Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T46 Swords, quarrels and valour typicality 0.81 · 467 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Why are you so sure of your hand at all times? Tut, never mistrust upon my soul. Mass I would not stand in signor Giuliano state, then; And you meet him, for the wealth of Florence. Why signor, by Iesu if he were hear now: I would not draw my weapon on him, let this gentleman do his mind but I will bastinado him (by heaven) & ever I meet him. faith and i'll have a fling at him. Look yonder he goes I think. 'Sblood what luck have I, I cannot meet with these bragging rascals, It's not he: is it? Yes faith it is he? I'll be hanged then if that were he. Before God it was he: you make me swear. Vpon my saluation it was h. Well had I thought it had been he: he could not have gone so, but I cannot be induced to believe it was he yet. Oh gallant have I found you? draw to your tools, draw, or by God's will i'll thrash you. signor hear me? Draw your weapons then: Signior, I nuer thought it till now: body of S. George, I haue a warrant of the peace serued on me euen now, as I came along by a waterbearer, this gentleman saw it, signior Mat. The peace? 'Sblood, you will not draw? Hold signor hold, under thy favour forbear. Prate again as you like this you whoreson cowardly rascal, you'll control the point you? your consort he is gone? had he stayed he had shared with you infayth. Well gentlemen bear witness I was bound to the peace, by jesu. Why and though you were sir, the law allows you to defend yourself; that's but a poor excuse. I cannot tell; I never sustained the like disgrace (by heaven) sure I was struck with a Planet then, for I had no power to touch my weapon. I like enough I have heard of many that have been beaten under a planet; go get you to the Surgeons, 'sblood and these be your tricks, your passadoes, & your Mountauntoes ilenone of them: oh God that this age should bring forth such creatures? come cozen. Mass i'll have this cloak. God's will: it's Giullianos. Nay but 'tis mine now, another might have tane it up aswell as I, I'll wear it so I will. How and he see it, he'll challenge it assure yourself. I but he shall not have it; I'll say I bought it. Advise you cozen, take heed he give not you as much. Now trust me Prospero you were much to blame, T'incense your brother and disturb the peace, Of my poor house, for there be sentinels, That every minute watch to give alarames, Of civil war, without adjection, Of your assistance and occasion.
nodes 1181–1217 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 38 of 52 in this edition
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467 words · 637 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T46 — Swords, quarrels and valourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.806 (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)
Why are you so sure of your hand at all times? Tut, neuer mistrust vpon my soule. Masse I would not stand in signior Guliano state, then; And you meete him, for the wealth of Florence. Why signior, by Iesu if hee were heare now: I would not draw my wapon on him, let this gentleman doe his mind but I wil bastindo him (by heauen) & euer I meete him. Fayth and ile haue a fling him. Looke yoder he goes I thinke. Sblood vvhat lucke haue I, I cannot meete vvith thes brgging rascalls▪ It not h: is it? Yes fayth it is he? Ile be hangd then if that vvere he. Befor God it vvas he: you make me sweare. Vpon my saluation it vvas h. Well had I thought it had beene he: he could not haue gone so, but I cannot be induc'd to beleeue it vvas he yet. Oh gallant haue I found you? draw to your tooles, draw, or by Gods vvill ile thresh you. Signior heare me? Draw your vveapons then: Signior, I nuer thought it till now: body of S. George, I haue a vvarrant of the peace serued on me euen now, as I came along by a vvaterbearer, this gentleman saw it, signior Mat. The peace▪ Sblood, you vvill not draw? Hold signior hold, vnder thy fauour forbeare. Prate agayne as you like this you vvhoreson cowardly rascall, youle controule the poynt you? your consort hee is gone? had he stayd he had shard vvith yow infayth. Well gentlemen beare vvitnesse I vvas bound to the peace, by Iesu. Why and though you vvere sir, the lawe alowes you to defend your selfe; thats but a poore excuse. I cannot tll; I neuer susyned the like disgrace (by heauen) sure I vvas strooke vvith a Plannet then, for I had no power to touch my vvepon. I like inough I haue heard of many that haue beene beaten vnder a plannet; goe get you to the Surgions, sblood and these be your tricks, your passados, & your Mountauntos ilenone of them: oh God that this age should bring foorth sch creatres? come cosen. Masse ile haue this cloke. Gods vvill: its Giullianos. Nay but tis mine now, another might haue tan it vp aswell as I, ile vve it so I vvill. How and he see it, heele hllene it assur your selfe. I but he shall not haue it▪ ile sy I boght it. Aduise you cosen, tae heede he giue not you as much. Now trust me Prsro you were much to blame, T'incense your brother and disturbe the peace, Of my poor house, for there be sntinelles, That uery minute vvatch to giue alarames, Of ciuill vvarre, vvithout adiection, Of your assistance and occasion.