Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The London Prodigal · chunk 17 of 32

Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1603-1605] (Annals)
comedy · King's Men
T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin typicality 0.83 · 495 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.

O brother, heedless as a libertine, Even grown a master in the school of vice, One that doth nothing, but invent deceit: For all the day he humours up and down, How he the next day might deceive his friend, He thinks of nothing but the present time: For one groat ready down, he'll pay a shilling, But then the lender must needs stay for it. When I was young, I had the scope of youth, Both wild, and wanton, careless and desperate: But such mad strains, as he's possessed withal, I thought it wonder for to dream upon. I told you so, but you would not believe it. Well I have found it, but one thing comforts me. Brother, tomorrow he's to be married To beauteous Luce, sir Lancelot's Spurcock's daughter. Is't possible? 'tis true, and thus I mean to curb him, This day brother, I will you shall arrest him: If any thing will tame him, it must be that, For he is rank in mischief, chained to a life, That will increase his shame, and kill his wife. What, arrest him on his wedding day? That were unchristian, and an unhuman part: How many couple even for that very day, Hath purchased years sorrow afterward? Forbear him then today, do it tomorrow, And this day mingle not his joy with sorrow. Brother i'll have it done this very day, And in the view of all, as he comes from Church: that he will take, Upon my life he will forswear the debt: And for we'll have the sum shall not be slight, Say that he owes you near three thousand pound: Good brother let be done immediately: Well, seeing you will have it so, Brother I'll do't, and strait provide the Sheriff. So brother, by this means shall we perceive What sir Lancelot in this pinch will do: And how his wife doth stand affected too him, Her love will then be tried to the uttermost: And all the rest of them, Brother what I will do, Shall harm him much, and much avail him too. Cham ashured thick be the place, that the scoundrel Appointed to meet me, if a come so: if 'a come not, zo: And che war avise, he should make a coistrel an us, Ched vese him, and che vang him in hand, che would Hoist him, and give it him too and again, zo ch'd: Who been a there sir Arthur, Chil stay aside. I have dogged the Devonshire man into the field, For fear of any harm that should befall him: I had an inkling of that yesternight, That Flowerdale and he should meet this morning: Though of my soul, Oliver fears him not, Yet for i'd see fair play on either side, Made me to come, to see their valours tried. God morrow to master Oliver. God an good morrow. What master Oliver are you angry? Why an it be, tyt and grieven you?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe London Prodigal
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1605
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [1603-1605]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 521 · TCP A12023 · DEEP 410
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 697–756 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 17 of 32 in this edition
Length495 words · 657 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T52 — Prodigals, portions and poor kin cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.832 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T52 · seed 44: T52 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
O brother, heedlesse as a libertine, Euen growne a maister in the schoole of vice, One that doth nothing, but inent defcei: For all the day he humours vp and downe, How he the next day his friend, He thinkes of nothing but the present time: For one groat down, heele pay a shilling, But then the must needes stay for it. When I was young, I had the scope of youth, Both wild, and wanton, carelesse and desperate: But such mad straines, as hee's possest withall, I thought it wonder for to dreame vpon. I told you so, but you would not beleeue it. Well I haue found it, but one thing comforts me. Brother, to morrow hee's to be married To beautious Lce, syr Lancelots Spurcocks daughter. Ist possible? Tis true, and thus I meane to curbe him, This day brother, I will you shall arrest him: If any thing will him, it must be that, For he is ranck in mischiefe, chamed to a life, That will increase his shame, and kill his wife. What, arrest him on his wedding day? That were vnchristian, and an vnhumane part: How many couple euen for that very day, Hath yeares sorrow afterward? him then to day, doe it to morrow, And this day mingle not his ioy with sorrow. Brother ile ha it done this very day, And in the all, as he comes from Church▪ that he will take, Vpon my he will for sweare the debt: And for weele haue the summe shall not be slight, Say that he owes you three thousand pound: Good be done immediately: Well, seeing you will hae it so▪ Brother ile doot, and straite prouide the Sheriffe. So brother, by this meanes shall we perceiue What syr in this pinch will do: And how his wife doth stand affected too him▪ Her loue will then be tried to the vttermost: And all the rest of them▪ Brother what I will doo, Shall harme him much, and much him too. Cham ashured thick be the place, that the scoundrell Appointed to meet me, if a come o: a come not, zo▪ And che war avise, he should make a coystrell an vs, Ched vese him, and che vang him in hand, che would Hoyst him, and gie it him too▪ and againe, zo chud: Who bin a there syr Arthur, chil staie asie. I haue dogd the Deuen-shyre man into the field▪ For feare of any hme that should befall him: I had an inckling of that yesternight, That Flowerdale and he should meet this morning▪ Tho of my soule, Oliuer feares him not, Yet for ide see faire play on either side, Made me to come, to see their valos tride▪ God morrow to maister Olir. God an good morrow. What maister Olr are you angry▪ Why an it be▪ tyt and greeuen you▪