Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Much Ado About Nothing · chunk 8 of 42

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 502 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.

What should I do with him? dress him in my apparel, and make him my waiting gentlewoman? he that hath a beard, is more than a youth: and he that hath no beard, is less than a man: and he that is more than a youth, is not for me: and he that is less than a man, I am not for him: therefore I will even take sixpences in earnest of the Berrord, and lead his Apes into hell. Well then, go you into hell. No, but to the gate, and there will the Devil meet me like an old Cuckold with horns on his head, and say, get you to heaven Beatrice, get you to heaven, here's no place for you maids, so deliver I up my Apes, and away to S. Peter: for the heavens, he shows me where the Bachelors sit, and there live we as merry as the day is long. Well niece, I trust you will be ruled by your father. Yes faith, it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy, and say, as it please you: but yet for all that cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make an other curtsy, and say, father, as it please me. Well niece, I hope to see you one day sitted with a husband. Not till God make men of some other metal than earth, would it not grieve a woman to be over-mastred with a piece of valiant dust? to make account of her life to a clod of wayward marvel? no uncle, i'll none: Adam's sons are my brethren, and truly I hold it a sin to match in my kindred. Daughter, remember what I told you, if the Prince do solicit you in that kind, you know your answer. The fault will be in the music cousin, if you be not wooed in good time: if the Prince be too important, tell him there is measure in every thing, & so dance out the answer, for hear me Hero, wooing, wedding, & repenting, is as a Scotch ijgge, a measure, and a cinque-pace: the first suit is hot and hasty like a Scotch ijgge (and full as fantastical) the wedding mannerly modest, (as a measure) full of state & aunchentry, and then comes repentance, and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faster and faster, till he sinks into his grave. Cousin you apprehend passing shrewdly. I have a good eye uncle, I can see a Church by daylight. The revellers are entering brother, make good room. Lady, will you walk about with your friend? So you walk softly, and look sweetly, and say nothing, I am yours for the walk, and especially when I walk away. With me in your company. I may say so when I please. And when please you to say so? When I like your favour, for God defend the Lute should be like the case. My visor is Philemons roof, within the house is Love..
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PlayMuch Ado About Nothing
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1598
First performance (BritDrama)1598
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 382 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.06
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 190–208 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 42 in this edition
Length502 words · 654 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T52 — Prodigals, portions and poor kin at 0.847
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)
What ſhould I doe with him? dreſſe him in my apparell, and make him my waiting gentlewoman? he that hath a beard, is more then a youth: and he that hath no beard, is leſſe then a man: and hee that is more then a youth, is not for mee: and he that is leſſe then a man, I am not for him: therefore I will euen take ſixepence in earneſt of the Berrord, and leade his Apes into hell. Well then, goe you into hell. No, but to the gate, and there will the Deuill meete mee like an old Cuckold with hornes on his head, and ſay, get you to heauen Beatrice, get you to heauen, heere's no place for you maids, ſo deliuer I vp my Apes, and away to S. Peter: for the heauens, hee ſhewes mee where the Batchellers ſit, and there liue wee as merry as the day is long. Well neece, I truſt you will be rul'd by your father. Yes faith, it is my coſens dutie to make curtſie, and ſay, as it pleaſe you: but yet for all that coſin, let him be a handſome fellow, or elſe make an other curſie, and ſay, father, as it pleaſe me. Well neece, I hope to ſee you one day ſitted with a husband. Not till God make men of ſome other mettall then earth, would it not grieue a woman to be ouer-maſtred with a peece of valiant duſt? to make account of her life to a clod of waiward marle? no vnckle, ile none: Adams ſonnes are my brethren, and truly I hold it a ſinne to match in my kinred. Daughter, remember what I told you, if the Prince doe ſolicit you in that kinde, you know your anſwere. The fault will be in the muſicke coſin, if you be not woed in good time: if the Prince bee too important, tell him there is meaſure in euery thing, & ſo dance out the anſwere, for heare me Hero, wooing, wedding, & repenting, is as a Scotch ijgge, a meaſure, and a cinque-pace: the firſt ſuite is hot and haſty like a Scotch ijgge (and full as fantaſticall) the wedding manerly modeſt, (as a meaſure) full of ſtate & aunchentry, and then comes repentance, and with his bad legs falls into the cinque-pace faſter and faſter, till he ſinkes into his graue. Coſin you apprehend paſſing ſhrewdly. I haue a good eye vnckle, I can ſee a Church by daylight. The reuellers are entring brother, make good roome. Lady, will you walke about with your friend? So you walke ſoftly, and looke ſweetly, and ſay nothing, I am yours for the walke, and eſpecially when I walke away. With me in your company. I may ſay ſo when I pleaſe. And when pleaſe you to ſay ſo? When I like your fauour, for God defend the Lute ſhould be like the caſe. My viſor is Philemons roofe, within the houſe is Loue.