Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [c.1597-1599] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.85 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
Ye are too cursed (me thinks sir) to your Lady; Ah wench content thee, I must bear her hard, Else she'll be prining into my dalliances: I am an old man sweet girl I must be merry, All steel, all sprite, keep in health by change, Men may be wanton, wowen must not range. You have given good counsel sir, i'll repent me, here's your ring, i'll only love my husband. I mean not so, I think to day thou toldes me Thy husband was an unthrift, and a bankrupt, And he be so, tut thou hast favour store, Let the knave beg, beauty cannot be poor. Indeed my husband is a bankrupt, Of faith, of love, of shame, of chastity, Dotes upon other women more than me. Ha do he so? then give him tit for tat, Have one so young and fair, and loves another, He's worthy to be coockolded by the mass. What is he old or young? About your age. An old knave and cannot be content with such a peat, Come to my closet girl, make much of me, We'll appoint a meeting place some twice a weak, And i'll maintain thee like a Lady, ha? O but you'll forget me presently, When you look well upon your Lady's beauty. Who upon her? why she is a very dowdy, A dishclout, a foul Iipsie unto thee, Come to my closet lass, there take thy earnest Of love, of pleasure and good maintenance. I am very fearful. Come fool never fear I am Lord heat, who shall disturb as then? Nay come, or by the rood I'll make you come, Help Madam Faukenbridge for god's sake. How now, what meanest? Help Gentle Madam help, How now what ail'st thou? Nay and't be a woman, near fear my master Madam Why speak'st thou not, what ail'st thou? Why nothing, by the rood nothing she ails. O Madam this vile man would have abused me, And forced me to his closet, Ah old coal, now look about, you are catched, Call in your fellows block, Do not thou knave, Do or I'll crack your crown, Nay I'll do't, I know she means to shame you. Why Mall wilt thou believe this paltry woman? housewife I'll have you whipped for slandering me. What Lecher, no she is an honest woman, Her husband's well known, all the household knows. here's some now, to tell all the town your mind, Before ye all I must sure complain, You see this wicked man, and ye all know How oft he hath been jealous of my life, Suspecting falsehood being false himself; O master, O master, She slanders me, she is a cozening quean, Fetch me the Constable, I'll have her punished, The Constable for me fie, fie upon ye. Madam do you know this ring? It is sir Richards. O I, that's my masters too sure.
nodes 2048–2110 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 37 of 50 in this edition
Length
484 words · 658 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T32 — Rings and jewels as tokenscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.851 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ye are too curſt (me thinkes ſir) to your Lady; Ah wench content thee, I muſt beare her hard, Elſe ſhe'l be prining into my dalliances: I am an olde man ſweet girle I muſt be merry, All ſteele, al ſpright, keep in health by change, Men may be wanton, wowen muſt not range. You haue giuen good counſel ſir, ile repent me, Heer's your ring, ile onely loue my husband. I meane not ſo, I thinke to day thou toldes me Thy husband was an vnthrift, and a bankrout, And he be ſo, tut thou haſt fauour ſtore, Let the knaue beg, beauty cannot be poore. Indeed my husband is a bankrout, Of faith, of loue, of ſhame, of chaſtity, Dotes vpon other women more then me. Ha doe he ſo? then giue him tit for tat, Haue one ſo young and faire, and loues another, He's worthy to be coockolded by the maſſe. What is he olde or young? About your age. An old knaue and cannot be content with ſuch a peate, Come to my cloſet girle, make much of me, We'll appoint a meeting place ſome twiſe a weake, And ile maintaine thee like a Lady, ha? O but you'll forget me preſently, When you looke well vpon your Ladies beauty. Who vpon her? why ſhe is a very dowdy, A diſhclout, a foule Iipſie vnto thee, Come to my cloſſet laſſe, there take thy earneſt Of loue, of pleaſure and good maintenaunce. I am very fearefull. Come foole neuer feare I am Lord heate, who ſhall diſturb as then? Nay come, or by the rood Ile make you come, Help Madam Faukenbridge for gods ſake. How now, what meanſt? Help Gentle Madam help, How now what aylſt thou? Nay and't be a woman, nere feare my maſter Madam Why ſpeakſt thou not, what aylſt thou? Why nothing, by the rood nothing ſhe ayls. O Madam this vile man would haue abuſed me, And forcſt me to his cloſſet, Ah olde cole, now looke about, you are catcht, Call in your fellowes blocke, Doe not thou knaue, Doe or Ile cracke your crowne, Nay Ile doo't, I knowe ſhe meanes to ſhame you. Why Mall wilt thou beleeue this paultrie woman? Huſwife Ile haue you whipt for ſlaundring me. What Leacher, no ſhe is an honeſt woman, Her husband's well knowne, all the houſhold knowes. Heer's ſome now, to tell all the towne your mynd, Before ye all I muſt ſure complaine, You ſee this wicked man, and ye all knowe How oft he hath byn Iealous of my life, Suſpecting falſhood being falſe himſelfe; O maiſter, O maiſter, She ſlaunders me, ſhe is a couſoning queane, Fetch me the Conſtable, Ile haue her puniſht, The Conſtable for me fie, fie vpon ye. Madam do you know this ring? It is ſir Richards. O I, that's my maſters too ſure.