Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.75 · 520 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Well advised Captain our Colonel shall have money this morning to dispatch all our departures, bring those Gentlemen at night to the place appointed, and with our skins full of vintage, we'll take occasion by the vantage, and away. We will not fail but be there sir. Good morrow good Captain, and my worthy associates. Health and all Sovereignty to my beautiful gossip, for you sir, we shall see you presently with the writings. With writings and crowns to my honourable gossip: I do hunger and thirst to do you good sir. here's a stir when Citizens ride out of Town indeed, as if all the house were afire; Slight they will not give a man leave, to eat's breakfast afore he rises. What Coachman? my ladies Coach for shame; her ladyship's ready to come down; 'sfoot Hamlet; are you mad? whether run you now you should brush up my old Mistress? What Potkin? you must put off your tankard, and put on your blue coat and wait upon Mistress Toochstone into the country. I will forsooth presently. Come sweet Mistress Gazer, let's watch here, and see my Lady Flash take coach. A my word here's a most fine place to stand in, did you see the new Ship launched last day Mistress Fond. O God, and we citizens should lose such a sight? I warrant, here will be double as many people to see her take coach, as there were to see it take water. O she's married to a most fine Castle i'th' country they say? But there are no Giants in the Castle, are there? O no, they say her Knight killed 'em all and therefore he was knighted. Would to God her Ladyship would come away. She comes, she comes, she comes. Fond. Pray heaven bless your Ladyship. Thank you good people; my coach for the love of Heaven, my coach? in good truth I shall swoon else. Coach? coach my Lady's coach. As I am a Lady, I think I am with child already, I long for a coach so; may one be with child afore they are married Mother? I by'r lady Madam, a little thing does that; I have seen a little prick no bigger than a pin's head, swell bigger and bigger, till it has come to an Ancome; & e'en so 'tis in these cases. Your Coach is coming, Madam. That's well said; Now heaven! methinks, I am e'en up to the knees in preferment; But a little higher, but a little higher, but a little higher, There, there, there lies Cupid's fire. But must this young man, an't please you Madam, run by your coach all the way a foot? I by my faith I warrant him, he gives no other milk, as I have another servant does. alas! 'tis e'en pity methinks; for God's sake Madam buy him but a Hobby horse, let the poor youth have something betwixt his legs to ease 'em; alas! we must do as we would be done too; Go to, hold your peace dame, you talk like an old fool I tell you.
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520 words · 676 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.748 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
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Well aduiſd Captaine our Collonell ſhall haue money this morning to diſpatch all our departures, bring thoſe Gentlemen at night to the place appointed, and with our skinnes full of vintage, weele take occaſion by the vantage, and away. We will not faile but be there ſir. Good morrow good Captaine, and my worthy aſſociates. Health and all Soueraigntie to my beautifull goſſip, for you ſir, we ſhall ſee you preſently with the writings. With writings and crownes to my honorable goſſip: I do hunger and thirſt to doe you good ſir. Heer's a ſtirre when Cittizens ride out of Towne indeed, as if all the houſe were a fire; Slight they will not giue a man leaue, to eat's breakfaſt afore he riſes. What Coachman? my Ladyes Coach for ſhame; her ladiſhips ready to come downe; Sfoote Hamlet; are you madde? whether run you now you ſhould bruſhe vp my olde Miſtreſſe? What Potkinn? you muſt put off your Tankerd, and put on your blew cote and waite vpon Miſtriſſe Toochſtone into the country. I will forſooth preſently. Come ſweete Miſtreſſe Gazer, lets watch here, and ſee my Lady Flaſhe take coach. A my word heer's a moſt fine place to ſtand in, did you ſee the new Ship lancht laſt day Miſtreſſe Fond. O God, and we cittizens ſhould looſe ſuch a ſight? I warrant, here will be double as many people to ſee her take coach, as there were to ſee it take water. O ſhee's married to a moſt fine Caſtle 'ith' countrey they ſay? But there are no Gyants in the Caſtle, are there? O no, they ſay her Knight kild' hem all and therefore he was knighted. Would to God her Ladiſhip would come away. She comes, ſhe comes, ſhe comes. Fond. Pray heauen bleſſe your Ladiſhip. Thanke you good people; my coach for the loue of Heauen, my coach? in good truth I ſhall ſwoune elſe. Coach? coach my Ladies coach. As I am a Lady, I thinke I am with child already, I long for a coach ſo; may one be with childe afore they are married Mother? I by 'rladie Madam, a little thing does that; I haue ſeene a little prick no bigger then a pins head, ſwell bigger and bigger, til it has come to an Ancome; & eene ſo tis in theſe caſes. Your Coach is comming, Madam. That's well ſaid; Now heauen! me thinks, I am eene vp to the knees in preferment; But a little higher, but a little higher, but a little higher, There, there, there lyes Cupids fire. But muſt this young man, an't pleaſe you Madam, run by your coach all the way a foote? I by my faith I warrant him, he giues no other milke, as I haue an other ſeruant does. Ahlas! tis eene pittie me thinks; for Gods ſake Madam buy him but a Hobbie horſe, let the poore youth haue ſomething betwixt his legges to eaſe 'hem; Ahlas! we muſt do as we would be done too; Goe too, hold your peace dame, you talke like an olde foole I tell you.