Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Look About You · chunk 19 of 50

Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [c.1597-1599] (Annals)
comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You typicality 0.80 · 492 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.

Will you to the door you fool? and bar the gate, Hold there's an angel for your broken pate; If any knock let them not in in haste. Well I'll do as I see cause, blood thou art dear to me, but here's a sovereign plaster for the sore: gold healeth wounds, gold easeth hearts: what can a man have more? Dear brother, tell us how you made escape? You see I am hear, but if you would know how: I cannot scape and tell the manner too, By this I know your house is compassed With hellhound search. Brother I'll furnish you with beard & hair, and Garments like my husband, how like you that? Well, when I have them: quickly then dispatches blood turn grey beard and hair? Robin conceal, this dyeteth my mind, Mirth is the object of my humorous spleen, Thou high commanding fury! further device, jests are conceited, I long to see their birth, What come ye sister? Robin a thieves hand, But prithee where hadst thou this beard and hair? Prince Richard wore them hither in a mask, sayst thou me so, faith love the Princely youth, Tut you must taste stolen pleasure now and than, But if she steal and jelious eyes espy: She will be sure condemned of Burglary, Ha crack? can your low stumps venture so deep Into affections stream? go to you wanton. What want we now? my nightcap, O 'tis hear, So now no Gloster, but old Faukenbridge, Hark, the search knocks, i'll let them in myself; Welcome good fellow; ha, what is't you lack? Ma master Co constable, se se search you th' that way, a and you ho honest man th' that way. I'll ru run th' this way m my own se self. What search you for? what is it you would have? Madam, what shall I do to these brown-bill fellows? some run into the wine seller, some here, some there. Let them alone, let them search their filles. I'll look to their fingers for all that. Do so good Block, be careful honest Block. Sir stammerer & your wa watch, you're pa past i'faith. Will you not speak knaves, tell me who you seek? Ma mary sit we s seek a va va vagabond, a fu fugitive, my La Ladies own b brother; but and he were the po po Popes own b brother, I would ssearch f f for him; for I have a p poor fatherr ready to be ha ha hanged f f for him. O 'tis for Gloster! mary search a gods name, Seek peace, will he break prison too? It's pity he should live, nay I defy him. Come look about, search every little corner, Myself will lead the way, pray you come, Seek, seek, and spare not, though it be labour lost: He comes not under my roof, hear ye wife, He comes not hither, take it for a warning.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayLook About You
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1600
First performance / composition (Annals)1599 [c.1597-1599]
First performance (BritDrama)1599 [1598-1600]
Company (BritDrama)Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 397 · TCP A06333 · DEEP 306
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1061–1105 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 50 in this edition
Length492 words · 661 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T29 — Disguise and pursuit in Look About You context only — excluded from the genre comparison · typicality 0.796 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T34 · seed 44: T31 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Will you to the doore you foole? and bar the gate, Holde ther's an angell for your broaken pate; If any knocke let them not in in haſte. Well Ile doe as I ſee cauſe, blood thou art deare to me, but heere's a ſoueraigne plaiſter for the ſore: golde healeth wounds, golde eaſeth heartes: what can a man haue more? Deare brother, tell vs how you made eſcape? You ſee I am heare, but if you would knowe how: I cannot ſcape and tell the manner too, By this I knowe your howſe is compaſſed With hel-hound ſearch. Brother Ile furniſh you with beard & hayre, and Garments like my husband, how like you that? Well, when I haue them: quickly then diſpatchs blood turne gray beard and hayre? Robyn conceale, this dyeteth my minde, Myrth is the obiect of my humorous ſpleane, Thou high commaunding furie! further deuice, Ieſts are conceated, I long to ſee their birth, What come ye ſiſter? Robyn a theeues hand, But prethee where hadſt thou this beard and haire? Prince Richard wore them hether in a maſke, Saiſt thou me ſo, faith loue the Princely youth, Tut you muſt taſt ſtolne pleaſure now and than, But if ſhe ſteale and Ielious eyes eſpie: She will be ſure condemnd of Burglary, Ha crake? can your low ſtumps venter ſo deep Into affections ſtreame? go to you wanton. What want we now? my nightcap, O tis heare, So now no Gloſter, but olde Faukenbridge, Harke, the ſearch knockes, ile let them in my ſelfe; Welcome good fellowe; ha, what iſt you lacke? Ma maſter Co conſtable, ſe ſe ſearch you th that way, a and you ho honeſt man th that way. Ile ru run th this way m my owne ſe ſelfe. What ſearch you for? what is it you would haue? Madam, what ſhall I doe to theſe browne-bill fellowes? ſome runne into the wine ſeller, ſome heere, ſome there. Let them alone, let them ſearch their filles. Ile looke to their fingers for all that. Doe ſo good Blocke, be carefull honeſt Blocke. Sir ſtammerer & your wa watch, y'are pa paſt ifaith. Will you not ſpeake knaues, tel me who you ſeeke? Ma mary ſit we ſ ſeeke a va va vacabond, a fu fugatiue, my La Ladies owne b brother; but and hee were the po po Popes owne b brother, I would ſſearch f f for him; for I haue a p poore fatherr ready to be ha ha hang'd f f for him. O tis for Gloſter! mary ſearch a gods name, Seeke peace, will he breake priſon too? It's pitty he ſhould liue, nay I defye him. Come looke about, ſearch euery little corner, My ſelfe will lead the way, pray you come, Seeke, ſeeke, and ſpare not, though it be labour loſt: He comes not vnder my roofe, heare ye wife, He comes not hyther, take it for a warning.