this while, then? O, doc you know me, man? why, therein lies the syrup of the jest, it's a project, a designment of his own, a thing studied, and rehearsed as ordinarily at his coming from hawking, or hunting, as a jig after a play. I, e'en like your jig, sir. 'Tis a most sumptuous and stately edifice! of what years is the knight, fair damsel? Faith, much about your years, sir. What complexion, or what stature bears he? Of your stature, and very near upon your complexion. Mine is melancholy: So is the dogs, just. And doth argue constancy, chiefly in love. What are his endowments? Is he courteous? O, the most courteous knight in Christian land, sir. Is he magnanimous? As the skin between your brows, sir. Is he bountiful? 'Slud, he takes an inventory of his own good parts. Bountiful? I, sir, I would you should know it; the poor are seened at his gate, early, and late, sir. Is he learned? O, I sir, he can speak the French, and Italian. Then he is travailed? I, forsooth, he hath been beyond-sea, once, or twice.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 610–648 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 18 of 74 in this edition
Length
490 words · 710 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T13 — Knights, squires and ladiesreviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.788 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T20 · seed 44: T17 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
List, list, they are come from hunting: stand by, close vnder this , and you shall see it done, better then I can shew it. So it had need, 'twill scarce poize the obseruation else. Faith I remember all, but the manner of it is quite out of my head. O, with-draw, with-draw, it cannot bee but a most pleasing obiect. FOrrester, giue winde to thy borne. Inough, by this, the sound hath toucht the eares of the enclosed: Depart, leaue the dogge, and take with thee what thou hast deseru'd, the horne, and thankes. I, mary, there's some taste in this. Is't not good? Ah, peace, now aboue, now aboue! Stay: mine eye hath (on the instant) through the bountie of the window, receiu'd the forme of a Nymph. I will step forward three pases: of the which, I will barely retire one; and (after some little flexure of the knee) with an erected grace salute her (one, two, and three.) Sweet lady, God saue you. No, forsooth: I am but the waiting gentlewoman. He knew that before. Pardon me: Humanum est errare. He learn'd that of his chaplaine. To the perfection of complement (which is the Diall of the thought, and guided by the Sunne of your beauties) are requir'd these three specials: the gnomon, the puntilio's, and the superficies: the superficies, is that we call, place; the puntilio's, circumstance; and the gnomon, ceremony: in either of which, for a stranger to erre, 'tis easie and facile, and such am I. True, not knowing her horizon, he must needes erre: which I feare, he knowes too well. What call you the lord of the castle? sweet face. The lord of the castle is a knight, sir; Signior PVNTARVOLO. PVNTARVOLO? O. Now must he ruminate. Does the wench know him all this while, then? O, doc you know me, man? why, therein lies the sirrup of the iest, it's a proiect, a designement of his owne, a thing studied, and rehearst as ordinarily at his comming from hawking, or hunting, as a jigge after a play. I, e'en like your jigge, sir. 'Tis a most sumptuous and stately edifice! of what yeeres is the knight, faire damsell? Faith, much about your yeeres, sir. What complexion, or what stature beares he? Of your stature, and very neere vpon your complexion. Mine is melancholy: So is the dogges, iust. And doth argue constancie, chiely in loue. What are his endowments? Is he courteous? O, the most courteous knight in Christian land, sir. Is he magnanimous? As the skin betweene your browes, sir. Is he bountifull? 'Slud, he takes an inuentory of his owne good parts. Bountifull? I, sir, I would you should know it; the poore are seen'd at his gate, early, and late, sir. Is he learned? O, I sir, he can speake the French, and Italian. Then he is trauail'd? I, forsooth, he hath beene beyond-sea, once, or twise.