Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

1 Sir John Oldcastle · chunk 9 of 42

Wilson, Robert / Drayton, Michael / Munday, Anthony / Hathaway, Richard · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [Oct 16, payment] (Annals)
history · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.77 · 501 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

With my lord Cobham, I would speak, if thou be one of his men. Yes I am one of his men, but thou canst not speak with my lord. May I send to him them? I'll tell thee that, when I know thy errand. I will not tell my errand to thee. Then keep it to thyself, and walk like a knave as thou camest. I tell thee my lord keeps no knaves, sirrah. Then thou servest him not, I believe, what lord is thy master? My lord of Rochester. In good time, and what wouldst thou have with my lord Cobham? I come by virtue of a process, to ascite him to appear before my lord, in the court at Rochester. Well, God grant me patience, I could eat this conger. My lord is not at home, therefore it were good Sumner you carried your process back. Why, if he will not be spoken withal, then will I leave it here, and see you that he take knowledge of it. 'swounds you slave, do you set up your bills here, go to, take it down again, dost thou know what thou dost, dost thee know on whom thou servest process? Yes marry do I, Sir Iohn Oldcastle Lord Cobham. I am glad thou knowest him yet, and sirrah dost not thou know, that the lord Cobham is a brave lord, that keeps good beef and beer in his house, and every day feeds a hundred poor people at's gate, and keeps a hundred tall fellows? What's that to my process? Mary this sir, is this process parchment? Yes mary. And this seal wax? It is so. If this be parchment, & this wax, eat you this parchment, and this wax, or I will make parchment of your skin, and beat your brains into wax: Sirrah Sumner dispatch, devour, sirrah devour. I am my lord of Rochester's Sumner, I came to do my office, and thou shalt answer it. Sirrah, no railing, but betake you to your teeth, thou shalt eat no worse than thou bringst with thee, thou bringst it for my lord, and wilt thou bring my lord worse than thou wilt eat thyself? Sir, I brought it not my lord to eat. O do you sir me now, all's one for that, but i'll make you eat it, for bringing it. I cannot eat it. Can you not? should i'll beat you until you have a stomach. O hold, hold, good master serving-man, I will eat it. Be champing, be chawing sir, or I'll chaw you, you rogue, the purest of the honey. Tough wax, is the purest of the honey. O Lord sir, oh oh, Feed, feed, wholesome rogue, wholesome. Cannot you like an honest Sumner walk with the devil your brother, to fetch in your Bailiffs rents, but you must come to a noble man's house with process? 'sblood if thy seal were as broad as the lead that covers Rochester church, thou shouldst eat it.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
Play1 Sir John Oldcastle
AuthorWilson, Robert / Drayton, Michael / Munday, Anthony / Hathaway, Richard
Publication year (edition)1600
First performance / composition (Annals)1599 [Oct 16, payment]
First performance (BritDrama)1599 [Nov]
Company (BritDrama)Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
Genre (British Drama)history
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 376 · TCP A08469 · DEEP 291
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 453–486 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 42 in this edition
Length501 words · 657 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters reviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.768 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
With my lord Cobham, I would speake, if thou be one of his men. Yes I am one of his men, but thou canst not speake with my lord. May I send to him them? Ile tel thee that, when I know thy errand. I will not tel my errand to thee. Then keepe it to thy selfe, and walke like a knaue as thou camest. I tell thee my lord keepes no knaues, sirra. Then thou seruest him not, I beleeue, what lord is thy master? My lord of Rochester. In good time, and what wouldst thou haue with my lord Cobham? I come by vertue of a processe, to ascite him to appeare before my lord, in the court at Rochester. Wel, God grant me patience, I could eate this conger. My lord is not at home, therefore it were good Sumner you caried your processe backe. Why, if he will not be spoken withall, then will I leaue it here, and see you that he take knowledge of it. Swounds you slaue, do you set vp your bills here, go to, take it downe againe, doest thou know what thou dost, dost thee know on whom thou seruest processe? Yes marry doe I, Sir Iohn Old-castle Lord Cobham. I am glad thou knowest him yet, and sirra dost not thou know, that the lord Cobham is a braue lord, that keepes good beefe and beere in his house, and euery day feedes a hundred poore people at's gate, and keepes a hundred tall fellowes? Whats that to my processe? Mary this sir, is this processe parchment▪ Yes mary. And this seale waxe? It is so. If this be parchment, & this wax, eate you this parchment, and this waxe, or I will make parchment of your skinne, and beate your braines into waxe: Sirra Sumner dispatch, deuoure, sirra deuoure. I am my lord of Rochesters Sumner, I came to do my office, and thou shalt answere it. Sirra, no railing, but betake you to your teeth, thou shalt eate no worse then thou bringst with thee, thou bringst it for my lord, and wilt thou bring my lord worse then thou wilt eate thy selfe? Sir, I brought it not my lord to eate. O do you sir me now, all's one for that, but ile make you eate it, for bringing it. I cannot eate it. Can you not? sbould ile beate you vntil you haue a stomacke. O hold, hold, good master seruing-man, I will eate it. Be champping, be chawing sir, or Ile chaw you, you rogue, the purest of the hony. Tough waxe, is the purest of the hony. O Lord sir, oh oh, Feed, feed, wholsome rogue, wholsome. Cannot you like an honest Sumner walke with the diuell your brother, to fetch in your Bailiffes rents, but you must come to a noble mans house with processe? Sbloud if thy seale were as broad as the lead that couers Rochester church, thou shouldst eate it.