Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Every Man in His Humor · chunk 45 of 52

Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 487 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

You must go before master doctor Clement sir, to answer what these gentlemen will object against you, hark you sir, I will use you kindly. we'll be even with you sir, come signor Bobadilla. we'll go before and prepare the doctor: varlet look to him. The varlet is a tall man by jesu. Away you rascals, signor I shall have my cloak. Your cloak: I say once again I bought it, and i'll keep it. You will keepe t? ay, that I will. Varlet stay, here's thy fee arrest him. signor Stephano I arrest you. Arrest me? there take your cloak: i'll none of it. Nay that shall not serve your turn, varlet, bring him away, I'll go with thee now to the doctors, and carry him along. Why is not here your cloak? what would you have? I care not for that. I pray you sir. Never talk of it; I will have him answer it. Well sir then i'll leave you, i'll take this gentleman's word for his appearance, as I have done yours. Tut i'll have no words taken, bring him along to answer it. Good sir I pity the gentleman's case, here's your money again. God's bread, tell not me of my money, bring him away I say. I warrant you, he will go with you of himself. Yet more ado? I have made a fair mash of it. Must I go? Nay but stay, stay give me leave; my chair sirrah? you signor Lorenzo say you went thither to meet your son. I sir. But who directed you thither? That did my man sir? Where is he? Nay I know not now, I left him with your clerk, And appointed him to stay here for me. About what time was this? Marry between one and two as I take it. So, what time came my man with the message to you signor Thorello? After two sir. Very good, but Lady how that you were at Cobs: ha? And please you sir, i'll tell you: my brother Prospero told me that Cobs house was a suspected place. So it appears me thinks; but on, And that my husband used thither daily; No matter, so he use himself well. True sir, but you know what grows by such haunts oftentimes. ay, rank fruits of a jealous brain Lady: but did you find your husband there in that case, as you suspected. I found her there sir. Did you so? that altars the case; who gave you knowledge of your wives being there? Marry that did my brother Prospero. How Prospero, first tell her, then tell you after? where is Prospero. Gone with my sister sir, I know not whither. Why this is a mere trick, a device; you are gulled in this most grossly: alas poor wench wert thou beaten for this, how now sirha what's the matter? Enter one of the Do. men.
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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 1430–1476 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 45 of 52 in this edition
Length487 words · 645 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.769
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)
You must goe before maister doctor Clement sir, to answere what these gentlemen will obiect agaynst you, harke you sir, I will vse you kindely. Weele be euen with you sir, come signior Bobadilla▪ weele goe before and prepare the doctor: varlet looke to hi. The varlet is a tall man by Iesu. Away you rascalles, Signior I shall haue my cloake. Your cloake: I say once agayne I bought it, and ile keepe it. You will keepe t? I, that I will. Verlet stay, heres thy fee arrest him. Signior Stepano I arrest you. Arrest me? there take your cloake: ile none of it. Nay that shal not serue your turne, varlet, bring him away, ile go with thee now to the doctors, and carry him along. Why is not here your cloake? what would you haue? I care not for tht. I pray yo sir. Neuer talke of it; I will haue him answere it. Well sir then ile leaue you, ile take this gentlemans woorde for his appearance, as I haue done yours. Tut ile haue no woordes taken, bring him along to answere it. Good sir I pitie the gentlemans case, heres your monie agayne. Gods brad, tell not me of my monie, bring him away I say. I warrant you, he will goe with you of himselfe. Yet more adoe? I haue made a fayre mashe of it. Must I goe? Nay but stay, stay giue me leaue; my chayre sirha? you signior Lorenzo say you vvent thether to meete your sonne. I sir. But vvho directed you thether? That did my man sir? Where is hee? Nay I know not now, I left him vvith your clarke, And appoynted him to stay here for me. About vvhat time vvas this? Marry betweene one and two as I take it. So, what time came my man with the message to you Signior Thorello? After two sir. Very good, but Lady how that you were at Cobs: ha? And please you sir, ile tell you: my brother Prsper tolde me that Cobs house vvas a suspected place. So it appeares me thinkes; but on, And that my husband vsed thether dayly; No matter, so he vse himselfe vvell. True sir, but you know vvhat growes by such haunts oftentimes. I, ranke fruites of a iealous brayne Lady: but did you finde your husband there in that case, as you suspected. I found her there sir. Did you so? that alters the case; who gae you knowledge of your wies beeing there▪ Marry that did my brother Prospero. How Prospero, first tell her, then tell you after? vvhere is Prospero. Gone vvith my sister sir, I know not vvhither. Why this is a meare tricke, a deuise; you are gulled in this most grosly: alasse poore vvench vvert thou beaten for this, how now irha vvhats the matter? Enter one of the Do. men.