Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Every Man in His Humor · chunk 41 of 53

Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 481 words · other edition — not in the analysis

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.

Nay, I know not, nor can I conceive. Why thus, sir. I would select nineteen, more, to myself, throughout the land; gentlemen they should be of good spirit, strong, and able constitution, i would choose them by an instinct, a character, that I have: and I would teach these nineteen, the special rules, as your Punto, your Reverso, your Stoccata, your Imbroccata, your Passada, your Montanto: till they could all play very near, or altogether as well as myself. This done, say the enemy were forty thousand strong, we twenty would come into the field, the tenth of March, or thereabouts; and we would challenge twenty of the enemy; they could not, in their honour, refuse us, well, we would kill them: challenge twenty more, kill them; twenty more, kill them; twenty more, kill them too; and thus, would we kill, every man, his twenty a day, that's twenty score; twenty score, that's two hundredth; two hundredth a day, five days a thousand; forty thousand; forty times five, five times forty, two hundredth days kills them all up, by computation. And this, will I venture my poor gentlemanlike carcase, to perform (provided, there be no treason practised upon us) by fair, and discreet manhood, that is, civilly by the sword. Why, are you so sure of your hand, Captain, at all times? Tut, never miss thrust, upon my reputation with you. I would not stand in Downe-right's state, then, an' you meet him, for the wealth of any one street in London. Why, sir, you mistake me! if he were here now, by this welkin, I would not draw my weapon on him! let this gentleman do his mind: but, I will bastinado him (by the bright sun) wherever I meet him. Faith, and I'll have a fling at him, at my distance. God's so ', look, where he is: yonder he goes. What peevish 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. Sir, keep your hanging good, for some greater matter, for I assure you, that was he. Upon my reputation, it was he. Had I thought it had been he, he must not have gone so: but I can hardly be induced, to believe, it was he, yet. That I think, sir. But see, he is come again! O, PHAROAHS foot, have I found you? Come, draw, to your tools: draw, gipsie, or I'll thrash you. Gentleman of valour, I do believe in thee, hear me— Draw your weapon, then. Tall man, I never thought on it, till now (body of me) I had a warrant of the peace, served on me, even now, as I came along, by a water-bearer; this gentleman saw it, Mr. MATTHEW. 'Sdeath, you will not draw, then? Hold, hold, under thy favour, forbear.
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PlayEvery Man in His Humor
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1616
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 405 · TCP A04632 · DEEP 5074.01
Edition roleOther edition — placed after the fit, excluded from the main statistics
Positionnodes 1337–1358 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 41 of 53 in this edition
Length481 words · 691 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T46 — Swords, quarrels and valour at 0.848
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)
Nay, I know not, nor can I conceiue. Why thus, sir. I would select nineteene, more, to my selfe, throughout the land; gentlemen they should bee of good spirit, strong, and able constitution, i would choose them by an instinct, a character, that I haue: and I would teach these nineteene, the speciall rules, as your Punto, your Reuerso, your Stoccata, your Imbroccata, your Passada, your Montanto: till they could all play very neare, or altogether as well as my selfe. This done, say the enemie were fortie thousand strong, we twentie would come into the field, the tenth of March, or thereabouts; and wee would challenge twentie of the enemie; they could not, in their honour, refuse vs, well, wee would kill them: challenge twentie more, kill them; twentie more, kill them; twentie more, kill them too; and thus, would wee kill, euery man, his twentie a day, that's twentie score; twentie score, that's two hundreth; two hundreth a day, fiue dayes a thousand; fortie thousand; fortie times fiue, fiue times fortie, two hundreth dayes kills them all vp, by computation. And this, will I venture my poore gentleman-like carcasse, to performe (prouided, there bee no treason practis'd vpon vs) by faire, and discreet manhood, that is, ciuilly by the sword. Why, are you so sure of your hand, Captaine, at all times? Tut, neuer misse thrust, vpon my reputation with you. I would not stand in DOWNE-RIGHTS state, then, an' you meet him, for the wealth of any one street in London. Why, sir, you mistake me! if he were here now, by this welkin, I would not draw my weapon on him! let this gentleman doe his mind: but, I will bastinado him (by the bright sunne) where-euer I meet him. Faith, and Ile haue a ling at him, at my distance. Gods so', looke, where he is: yonder he goes. What peeuish luck haue I, I cannot meet with these bragging raskalls? It's not he? is it? Yes faith, it is he? Ile be hang'd, then, if that were he. Sir, keepe your hanging good, for some greater matter, for I assure you, that was he. Vpon my reputation, it was hee. Had I thought it had beene he, he must not haue gone so: but I can hardly be induc'd, to beleeue, it was he, yet. That I thinke, sir. But see, he is come againe! O, PHAROAHS foot, haue I found you? Come, draw, to your tooles: draw, gipsie, or Ile thresh you. Gentleman of valour, I doe beleeue in thee, heare me— Draw your weapon, then. Tall man, I neuer thought on it, till now (body of me) I had a warrant of the peace, serued on me, euen now, as I came along, by a water-bearer; this gentleman saw it, Mr. MATTHEW. 'Sdeath, you will not draw, then? Hold, hold, vnder thy fauour, forbeare.