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The Dutch Courtesan (Cockle de Moye) · chunk 15 of 35

Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1605] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 507 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Cocledemoy, Cocledemoy, raise all the Wise men in the street, I'll hang him with mine own hands O wife, some Rosa Solis. Good husband take comfort in the Lord, I'll play the Devil, but i'll recover it, have a good conscience t's but a weeks cutting in the Term. O wife, O wife, O Jack how does thy mother? is there any Fiddlers in the house? Yes, M. Creaks noise. Bid 'em play, laugh, make merry, cast up my accounts, for i'll go hang myself presently, I will not curse, but a pox on Cocledemoy, he has polled and shaved thee, he has trimmed me. Nay good child, A love once more, M. Freevil's Sonnet, a the kiss you gave him. shalt good Nurse, Purest lips soft banks of blisses, Self alone, deserving kisses, O give me leave to etc. Pish sister Beatrice, pree read no more, my stomach o'late stands against kissing extremely. Why good Crispinella? By the faith, and trust I bear to my face, 'tis grown one of the most unsavoury Ceremonies: Body, a beauty 'tis one of the most unpleasing injurious customs to ladies: any fellow that has but one nose on his face, and standing collar and skirts also lived with Tastery sarsenet, must salute us on the lips as familiarly: Soft skins save yet here was a stub-bearded Iohn a style with a ployden's face saluted me last day, and stroke his bristles through my lips, I ha' spent 10. shillings in pomatum find to skin them again. Marry if a nobleman or a knight with one lock visit us though his unclean goose turned green teeth, hath palsy his nostrils smell worse than a putrefied marrowbone, & his loose beard drops into our bosom, yet we must kiss him with a curtsy, a curse, for my part I had as live they would break wind in my lips. Fie Crispinella you speak too broad. No lot sister, let's near be ashamed to speak what we be not ashamed to think, I dare as boldly speak venery, as think venery. Faith sister i'll begone if you speak so broad. Will you so? now bashfulness seize you, we pronounce boldly Robbery, Murder, treason, which deeds must needs be far more loathsome than an act which is so natural, just and necessary, as that of procreation, you shall have an hypocritical vestal virgin speak, that with close teeth publicly, which she will receive with open mouth privately, for my own part I consider nature without apparel, without disguising of custom or complement, I give thoughts words, and words truth, and truth boldness, she whose honest freeness makes it her virtue, to speak what she thinks, will make it her necessity to think what is good, I love no prohibited things, and yet I would have nothing prohibited by policy but by virtue, for as in the fashion of time, those books that are called in, are most in sale and request; so in nature those actions that are most prohibited, are most desired.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Dutch Courtesan (Cockle de Moye)
AuthorMarston, John
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1605 [1603-1605]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [summer] [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 501 · TCP A07065 · DEEP 391
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 507–523 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 15 of 35 in this edition
Length507 words · 690 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.736
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)
Cocledemoy, Cocledemoy, raiſe all the Wiſe men in the ſtreete, Ile hang him with mine owne hands O wife, ſome Rſa Solis. Good husband take comfort in the Lord, Ile play the Diuell, but ile recouer it, haue a good conſcience ti's but a weekes cutting in the Terme. O wife, O wife, O Iacke how does thy mother? is there any Fidlers in the houſe? Yes, M. Creakes noyſe. Bid 'em play, laugh, make merry, caſt vp my accountes, for ile go hang my ſelfe preſently, I will not curſe, but a poxe on Cocledemoy, he has polde and ſhaude the, he has trimd me. Nay good child, A loue once more, M. Freeuils Sonnet, a the kiſſe you gaue him. Sha'te good Nurſe, Pureſt lips ſoft banks of bliſſes, Selfe alone, deſeruing kiſſes, O giue me leaue to &c. Piſh ſiſter Beatrice, thee reade no more, my ſtomacke alate ſtands againſt kiſſing extreamly. Why good Criſpinell By the faith, and truſt I beare to my face, tis grown one of the moſt vnſauorie Ceremonies▪ Boddy, a eautie tis one of the moſt vnpleaſing in fellow that but one no on , and ſtanding cor and ſkirtes alſo ude with Taſtery ſarcenet, muſt ſalute vs on the lipps as iliarly▪ Soft ſkins ſaue yet here was a ſtubbearded Iohn a ſtile with a ploydens fae ſaluted me laſt day, and ſtroke his briſtles through my lippes, I a ſpent 10. ſhillings in pomtum finde to kinne them againe. Marry it a nobleman or a knight with one he viſſit vs though his vncleane gooſe turnd greene teeth, hathe palſy his noſtrells ſmell worſe then a putrified maribone, & his looſe beard drops into our boſome, yet wee muſt kiſſe him with a curſy, a curſe, for my part I had as liue they would break wynd in my lips. Fy Criſpinella you ſpeake too broad. No ot ſiſter, lets neere be aſhamed to ſpeake what we be not aſhamd to thinke, I dare as boldly ſpeake venery, as think venery. Faith ſiſter ile begone if you ſpeake ſo broad. Will you ſo? now baſhfulnes ſeaz you, we pronoūce boldly Robbery, Murder, treaſon, which deedes muſt needes be far more lothſome then an act which is ſo naturall, iuſt and neceſſary, as that of procreation, you ſhall haue an hipocriticall veſtall virgin ſpeake, that with cloſe teeth publikely, which ſhe will receiue with open mouth priuately, for my owne part I conſider nature without apparell, without diſguiſing of cuſtome or complement, I giue thoughts wordes, and wordes truth, and truth boldnes, ſhe whoſe honeſt freenes makes it her vertue, to ſpeake what ſhe thinks, will make it her neceſſity to thinke what is good, I loue no prohibited things, and yet I would haue nothing prohibited by policy but by vertue, for as in the faſhion of time, thoſe bookes that are cald in, are moſt in ſale and requeſt; ſo in nature thoſe actions that are moſt prohibited, are moſt deſired.