Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and typicality 0.72 · 482 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
As far as Paris, to fetch over a fashion, and come back again. Is he religious? Religious? I know not what you call religious, but he goes to church, I am sure. 'Slid, methinks, these answers should offend him. T'ut, no; he knows they are excellent, and to her capacity, that speaks 'em. Would I might see his face. She should let down a glass from the window at that word, and request him to look in't. Doubtless, the gentleman is most exact, and absolutely qualified? doth the castle contain him? No, sir, he is from home, but his lady is within. His lady? what, is she fair? splendidious? and amiable? O, Lord, sir! Prithee, dear Nymph, entreat her beauties to shine on this side of the building. That he may erect a new dial of complement, with his gnomon, and his punctilioes. Nay, thou art such another Cynic now, a man had need walk uprightly before thee. Heart, can any man walk more upright than he does? Look, look; as if he went in a frame, or had a suit of wainscot on: and the dog watching him, let he should leap out on't. O, villain! Well, and e'er I meet him in the city, I'll ha''him jointed, I'll pawn him in east cheap, among the butchers else. Peace, who be these, CARLO? YOnder's your godfather; do your duty to him, son. This, sir? a poor elder brother of mine, sir, a yeoman, may dispend some seven or eight hundred a year: that's his son, my nephew, there. You are not ill-come, neighbour SORDIDO, though I have not yet said, welcome: what, my godson is grown a great proficient by this? I hope he will grow great one day, sir. What does he study? the law? I sir, he is a gentleman, though his father be but a yeoman. What call you your nephew, signor? Marry, his name is FUNGOSO. FUNGOSO? O, he looked somewhat like a sponge in that pinked yellow doublet, me thought: well, make much of him; I see he was never borne to ride upon a moil. My lady will come presently, sir. O, now, now. Stand by, retire yourselves a space: nay, pray you, forget not the use of your hat; the air is piercing. What? will not their presence prevail against the current of his humour? O, no: it's a mere flood, a torrent, carries all afore it. What more than heavenly pulchritude is this? What magazine, or treasury of bliss? Dazzle, you organs to my optic sense, To view a creature of such eminence: O, I am planet-struck, and in yond sphere, A brighter sharre than VENUS doth appear! How? in verse! An ecstasy, an ecstasy, man. Is your desire to speak with me, sir knight? He will tell you that anon; neither his brain, nor his body, are yet moulded for an answer.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 649–690 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 74 in this edition
Length
482 words · 696 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T27 — Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and patronagecross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.724 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T37 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
As far as Paris, to fetch ouer a fashion, and come back againe. Is he religious? Religious? I know not what you call religious, but hee goes to church, I am sure. S'lid, methinkes, these answeres should offend him. T'ut, no; he knowes they are excellent, and to her capacity, that speakes 'hem. Would I might see his face. Shee should let down a glasse from the window at that word, and request him to looke in't. Doubtlesse, the gentleman is most exact, and absolutely qualified? doth the castle containe him? No, sir, he is from home, but his lady is within. His lady? what, is shee faire? splendidious? and amiable? O, Lord, sir! Pr'ythee, deare Nymph, intreat her beauties to shine on this side of the building. That he may erect a new dyall of complement, with his gnomons, and his puntilio's. Nay, thou art such another Cinique now, a man had need walke vprightly before thee. Heart, can any man walke more vpright then hee does? Looke, looke; as if he went in a frame, or had a sute of wanescot on: and the dogge watching him, let he should leape out on't. O, villaine! Well, and e'er I meet him in the city, I'le ha'him ioynted, I'le pawne him in east cheape, among the butchers else. Peace, who be these, CARLO? YOnder's your god-father; doe your duty to him, sonne. This, sir? a poore elder brother of mine, sir, a yoman, may dispend some seuen or eight hundred a yeere: that's his son, my nephew, there. You are not ill-come, neighbour SORDIDO, though I haue not yet said, well-come: what, my god-sonne is growne a great proficient by this? I hope he will grow great one day, sir. What does he studie? the law? I sir, he is a gentleman, though his father be but a yeoman. What call you your nephew, signior? Mary, his name is FVNGOSO. FVNGOSO? O, he lookt somwhat like a spunge in that pinck yellow doublet, me thought: well, make much of him; I see he was neuer borne to ride vpon a moile. My lady will come presently, sir. O, now, now. Stand by, retire your selues a space: nay, pray you, forget not the vse of your hat; the aire is piercing. What? will not their presence preuaile against the current of his humour? O, no: it's a meere floud, a torrent, carries all afore it. What more then heauenly pulchritude is this? What magazine, or treasurie of blisse? Dazle, you organs to my optique sense, To view a creature of such eminence: O, I am planet-strooke, and in yond sphere, A brighter sharre then VENVS doth appeare! How? in verse! An extasie, an extasie, man. Is your desire to speake with me, sir knight? He will tell you that anon; neither his braine, nor his body, are yet moulded for an answere.