Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

All Fools · chunk 36 of 38

Chapman, George · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · before the Court
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 492 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

Do understand him Cornelio. Nay Cornalio I tell you again, I knew your Father; He was a wise Gentleman, and so was your Mother: methinks I see her yet, a lusty stout Woman, bore great Children, you were the very scoundrel of am all; but let that pass: As for your Mother, she was wise, a most flippant tongue she had, and could set out her Tail with as good grace as any she in Florence, come cut and long-tail; and she was honest enough too: But yet by your leave she would tickle Dob now and then, as well as the best on am; By Ioue it's true Cornelio, I speak it not to flatter you: your Father knew it well enough, and would he do as you do think you? set Rascals to undermine her, or look to her water, (as they say)? No, when he saw 'twas but her humour (for his own quietness sake) he made a Backdoor to his house for convenience, got a Bell to his fore door, and had an odd fashion in ringing, by which she and her Maid knew him; and would stand talking to his next neighbour to prolong time, that all things might be rid cleanly out a the way before he came, for the credit of his Wife: This was wisdom now, for a man's own-quiet. Here was a man Cornelio. What I say? Young men think old men are fools; but old men know young men are fools. Why hark you, you two Knights; Do you think I will forsake Gazetta? And will you not? Why there's your wisdom; why did I make show of Divorce think you? Pray you why Sir? Only to bridle her stout stomach: and how did I draw on the colour for my divorce? I did train the Woodcock Dariotto into the net, drew him to my house, gave him opportunity with my wife (as you say my Father dealt with his wives friends) only to train him in: let him alone with my wife in her bedchamber; and sometimes found him a bed with her, and went my way back again softly, only to draw him into the Pit. This was well handled in deed Cornelio. I marry Sir, now I commend your wisdom. Why, if I had been so minded as you think, I could have flung his Pantable down the stairs, or done him some other disgrace: but I winked at it, and drew on the good fool more and more, only to bring him within my compass. Why, this was policy in grain. And now shall the world see I am as wise as my father. Is't come to this? then will I make a speech in praise of this reconcilement, including therein the praise and honour of the most fashionable and authentical horn: stand close Gentles, and be silent. Come on, let's hear his wit in this potable humour.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayAll Fools
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1601
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [late]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
Theaterbefore the Court;Blackfriars;
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 518 · TCP A18400 · DEEP 407
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2005–2020 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 36 of 38 in this edition
Length492 words · 624 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.767
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)
Doe vnderstand him Corneli. Nay Cornalio I tell you againe, I knew your Father; Hee was a wise Gentleman, and so was your Mother: mee thinkes I see her yet, a lustie stoute Woman, bore great Children, you were the verie skundrell of am all; but let that passe: As for your Mother, shee was wise, a most slippant tonge she had, and could set out her Taile with as good grace as any shee in Florence, come cut and long-tayle; and she was honest enough too: But yet by your leaue she would tickle Dob now and then, as well as the best on am; By Ioue it's true Cornelio, I speake it not to slatter you: your Father knew it well enough, and would he do as you do thinke you? set Rascalles to vndermine her, or looke to her water, (as they say)? No, when he saw twas but her humour (for his owne quietnesse sake) he made a Backe-doore to his house for conuenience, gott a Bell to his fore doore, and had an odd fashion in ringing, by which shee and her Mayde knew him; and would stand talking to his next neighbour to prolong time, that all thinges might be ridde clenly out a the way before he came, for the credite of his Wie: This was wisedome now, for a mans owne-quiet. Heere was a man Cornelio. What I say? Young men thinke old men are fooles; but old men know young men are fooles. Why harke you, you two Knights; Doe you thinke I will forsake Gazetta? And will you not? Why theet's your wisedome; why did I make shew of Diuorce thinke you? Pray you why Sir? Onelie to bridle her stout stomack: and how did I draw on the cullour for my diuorce? I did traine the Woodcocke Dariotto into the net, drew him to my house, gaue him opportunitie with my wife (as you say my Father dealt with his wiues friendes) onely to traine him in: let him alone with my wife in her bed-chamber; and sometimes founde him a bedd with her, and went my way backe againe softlie, onelie to draw him into the Pitte. This was well handled in deed Cornelio. I marrie Sir, now I commend your wisedome. Why, if I had been so minded as you thinke, I could haue flung his Pantable downe the staires, or doone him some other disgrace: but I winckt at it, and drew on the good foole more and more, onelie to bring him within my compasse. Why, this was pollicie in graine. And now shal the world see I am as wise as my father. Is't come to this? then will I make a speech in praise of this reconcilement, including therein the praise and honor of the most fashionable and autenticall HORNE: stande close Gentles, and be silent. Come on, lets heare his wit in this potable humour.