Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.85 · 443 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Nor, will I fail, to break his match, I doubt not. Go thou, along with justice CLEMENT'S man, And stay there for me. At one COB'S house, sayst thou? I sir, there you shall have him. Yes? Invisible? Much wench, or much son! 'Slight, when he has stayed there, three or four hours, traveling with the expectation of wonders, and at length be delivered of air: o, the sport, that I should then take, to look on him, if I durst! But, now, I mean to appear no more afore him in this shape. I have another trick, to act, yet. O, that I were so happy, as to light on a nupson, now, of this justices novice. Sir, I make you stay somewhat long. Not a whit, sir. Pray you, what do you mean? sir? I was putting up some papers— You ha' been lately in the wars, sir, it seems. Marry have I, sir; to my loss: and expense of all, almosst— Troth sir, I would be glad to bestow a pottle of wine o'you, if it please you to accept it— O, sir— But, to hear the manner of your services, and your devices in the wars, they say they be very strange, and not like those a man reads in the Roman histories, or sees, at Mile-end. No, I assure you, sir, why, at any time when it please you, I shall be ready to discourse to you, all I know: and more too, somewhat. No better time, then now, sir; we'll go to the windmill: there we shall have a cup of neat grist, we call it. I pray you, sir, let me request you, to the windmill. I'll follow you, sir, and make grist o'you, if I have good luck. SIr, did your eyes ever taste the like clown of him, where we were today, Mr. WELL- BRED's half brother? I think, the whole earth cannot show his parallel, by this daylight. We were now speaking of him: Captain BOBADIL tells me, he is fallen foul o'you too. O, I, sir, he threatened me, with the bastinado. I, but I think, I taught you prevention, this morning, for that— You shall kill him, beyond question: if you be so generously minded. Indeed, it is a most excellent trick! O, you do not give spirit enough, to our motion, you are too tardy, too heavy! O, it must be done like lightning, hay? Rare Captain! Tut, 'tis nothing, and 't be not done in a— punto! Captain, did you ever prove yourself, upon any of our masters of defence, here? O, good sir! yes, I hope, he has.
Other edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Position
nodes 1304–1327 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 39 of 53 in this edition
Length
443 words · 623 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.852 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Nor, will I faile, to breake his match, I doubt not. Goe thou, along with Iustice CLEMENT'S man, And stay there for me. At one COBS house, sai'st thou? I sir, there you shall haue him. Yes? Inuisible? Much wench, or much sonne! 'Slight, when hee has staid there, three or foure houres, trauelling with the expectation of wonders, and at length be deliuer'd of aire: ô, the sport, that I should then take, to looke on him, if I durst! But, now, I meane to appeare no more afore him in this shape. I haue another trick, to act, yet. O, that I were so happy, as to light on a nupson, now, of this Iustices nouice. Sir, I make you stay somewhat long. Not a whit, sir. 'Pray you, what doe you meane? sir? I was putting vp some papers— You ha' beene lately in the warres, sir, it seemes. Mary haue I, sir; to my losse: and expence of all, almosst— Troth sir, I would be glad to bestow a pottle of wine o'you, if it please you to accept it— O, sir— But, to heare the manner of your seruices, and your deuices in the warres, they say they be very strange, and not like those a man reades in the Romane histories, or sees, at Mile-end. No, I assure you, sir, why, at any time when it please you, I shall be readie to discourse to you, all I know: and more too, somewhat. No better time, then now, sir; wee'll goe to the wind-mill: there we shall haue a cup of neate grift, wee call it. I pray you, sir, let mee request you, to the wind-mill. Ile follow you, sir, and make grift o'you, if I haue good lucke. SIr, did your eyes euer tast the like clowne of him, where we were to day, Mr. WEL-BRED's halfe brother? I thinke, the whole earth cannot shew his paralell, by this day-light. We were now speaking of him: Captayne BOBADIL tells me, he is fall'n foule o'you too. O, I, sir, he threatned me, with the bastinado. I, but I thinke, I taught you preuention, this morning, for that— You shall kill him, beyond question: if you be so generously minded. Indeed, it is a most excellent trick! O, you doe not giue spirit enough, to our motion, you are too tardie, too heauie! Ô, it must be done like lightning, hay? Rare Captaine! Tut, 'tis nothing, and 't be not done in a—punto! Captaine, did you euer proue your selfe, vpon any of our masters of defence, here? O, good sir! yes, I hope, he has.