Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Doctor Faustus · chunk 6 of 23

Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher · published 1604 · first performed or written 1592 [1592-1593] (Annals)
tragedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T26 Devils, hell and fiends · 481 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.

Sirrah boy, come hither. How, boy? 'swounds boy, I hope you have seen many boys with such pickadevaunts as I have. Boy quotha? Tell me sirrah, hast thou any comings in? ay, and goings out too, you may see else. Alas poor slave, see how poverty jesteth in his nakedness, the villain is bare, and out of service, and so hungry, that I know he would give his soul to the Devil for a shoulder of mutton, though it were blood raw. How, my soul to the Devil for a shoulder of mutton though 'twere blood raw? not so good friend, by’r lady I had need have it well roasted, and good sauce to it, if I pay so dear. well, wilt thou serve me, and I'll make thee go like Qui mihi discipulus? How, in verse? No sirrah, in beaten silk and staves acre. how, how, knaves acre? ay, I thought that was all the land his father left him: Do ye hear, I would be sorry to rob you of your living. Sirrah, I say in staves acre. Oho, oho, staves acre, why then belike, if I were your man, I should be full of vermin. So thou shalt, whether thou be'st with me, or no: but sirrah, leave your jesting, and bind yourself presently unto me for seven years, or I'll turn all the lice about thee into familiars, and they shall tear thee in pieces. Do you hear sir? you may save that labour, they are too familiar with me already, 'swounds they are as bold with my flesh, as if they had paid for my meat and drink. well, do you hear sirrah? hold, take these gilders. gridirons, what be they? Why french crowns. Mass but for the name of french crowns a man were as good have as many english counters, and what should I do with these? why now sirrah thou art at an hours warning whensoever or wheresoever the devil shall fetch them. No, no, here take your gridirons again. Truly I'll none of them. Truly but you shall. Bear witness I gave them him. Bear witness I give them you again. well, I will cause two devils presently to fetch thee away Balliol and Belcher. Let your Balliol and your Belcher come here, and I'll knock them, they were never so knocked since they were devils, say I should kill one of them, what would folks say? do ye see yonder tall fellow in the round flop, he has killed the devil, so I should be called kill devil all the parish over. Balliol and Belcher, spirits away. what, are they gone? a vengeance on them, they have wild long nails, there was a he devil and a she devil, I'll tell you how you shall know them, all he devils has horns, and all she devils had cliffs and cloven feet.
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayDoctor Faustus
AuthorAnonymous / Marlowe, Christopher
Publication year (edition)1604
First performance / composition (Annals)1592 [1592-1593]
First performance (BritDrama)1588 [1587-1589] [revised 1602]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 476 · TCP A07009 · DEEP 369
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 320–347 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 23 in this edition
Length481 words · 653 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T26 — Devils, hell and fiends at 0.791
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)
Sirra boy, come hither. How, boy? swowns boy, I hope you haue séene many boyes with such pickadevaunts as I haue. Boy quotha? Tel me sirra, hast thou any commings in? I, and goings out too, you may sée else. Alas poore slaue, sée how pouerty iesteth in his nakednesse, the vilaine is bare, and out of seruice, and so hungry, that I know he would giue his soule to the Diuel for a shoulder of mutton, though it were blood rawe. How, my soule to the Diuel for a shoulder of mutton though twere blood rawe? not so good friend, burladie I had néede haue it wel roasted, and good sawce to it, if I pay so déere. wel, wilt thou serue me, and Ile make thée go like Qui mihi discipulus? How, in verse? No sirra, in beaten silke and staues acre. how, how, knaues acre? I, I thought that was al the land his father eft him: Doe yee heare, I would be sorie to robbe you of your liuing. Sirra, I say in staues acre. Oho, oho, staues acre, why then belike, if I were your man, I should be ful of vermine. So thou shalt, whether thou béet with me, or no: but sirra, leaue your iesting, and binde your selfe presently vnto me for seauen yéeres, or Ile turne al the lice about thée into familiars, and they shal teare thée in péeces. Doe you heare sir? you may saue that labour, they are too familiar with me already, swowns they are as bolde with my flesh, as if they had payd for my meate and drinke. wel, do you heare sirra? holde, take these gilders. Gridyrons, what be they? Why french crownes. Mas but for the name of french crownes a man were as good haue as many english counters, and what should I do with these? UUhy now sirra thou art at an houres warning whensouer or wheresoeuer the diuell shall fetch the. No, no, here take your gridirons againe. Truly Ile nne of them. Truly but you shall. Beare witnesse I gaue them him. Beare witnesse I giue them you againe. UUell, I will cause two diuels presently to fetch thée away Baliol and Belcher. Let your Balio and your Blcher come here, and Ile knocke them, they were neuer so knockt since they were diuels, say I should kill one of them▪ what would folkes say? do ye see yonder tall fellow in the round flop, hee has kild the diuell, so I should be cald diuell all the parish ouer. Baliol and Belcher, spirits away. what, are they gone? a vengeance on them, they haue vlde long nailes, there was a hee diuell and a shée diuell, Ile tll you how you shall know them, all hee diuels has , and all shée diuels had clifts and clouen feete.