Jonson, Ben · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) · Blackfriars T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.80 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
'tis a Player, sir. A Player? Call him, call the lousy slave hither; what'l he sail by, and not once strike, or vail to a Man of war? ha? do you hear? you, Player, Rogue, Stalker, come back here: No respect to Men of worship, you slave? What, you are proud, you Rascal, are you proud? ha? you grow rich, do you? and purchase? you have Fortune & the good year on your side, you Stinkard? you have? you have? Nay, sweet Captain, be confined to some reason; I protest. I saw you not, sir. You did not? where was your fight, Oedipus? you walk with Hares eyes, do you? I'll ha' 'em glazed, Rogue; and you say the word, they shall be glazed for you: Come, we must have you turn Fiddler again, slave,' get a Base Violin at your back, and march in a Tawny Coat, with one sleeve, to Goose-fair, and then you'll know us; you'll see us then; you will, Gulch, you will? Then; wilt please your worship to have any Music, Captain? Nay, good Captain. What? do you laugh, Howleglas? death, you perstemptuous Varlet, I am none of your fellows; I have commanded a hundred and fifty such Rogues, I. I, and most of that hundred and fifty have been leaders of a Legion. If I have exhibited wrong, I'll tender satisfaction, Captain. sayst thou so, honest Vermine? Give me thy hand, thou shalt make us a supper one of these nights. When you please, by Ioue, Captain, most willingly. Dost thou swear? To morrow then; say, and hold slave. There are some of you Players honest Gent'man-like Scoundrels: A man may skelder ye, now and than, of half a dozen shillings, or so. Dost thou not know that Caprichio there? No, I assure you, Captain. Go, and be acquainted with him, then; he is a Gentleman, parcel- Poet, you slave: his Father was a man of worship, I tell thee: go, he pens high, lofty, in a new stalking strain; bigger than half the Rhymers i'the town again: he was borne to fill thy mouth, Minotaurus; he was: he will teach thee to tear and rend, Rascal; to him: cherish his Muse; go: thou hast forty, forty; shillings, I mean, Stinkard; give him in earnest; do: he shall write for thee, slave. If he pen for thee once, thou shalt not need to travel, with thy pumps full of gravel, any more, after a blind jade and a Hamper. Troth, I think I ha' not so much about me, Captain. It's no matter: give him what thou hast: Paunch, I'll give my word for the rest: though it lack a shilling or two, it skills not: Go, thou art an honest Twenty i'the hundred; I'll ha' the Statute repealed for thee, Minos: I must tell thee, Minos, thou hast dejected yon'gent'mans' spirit exceedingly: dost observe? dost note, little Minos? Yes sir.
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Length
487 words · 725 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.796 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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)
Tis a Player, ſir. A Player? Call him, call the lowſie ſlaue hither; what'l hee ſaile by, and not once ſtrike, or vaile to a Man of warre? ha? doe you heare? you, Player, Rogue, Stalker, come back here: No reſpect to Men of worſhippe, you ſlaue? What, you are proude, you Raſcall, are you proude? ha? you growe rich, doe you? and purchaſe? you haue Fortune & the good yeere on your ſide, you Stinkard? you haue? you haue? Nay, ſweete Captaine, be confinde to ſome reaſon; I proteſt. I ſawe you not, ſir. You did not? where was your fight, Oedipus? you walke with Hares eyes, doe you? Ile ha' 'hem glaſ'd, Rogue; and you ſay the worde, they ſhall be glaz'd for you: Come, we muſt haue you turne Fiddler againe, ſlaue, 'get a Baſe Violin at your backe, and march in a Tawnie Coate, with one ſleeue, to Gooſe-faire, and then you'll knowe vs; you'll ſee vs then; you will, Gulch, you will? Then; wil't pleaſe your worſhippe to haue any Muſicke, Captaine? Nay, good Captaine. What? doe you laugh, Howleglas? death, you perſtemptuous Varlet, I am none of your fellowes; I haue commaunded a hundred and fiftie ſuch Rogues, I. I, and moſt of that hundred and fiftie haue been leaders of a Legion. If I haue exhibited wrong, I'le tender ſatisfaction, Captaine. Say'ſt thou ſo, honeſt Vermine? Giue me thy hand, thou ſhalt make vs a ſupper one of theſe nights. VVhen you pleaſe, by Ioue, Captaine, moſt willingly. Doeſt thou ſweare? To morrowe then; ſay, and holde ſlaue. There are ſome of you Players honeſt Gent'man-like Scoundrels: A man may skelder yee, now and than, of halfe a dozen ſhillinges, or ſo. Doeſt thou not know that Caprichio there? No, I aſſure you, Captaine. Goe, and be acquainted with him, then; hee is a Gent'man, parcell-Poet, you ſlaue: his Father was a man of worſhip, I tell thee: goe, he pens high, loftie, in a newe ſtalking ſtraine; bigger then halfe the Rimers i'the towne againe: he was borne to fill thy mouth, Minotaurus; he was: he will teach thee to teare and rand, Raſcall; to him: cheriſh his Muſe; goe: thou haſt fortie, fortie; ſhillings, I meane, Stinkard; giue him in earneſt; doe: hee ſhall write for thee, ſlaue. If hee penne for thee once, thou ſhalt not neede to trauell, with thy pumpes full of grauell, any more, after a blinde Iade and a Hamper. Troth, I thinke I ha' not ſo much about mee, Captaine. It's no matter: giue him what thou haſt: Paunch, I'le giue my word for the reſt: though it lack a ſhilling or two, it ſkilles not: Go, thou art an honeſt Twentie i'the hundred; I'le ha' the Statute repeal'd for thee, Minos: I muſt tel thee, Minos, thou haſt deiected yon'Gent'mans ſpirit exceedingly: do'ſt obſerue? do'ſt note, little Minos? Yes ſir.