Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T30 Constables, justices and the watch typicality 0.81 · 503 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
My Lord Constable, the Armour that I saw in your Tent to night, are those Stars or Suns upon it? Stars my Lord. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope. And yet my Sky shall not want. That may be, for you bear a many superfluously, and 'twere more honour some were away. Even as your Horse bears your praises, who would troth as well, were some of your brags dismounted. Would I were able to load him with his desert. Will it never be day? I will troth to morrow a mile, and my way shall be paved with English Faces. I will not say so, for fear I should be faced out of my way: but I would it were morning, for I would fain be about the ears of the English. Who will go to Hazard with me for twenty Prisoners? You must first go yourself to hazard, ere you have them. 'Tis Midnight, I'll go arm myself. The Dolphin longs for morning. He longs to eat the English. I think he will eat all he kills. By the white Hand of my Lady, he's a gallant Prince. Swear by her Foot, that she may tread out the Oath. He is simply the most active Gentleman of France. Doing is activity, and he will still be doing. He never did harm, that I heard of. Nor will do none to morrow: he will keep that good name still. I know him to be valiant. I was told that, by one that knows him better than you. What's he? Marry he told me so himself, and he said he cared not who knew it. He needs not, it is no hidden virtue in him. By my faith Sir, but it is: never any body saw it, but his Lackey: 'tis a hooded valour, and when it appears, it will bate. Ill will never said well. I will cap that Proverb with, There is flattery in friendship. And I will take up that with, Give the Devil his due. Well placed: there stands your friend for the Devil: have at the very eye of that Proverb with, A Pox of the Devil. You are the better at Proverbs, by how much a Fools Bolt is soon shot. You have shot over. 'Tis not the first time you were over-shot. My Lord high Constable, the English lie within fifteen hundred paces of your Tents. Who hath measured the ground? The Lord Grandpree. A valiant and most expert Gentleman. Would it were day? Alas poor Harry of England: he longs not for the Dawning, as we do. What a wretched and peevish fellow is this King of England, to mope with his fat-brained followers so far out of his knowledge. If the English had any apprehension, they would run away. That they lack: for if their heads had any intellectual Armour, they could never wear such heavy Headpieces. That Island of England breeds very valiant Creatures; their Mastiffs are of unmatchable courage.
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Position
nodes 1271–1311 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 27 of 51 in this edition
Length
503 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T30 — Constables, justices and the watchcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.813 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T36 · seed 44: T35 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
My Lord Conſtable, the Armour that I ſaw in your Tent to night, are thoſe Starres or Sunnes vpon it? Starres my Lord. Some of them will fall to morrow, I hope. And yet my Sky ſhall not want. That may be, for you beare a many ſuperfluouſly, and 'twere more honor ſome were away. Eu'n as your Horſe beares your prayſes, who would trot as well, were ſome of your bragges diſmounted. Would I were able to loade him with his deſert. Will it neuer be day? I will trot to morrow a mile, and my way ſhall be paued with Engliſh Faces. I will not ſay ſo, for feare I ſhould be fac't out of my way: but I would it were morning, for I would faine be about the eares of the Engliſh. Who will goe to Hazard with me for twentie Priſoners? You muſt firſt goe your ſelfe to hazard, ere you haue them. 'Tis Mid-night, Ile goe arme my ſelfe. The Dolphin longs for morning. He longs to eate the Engliſh. I thinke he will eate all he kills. By the white Hand of my Lady, hee's a gallant Prince. Sweare by her Foot, that ſhe may tread out the Oath. He is ſimply the moſt actiue Gentleman of France. Doing is actiuitie, and he will ſtill be doing. He neuer did harme, that I heard of. Nor will doe none to morrow: hee will keepe that good name ſtill. I know him to be valiant. I was told that, by one that knowes him better then you. What's hee? Marry hee told me ſo himſelfe, and hee ſayd hee car'd not who knew it. Hee needes not, it is no hidden vertue in him. By my faith Sir, but it is: neuer any body ſaw it, but his Lacquey: 'tis a hooded valour, and when it appeares, it will bate. Ill will neuer ſayd well. I will cap that Prouerbe with, There is flatterie in friendſhip. And I will take vp that with, Giue the Deuill his due. Well plac't: there ſtands your friend for the Deuill: haue at the very eye of that Prouerbe with, A Pox of the Deuill. You are the better at Prouerbs, by how much a Fooles Bolt is ſoone ſhot. You haue ſhot ouer. 'Tis not the firſt time you were ouer-ſhot. My Lord high Conſtable, the Engliſh lye within fifteene hundred paces of your Tents. Who hath meaſur'd the ground? The Lord Grandpree. A valiant and moſt expert Gentleman. Would it were day? Alas poore Harry of England: hee longs not for the Dawning, as wee doe. What a wretched and peeuiſh fellow is this King of England, to mope with his fat-brain'd followers ſo farre out of his knowledge. If the Engliſh had any apprehenſion, they would runne away. That they lack: for if their heads had any intellectuall Armour, they could neuer weare ſuch heauie Head-pieces. That Iland of England breedes very valiant Creatures; their Maſtiffes are of vnmatchable courage.