Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Every Man in His Humor · chunk 13 of 52

Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
T40 Sin, guilt and violent loss within famil typicality 0.80 · 526 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T40: brother, death, life, die, heaven, sin, live, father, blood, soul.

Ha? Scavenger? well go to, I say little, but, by this good day (God forgive me I should swear) if I put it up so, say I am the rankest— that ever pissed. 'Sblood and I swallow this, I'll near draw my sword in the sight of man again while I live; I'll sit in a Barn with Madge-owlet first, Scavenger?' heart and I'll go near to fill that huge timbrel slop of yours with somewhat and I have good luck, your Garagantua breech cannot carry it away so. Oh do not fret your selfe thus, neuer thinke o't. These are my brother's consorts these, these are his comrades, his walking mates, he's a gallant, a Caveliero too, right hangman cut, God let me not live, and I could not find in my heart to swinge the whole nest of them, one after another, and begin with him first, I am grieved it should be said he is my brother, and take these courses, well he shall hear on't, and that tightly too, and I live I'faith. But brother, let your apprehension (then) Run in an easy current, not transported With heady rashness, or devouring choler, And rather carry a persuading spirit, Whose powers will pierce more gently; and allure, Th' imperfect thoughts you labour to reclaim, To a more sudden and resolved assent. ay, I, let me alone for that I warrant you. How now? oh the bell rings to breakfast. Brother Giuliano, I pray you go in and bear my wife company: I'll but give order to my servants for the dispatch of some business and come to you presently. What Cob? our maids will have you by the back (I'faith) For coming so late this morning. Perhaps so sir, take heed some body have not them by the belly for walking so late in the evening. Now (in good faith) my mind is somewhat eased, Though not reposed in that security, As I could wish; well, I must be content, How e'er I set a face on't to the world, Would I had lost this finger at a vent, So Prospero had ne'er lodged in my house, Why't cannot be, where there is such resort Of wanton gallants, and young revellers, That any woman should be honest long. ist like, that factious beauty will preserve The sovereign state of chastity unscard, When such strong motives muster, and make head Against her single peace? no, no: beware When mutual pleasure sways the appetite, And spirits of one kind and quality, Do meet to parley in the pride of blood. Well (to be plain) if I but thought, the time Had answered their affections: all the world Should not persuade me, but I were a cuckold: Mary I hope they have not got that start. For opportunity hath balked them yet, And shall do still, while I have eyes and ears To attend the imposition of my heart, My presence shall be as an Iron Bar, Twixt the conspiring motions of desire, Yea every look or glance mine eye objects, Shall check occasion, as one doth his slave, When he forgets the limits of prescription.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayEvery Man in His Humor
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1601
First performance / composition (Annals)1598
First performance (BritDrama)1598 [Sep]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 404 · TCP A04647 · DEEP 313
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 378–422 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 52 in this edition
Length526 words · 699 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T40 — Sin, guilt and violent loss within families cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.799 (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)
Ha? Scauenger? well goe to, I say little, but, by this good day (God forgiue me I should sweare) if I put it vp so, say I am the rankest—that euer pist. S'blood and I swallowe this, Ile neere drawe my sworde in the sight of man againe while I liue; Ile it in a Barne with Madge-owlet first, Scauenger? 'Hart and Ile goe neere to fill that hug timbrell slop of yours with somewhat and I haue good lucke, your Garagantua breech cannot carry it away so. Oh do not fret your selfe thus, neuer thinke o't. These are my brothers consorts these, these are his Cumrades, his walking mates, hees a gallant, a Caueliero too, right hangman cut, God let me not liue, and I could not finde in my hart to swinge the whole net of them, one after another, and begin with him first, I am grieu'd it should be said he is my brother, and take these courses, well he shall heare on't, and that tightly too, and I liue Ifaith. But brother, let your apprehension (then) Runne in an easie current, not transported With heady rashnes, or deuouring choller, And rather carry a perswading spirit, Whose powers will pearce more gently; and allure, Th' imperfect thoughts you labour to reclaime, To a more sodaine and resolu'd assent. I, I, let me alone for that I warrant you. How now? oh the bell rings to breakefast. Brother Giuliano, I pray you go in and beare my wife company: Ile but giue order to my seruants for the dispatche of some busines and come to you presently. What Cob? our maides will haue you by the back (Ifaith) For comming so late this morning. Perhaps so sir, take heede some body haue not the ▪ by the belly for walking so late in the euening. Now (in good faith) my minde is somewhat easd, Though not repod in that securitie, As I could wish; well, I must be content, How e're I set a face on't to the world, Would I had lost this inger at a vente, So Prospero had ne're lodg'd in my house, Why't cannot be, where there is such resort Of wanton gallants, and young reuellers, That any woman should be honest long. I'st like, that factious beauty will preserue The soueraigne state of chastitie vnscard, When such strong motiues muster, and make head Against her single peace? no, no: beware When mutuall pleasure swayes the appetite, And spirits of one kinde and qualitie, Do meete to parlee in the pride of blood. Well (to be plaine) if I but thought, the time Had answer'd their affections: all the world Should not perswade me, but I were a cuckold: Mary I hope they haue not got that start. For opportunity hath balkt them yet, And shall do still, while I haue eyes and eares To attend the imposition of my hart, My presence shall be as an Iron Barre, Twixt the conspiring motions of desire, Yea euery looke or glaunce mine eye obiects, Shall checke occasion, as one doth his slaue, When he forgets the limits of prescription.