Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Every Man in His Humor · chunk 43 of 52

Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
T30 Constables, justices and the watch typicality 0.81 · 492 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.

The constable, the man is mad I think. Ho, who keeps house here? Oh, this is the female copes-mate of my son. Now shall I meet him strait. Knock Pizo pray thee. Ho good wife. Why what's the matter with you. Why woman, grieves it you to open your door? Belike you get something to keep it shut. What mean these questions pray ye? So strange you make it? is not Thorello my tried husband here. Her husband? I hope he needs not to be tried here. No dame: he both it not for need but pleasure. Neither for need nor pleasure is he here. This is but a device to baulk me with all; Soft, who's this? Oh sir, have I forestalled your honest market? Found your close walks? you stand amazed now, do you? I faith (I am glad) I have smoked you yet at last; What's your jewel trow? In: come let's see her; Fetch forth your housewife, dame; if she be fairer In any honest judgement than myself, I'll be content with it: but she is change, She feeds you fat; she soothes your appetite, And you are well: your wife an honest woman, Is meat twice sod to you sir; A you trencher. She cannot counterfeit this palpably. Out on thee more than strumpet's impudency, Stealest thou thus to thy haunts? and have I taken, Thy bawd, and thee, and thy companion? This hoary headed lecher, this old goat Close at your villainy, and wouldst thou 'scuse it, With this stale harlot's jest, accusing me? O old incontinent, dost thou not shame, When all thy powers inchastity is spent, To have a mind so hot? and to entice And feed the enticements of a lustful woman? Out I defy thee I, dissembling wretch: Defy me strumpet? ask thy paunder here. Can he deny it? or that wicked elder. Why hear you signor? Tut, tut, never speak, Thy guilty conscience will discover thee: What lunacy is this that haunts this man? Oh sister did you see my cloak? Not I, I see none. God's life I have lost it then, saw you Hesperida? Hesperida? is she not at home No she is gone abroad, and no body can tell me of it at home. Oh heaven,? abroad? what light? a harlot too? Why? why? hark you, hath she? hath she not a brother? A brother's house to keep? to look unto? But she must fling abroad, my wife hath spoiled her, She takes right after her, she does, she does, Well you goody bawd and— That make your husband such a hoddy dody; And you young apple squire, and old cuckold maker, I'll have you every one before the Doctor, Nay you shall answer it I charge you go. Marry with all my hart, I'll go willingly: how have I wronged myself in coming here. G with thee? ile go with thee to thy shme▪ I warrant thee.
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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 1341–1399 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 43 of 52 in this edition
Length492 words · 685 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T30 — Constables, justices and the watch cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.806 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T36 · seed 44: T35 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
The constable, the man is mad I think. Ho, vvho keepes house here? Oh, this is the female copesemate of my sonne. Now shall I meete him straight. Knocke Pizo pray thee. Ho good vvife. Why vvhats the matter vvith you. Why vvoman, grieues it you to ope your door? Belike you get something to keepe it shut. What meane these questions pray So strange you make it? is not Thorello my tryed husband here. Her husband? I hope he needes not to be tryed here. No dame: he hoth it not or neede but pleasure. Neyther for neede nor pleasure is he here. This is but a deuise to balke me vvith al; Soft, whoes this? Oh sir, haue I fore-stald your honest market? Found your close walkes? you stand amazd now, do you? I fayth (I am glad) I haue smokt you yet at las; Whats your iewell trow? In: come lets see her; Fetch foorth your huswife, dame; if she be fayrer In any honest iudgement then my selfe, Ile be content vvith it: but she is chaunge, She feedes you fat; she soothes your appetite, And you are well: your vvife an honest vvoman, Is meate twise sod to you sir; A you trecher. She cannot counterfeit this palpably. Out on thee more then strumpets impudencie, Stealst thou thus to thy hauntes? and haue I taken, Thy baud, and thee, and thy companion? This hoary headed letcher, this olde goate Close at your villanie, and wouldst thou scuse it, With this stale harlots iest, accusing me? O ould incontinent, dost thou not shame, When all thy powers inchastitie is spent, To haue a minde so hot? and to entise And feede the intisements of a lustfull woman? Out I defie thee I, desembling wretch: Defie me strumpet? aske thy paunder here▪ Can he denie it? or that wicked elder. Why heare you signior? Tut, tut, neuer speake, Thy guiltie conscience will discouer thee: What lnacie is this that haunts this man? Oh sister did you see my cloake? Not I, I see none. Gods life I haue lost it then, saw you Hesperida? Hesperida? is she not at home No she is gone abroade, and no body can tell me of it at home. Oh heuen,? abroade? what light? a harlot too? Why? why? harke you, hath she? hath she not a brother? A brothers house to keepe? to looke vno? But she must fling abroade, my wife hath spoyld her, She takes right after her, she does, she does, Well you goody bu and— That make your husband such a hoddy dod; And you young apple squire, and olde cuckold mker, Ile haue you euery one before the Doctor, Nay you shall answere it I chardge you goe. Mrry with ll my hrt, ile goe lingly: how haue I vvrongd my selfe in coming here. G with thee? ile go with thee to thy shme▪ I warrant thee.