Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Eastward Ho · chunk 7 of 47

Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.83 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.

This match shall on, for I intend to prove Which thrives the best, the mean or lofty love. Whether fit Wedlock vowed twixt like and like. Or prouder hopes, which daringly o'er strike Their place and means: 'tis honest Time's expense. When seeming lightness bears a moral sense. Work upon that now. quicksilver, master Frances quicksilver, master quicksilver? Here sir; So sir; nothing but flat Master quicksilver (without any familiar addition) will fetch you: will you truss my points sir? I forsooth: How now sir? the drunken hiccup, so soon this morning? 'tis but the coldness of my stomach forsooth. What? have you the cause natural for it? you're a very learned drunkard: I believe I shall miss some of my silver spoons with your learning. The nuptial night will not moisten your throat sufficiently, but the morning likewise must rain her dews into your gluttonous weasand. An't please you sir, we did but drink to the coming off, of the Knightly Bridegroom. To the coming off an'him? I forsooth: we drunk to his coming on when we went to bed; and now we are up, we must drink to his coming off: for that's the chief honour of a Soldier sir, and therefore we must drink so much the more to it, forsooth. A very capital reason. So that you go to bed late, and rise early to commit drunkenness? you fulfil the Scripture very sufficient wickedly forsooth. The Knights men forsooth be still a their knees at it, & because 'tis for your credit sir, I would be loath to flinch. I pray sir, e'en to 'em again then; you're one of the separated crew, one of my wives faction, & my young Ladies, with whom & with their great match, I will have nothing to do. So sir, now I will go keep my credit with 'em an't please you sir. In any case Sir, lay one cup of Sack more alyour cold stomach, I beseech you. Yes forsooth. This is for my credit Servants ever maintain drunkenness in their masters house, for their masters credit; a good idle Serving-man's reason: I thank Time, the night is past; I near waked to such cost; I think we have stowed more sorts of flesh in our bellies, then ever Noah's Ark received: and for Wine, why my house turns giddy with it, and more noise in it then at a Conduct; ay me, even beasts condemn our gluttony. Well, 'tis our cities fault, which because we commit seldom, we commit the more sinfully, we lose no time in our sensuality, but we make amends for it; O that we would do so in virtue, and religious negligences; But see here are all the sober parcels my house can show, I'll cavesdrop, hear what thoughts they utter this morning. But is it possible, that you seeing your sister preferred to the bed of a Knight, should contain your affections in the arms of a Prentice?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayEastward Ho
AuthorChapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1605
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1604-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 514 · TCP A18407 · DEEP 403
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 90–114 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 47 in this edition
Length496 words · 675 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T13 — Knights, squires and ladies reviewed — decision pending · typicality 0.828 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T17 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
This match ſhal on, for I intend to prooue Which thriues the lſt, the meane or loftie loue. Whether fit Wedlock vowd twixt like and like. Or prouder hopes, which daringly ore ſtrike Their place and meanes: tis honeſt Times expence. When ſeeming lightneſſe beares a morrallſence. Worke vpon that now. Quickeſiluer, maiſter Frances Quickeſiluer, maiſter Quickeſiluer? Here ſir; So ſir; nothing but flat Maiſter Quickeſiluer (without any familiar addition) will fetch you: will you truſſe my points ſir? I forſooth: How now ſir? the druncken hyckop, ſo ſoone this morning? Tis but the coldneſſe of my ſtomack forſooth. What? haue you the cauſe naturall for it? y'are a very learned drunckerd: I beleeue I ſhall miſſe ſome of my ſiluer ſpoones with your learning. The nuptiall night will not moiſten your throate ſufficiently, but the morning likewiſe muſt raine her dews into your gluttonous weſand. An't pleaſe you ſir, we did but drinke to the comming off, of the Knightly Bridegrome. To the comming off an'him? I forſooth: we druncke to his comming on when we went to bed; and now we are vp, we muſt drinke to his comming off: for thats the chiefe honour of a Souldier ſir, and therfore we muſt drinke ſo much the more to it, forſooth. A very capitall reaſon. So that you goe to bed late, and riſe early to commit drunkenneſſe? you fullfill the Scripture very ſufficient wickedly forſooth. The Knights men forſooth be ſtill a their knees at it, & becauſe tis for your credit ſir, I wold be loth to flinch. I pray ſir, een to 'hem againe then; y'are one of the ſeperated crew, one of my wiues faction, & my young Ladies, with whō & with their great match, I wil haue nothing to do. So ſir, now I will go keepe my credit with 'hem an't pleaſe you ſir. In any caſe Sir, lay one cup of Sack more alyour cold ſtomack, I beſeech you. Yes forſooth. This is for my credit Seruants euer maintaine drunkenneſſe in their maiſters houſe, for their maiſters credit; a good idle Seruing-mans reaſon: I thanke Time, the night is paſt; I nere wakt to ſuch coſt; I thinke we haue ſtowd more ſorts of fleſh in our bellies, then euer Noahs Arke receiued: and for Wine, why my houſe turnes giddie with it, and more noiſe in it then at a Conduict; Aye me, euen beaſts condemne our gluttonie. Well, 'tis our Citties fault, which becauſe we commit ſeldome, we commit the more ſinfully, wee loſe no time in our ſenſualitie, but we make amends for it; O that we would do ſo in vertue, and religious negligences; But ſee here are all the ſober parcels my houſe can ſhowe, Ile caueſdrop, heare what thoughts they vtter this morning. But is it poſſible, that you ſeeing your ſiſter preferd to the bed of a Knight, ſhould containe your affections in the armes of a Prentice?