Anonymous / Marlowe, Christopher · published 1604 · first performed or written 1592 [1592-1593] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.72 · 470 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
what art thou? the fourth. I am Envy, begotten of a Chimney-swéeper, and an Oyster wife, I cannot read, and therefore wish all books were burnt: I am lean with seeing others eat, O that there would come a famine through all the world, that all might die, and I live alone, than thou shouldst see how fat I would be: but must thou sit and I stand? come down with a vengeance. Away envious rascal: what art thou? the fift. who I sir, I am Gluttony, my parents are all dead, and the devil a penny they have left me, but a bare pension, and that is 30. meals a day, and ten beavers, a small trifle to suffice nature, O I come of a royal parentage, my grandfather was a gammon of bacon, my grandmother a hog's head of Claret-wine: My godfathers were these, Peter Pickle-herring, and Martin Martlemas beef, O but my godmother she was a jolly gentlewoman, and well-beloved in every good town and City, her name was mistress Margery March-beer: now Faustus, thou hast heard all my Progeny, wilt thou bid me to supper? No, I'll see thee hanged, thou wilt eat up all my victuals. Then the devil choke thee. Choke thyself glutton: what art thou? the sixth. I am sloth, I was begotten on a sunny bank, where I have lain ever since, and you have done me great injury to bring me from thence, let me be carried thither again by Gluttony and Lechery, I'll not speak another word for a king's ransom. What are you mistress minks? the seventh and last. Who I sir? I am one that loves an inch of raw Mutton better than an ell of fried stockfish, and the first letter of my name begins with lechery. Away, to hell, to hell. Now Faustus, how dost thou like this? O this feeds my soul. But Faustus, in hell is all manner of delight. O might I see hell, and return again, how happy were I then? Thou shalt, I will send for thee at midnight, in mean time take this book, peruse it thoroughly, and thou shalt turn thyself into what shape thou wilt. Great thanks mighty Lucifer, this will I keep as chary as my life. Farewell Faustus, and think on the devil. Farewell great Lucifer, come Mephastophilis. Learned Faustus, To know the secrets of Astronomy, graven in the book of Joves high firmament, Did mount himself to scale Olympus' top, Being seated in a chariot burning bright, Drawn by the strength of yoky dragons necks, He now is gone to prove Cosmography, And as I guess, will first arrive at Rome, To see the Pope, and manner of his court, And take some part of holy Peter's feast, That to this day is highly solemnised.
nodes 604–633 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 23 in this edition
Length
470 words · 655 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.725 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
what art thou? the fourth. I am Enuy, begotten of a Chimney-swéeper, and an Oyster wife, I cannot reade, and therefore wish al bookes were burnt: I am leane with séeing others eate, O that there would come a famine through all the worlde, that all might die, and I liue alone, then thou shouldst see how fatt I would be: but must thou sit and I stand? come downe with a vengeance. Away enuious rascall: what art thou? the fift. who I sir, I am Gluttony, my parents are al dead, and the diuel a peny they haue left me, but a bare pention, and that is 30. meales a day, and tenne beauers, a small triflle to suffice nature, O I come of a royall parentage, my grandfather was a gammon of bacon, my grandmother a hogs head of Claret-wine: My godfathers were these, Peter Pickle-herring, and Marti Martlemas biefe, O but my godmother she was a iolly gentlewoman, and welbeloued in euery good towne and Citie, her name was mistresse Margery March-béere: now Faustus, thou hast heard all my Progeny, wilt thou bid me to supper? No, Ile sée thée hanged, thou wilt eate vp all my victualls. Then the diuell choake thée. Choake thy selfe glutton: what art thou? the sixt. I am sloath, I was begotten on a sunny banke, where I haue laine euer since, and you haue done me great iniury to bring me from thence, let me be carried thithr againe by Gluttony and Leachery, Ile not speake an other word for a Kings ransome. What are you mistresse minkes? the seauenth and last. Who I sir? I am one that loues an inch of raw Mutton better then an ell of frid ock-fish, and the first letter of my name beginnes with leachery. Away, to hel, to hel. Now Faustus, how dost thou like this? O this feedes my soule. ut Faustus, in hel is al manner of delight. O might I sée hel, and returne againe, how happy were I then? Thou shalt, I wil send for thée at midnight, in mean time take this booke, peruse it throwly, and thou shalt turne thy selfe into what shape thou wilt. Great thankes mighty Lucifer, this wil I kéepe as chary as my life. Farewel Faustus, and thinke on the diuel. Farewel great Lucifer, come Mephastophilis. Learned Faustus, To know the secrets of Astronomy, Grauen in the booke of Ious hie firmamet, Did mount himselfe to scale Olympus to, Being seated in a chariot burning bright, Drawne b the strength of yoky dragons neckes, He now is gone to prooue Cosmography, And as I guesse, wil first ariue at Rome, To see the Pope, and manner of his court, And take some part of holy Peters feast, That to this day is highly solemnizd.