Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T46 Swords, quarrels and valour typicality 0.75 · 467 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
So sir, and how then? God's foot, I have lost my purse, I think. How? lost your purse? where? when had you it? I cannot tell, stay. 'Slid I am afeard they will know me, would I could get by them. What? have you it? No, I think I was bewitched, I. Nay do not weep, a pox on it, hang it let it go. Oh it's here, nay and it had been lost, I had not cared but for a jet ring Marina sent me. A jet ring? oh the poesy, the poesy? Fine i'faith: Though fancy sleep, my love is deep: meaning that though I did not fancy her, yet she loved me dearly. Most excellent. And then I sent her another, and my poesy was; The deeper the sweeter, I'll be judged by Saint Peter. How, by S. Peter? I do not conceive that. Marry, S. Peter to make up the meeter. Well, you are beholding to that Saint▪ he helped you at your need; thank him, thank him. I will venture, come what will: Gentlemen, please you change a few crowns for a very excellent good blade here; I am a poor gentleman, a soldier, one that (in the better state of my fortunes) scorned so mean a refuge, but now it's the humour of necessity to have it so: you seem to be gentlemen well affected to martial men, else I should rather die with silence, then live with shame: how e'er, vouchsafe to remember it is my want speaks, not myself: this condition agrees not with my spirit. Where hast thou served? May it please you signor, in all the provinces of Bohemia, Hungaria, Dalmatia, Poland, where not? I have been a poor servitor by sea and land, any time this xiv. years, and followed the fortunes of the best Commanders in Christendom. I was twice shot at the taking of Aleppo, once at the relief of Vienna; I have been at America in the galleys thrice, where I was most dangerously shot in the head, through both the thighs, and yet being thus maimed I am void of maintenance, nothing left me but my scars, the noted marks of my resolution. How will you sell this Rapier friend? Faith signor, I refer it to your own judgement; you are a gentleman, give me what you please. True, I am a gentleman, I know that; but what though, I pray you say, what would you ask? I assure you the blade may become the side of the best prince in Europe. ay, with a velvet scabbard. Nay and't be mine it shall have a velvet scabbard, that is flat, 'd'd not wear it as'tis and you would give me an angel. At your pleasure signor, nay it's a most pure Toledo.
nodes 457–483 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 52 in this edition
Length
467 words · 629 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T46 — Swords, quarrels and valourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.749 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T42 · seed 44: T42 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
So sir, and how then? Gods foot, I haue lost my purse, I thinke. How? lost your purse? where? when had you it? I cannot tell, stay. S'lid I am afeard they will know me, would I could get by them. What? haue you it? No, I thinke I was bewitcht, I. Nay do not weep, a poxe on it, hang it let it go. Oh it's here, nay and it had beene lost, I had not car'd but for a et ring Marina ent me. A iet ring? oh the poesie, the poesie? Fine ifaith: Though fancie sleepe, my loue is deepe: meaning that though I did not fancie her, yet shee loued mee dearely. Most excellent. And then I sent her another, and my poesie was; The deeper the sweeter, Ile be iudg'd by Saint Peter. How, by S. Peter? I do not conceiue that. Marrie, S. Peter to make vp the meeter. Well, you are beholding to that Saint▪ help't you at your need; thanke him, thanke him. I will venture, come what will: Gentlemen, please you chaunge a few crownes for a verie excellent good blade here; I am a poore gentleman, a soldier, one that (in the better state of my fortunes) scornd so meane a refuge, but now its the humour of necessitie to haue it so: you seeme to be gentlemen well affected to martiall men, els I should rather die with silence, then liue with shame: how e're, vouchsafe to remember it is my want speakes, not my selfe: this condition agrees not with my spirit. Where hast thou seru'd? May it please you Signior, in all the prouinces of Bohemia, Hungaria, Dalmatia, Poland, where not? I haue beene a poore seruitor by sea and land, any time this xiiij. yeares, and follow'd the fortunes of the best Commaunders in Christendome. I was twise shot at the taking of Aleppo, once at the reliefe of Vienna; I haue beene at America in the galleyes thrise▪ where I was most dangerously shot in the head, through both the thighes, and yet being thus maim'd I am voide of maintenance, nothing left me but my scarres, the noted markes of my resolution. How will you sell this Rapier friend? Faith Signior, I referre it to your owne iudgement; you are a gentleman, giue me what you please. True, I am a gentleman, I know that; but what though, I pray you say, what would you aske? I assure you the blade may become the side of the best prince in Europe. I, with a veluet scabberd. Nay and't be mine it shall haue a veluet scabberd, that is flat, 'de not weare it as'tis and you would giue me an angell. At your pleasure Signior, nay it's a most pure Toledo.