The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) · chunk 29 of 42
Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1596-1598] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 470 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
I shall answer that better to the Commonwealth, than you can the getting up of the Negro's belly: the Moor is with child by you Launcelet? It is much that the Moor should be more than reason: but if she be less than an honest woman, she is indeed more than I took her for. How every fool can play upon the word, I think the best grace of wit will shortly turn into silence, and discourse grow commendable in none only but Parrots: go in sirrah, bid them prepare for dinner? That is done sir, they have all stomacks? Goodly Lord, what a witte-snapper are you, then bid them prepare dinner. That is done to sir, only cover is the word. Will you cover than sir? Not so sir neither, I know my duty. Yet more quarrellng with occasion, wilt thou show the whole wealth of thy wit in an instant; I pray thee understand a plain man in his plain meaning: go to thy fellows, bid them cover the table, serve in the meat, and we will come in to dinner. For the table sir, it shall be served in, for the meat sir, it shall be covered, for your coming in to dinner sir, why let it be as humours and conceits shall govern. O dear discretion, how his words are suited, The fool hath planted in his memory An Army of good words, and I do know A many fools that stand in better place, Garnished like him, that for a tricksy word Defy the matter: how cheerest thou Iessica, And now good sweet say thy opinion, How dost thou like the Lord Bassiano's wife? Past all expressing, it is very meet The Lord Bassanio live an upright life For having such a blessing in his Lady, He finds the joys of heaven here on earth, And if on earth he do not mean it, it Is reason he should never come to heaven? Why, if two gods should play some heavenly match, And on the wager lay two earthly women, And Portia one: there must be something else Pawned with the other, for the poor rude world Hath not her fellow. Even such a husband Hast thou of me, as she is for a wife. Nay, but ask my opinion to of that? I will anon, first let us go to dinner? Nay, let me praise you while I have a stomach? No pray thee, let it serve for table talk, Then how some ere thou speak'st 'mong other things, I shall digest it? Well, I'll set you forth. What, is Anthonio here? Ready, so please your grace? I am sorry for thee, thou art come to answer A stony adversary, an inhuman wretch, Uncapable of pity, void, and empty From any dram of mercy.
seed 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)
I ſhall anſwere that better to the Commonwealth, than you can the getting vp of the Negroes bellie: the Moore is with childe by you Launcelet? It is much that the Moore ſhould be more then reaſon: but if ſhe be leſſe then an honeſt woman, ſhee is indeed more then I tooke her for. How euerie foole can play vpon the word, I thinke the beſt grace of witte will ſhortly turne into ſilence, and diſcourſe grow commendable in none onely but Parrats: goe in ſirra, bid them prepare for dinner? That is done ſir, they haue all ſtomacks? Goodly Lord, what a witte-ſnapper are you, then bid them prepare dinner. That is done to ſir, onely couer is the word. Will you couer than ſir? Not ſo ſir neither, I know my dutie. Yet more quarrellng with occaſion, wilt thou ſhew the whole wealth of thy wit in an inſtant; I pray thee vnderſtand a plaine man in his plaine meaning: goe to thy fellowes, bid them couer the table, ſerue in the meat, and we will come in to dinner. For the table ſir, it ſhall be ſeru'd in, for the meat ſir, it ſhall bee couered, for your comming in to dinner ſir, why let it be as humors and conceits ſhall gouerne. O deare diſcretion, how his words are ſuted, The foole hath planted in his memory An Armie of good words, and I doe know A many fooles that ſtand in better place, Garniſht like him, that for a trickſie word Defie the matter: how cheer'ſt thou Ieſſica, And now good ſweet ſay thy opinion, How doſt thou like the Lord Baſſiano's wife? Paſt all expreſſing, it is very meete The Lord Baſſanio liue an vpright life For hauing ſuch a bleſſing in his Lady, He findes the ioyes of heauen heere on earth, And if on earth he doe not meane it, it Is reaſon he ſhould neuer come to heauen? Why, if two gods ſhould play ſome heauenly match, And on the wager lay two earthly women, And Portia one: there muſt be ſomething elſe Paund with the other, for the poore rude world Hath not her fellow. Euen ſuch a husband Haſt thou of me, as ſhe is for a wife. Nay, but aske my opinion to of that? I will anone, firſt let vs goe to dinner? Nay, let me praiſe you while I haue a ſtomacke? No pray thee, let it ſerue for table talke, Then how ſom ere thou ſpeakſt 'mong other things, I ſhall digeſt it? Well, Ile ſet you forth. What, is Anthonio heere? Ready, ſo pleaſe your grace? I am ſorry for thee, thou art come to anſwere A ſtonie aduerſary, an inhumane wretch, Vncapable of pitty, voyd, and empty From any dram of mercie.