Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Sir Giles Goosecap · chunk 12 of 41

Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [Sep 18] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Chapel (second)
T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and typicality 0.88 · 513 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.

By my faith but you shall my Lord, God's pity what will become of you shortly, that you drive maids afore you, & offer to leave widows behind you, as mankindly, as if you had taken a surfeit of our Sex lately, and our very sight turned your stomach. God's my life, She abuses her best uncle; never trust me if it were not a good revenge to help her to the loss of her widowhood. That were a revenge and a half, indeed. Nay 'twere but a whole revenge Niece, but such a revenge as would more than observe the true rule of a revenge. I know your rule before you utter it, ulcisere Inimico sed sine tuo incommodo. O rare Niece, you may see, what 'tis to be a a scholar now, Learning in a woman is like weight in gold, or Luster in Diamonds, which in no other Stone is so rich or refulgent But say dear Uncle how could you find in your heart to stay so long from me. Why alas Niece, you're so smeared with this willful-widows three-years' black weed, that I never come to you, but I dream of Courses, and Sepulchres, and epitaphs, all the night after, and therefore adieu dear Niece. Beshrew my heart my Lord, if you go these three hours. Three hours? nay Niece, if I dance attendance three hours (alone in her chamber) with an Lady so near allied to me, I am very idle i'faith, marry with such another; I would dance, one, two, three, four, and five, though it cost me ten shillings; and now I am in, have at it, my head must devise something while my feet are piddling thus, that may bring her to some fit consideration of my friend, who indeed is only a great scholar, and all his honours, and riches lie in his mind. Come, Come, pray tell me uncle, how does my cozen Momford? Why, well, very well Niece, & so is my friend Clarence well too, & then is there a worthy gentleman well as any is in England I can tell ye. But when did you see my cozen? And 'tis pity but he should do well, and he shall be well too, if all my wealth will make him well. What means he by this trow ye, your Lo: is very dancitive methinks. ay, and I could tell you a thing would make your Ladyship very dancitive, or else it were very dunsative i'faith. O how the skipping of this Christmas block of ours moves the blockhead heart of a woman, & indeed any thing that pleaseth the foolish eye which presently runs with a lying tale of Excellence to the mind. But I pray tell me my Lord could you tell me of a thing would make me dance say you? Well, farewell sweet Niece I must needs take my leave in earnest. Lord bless us, here's such a stir with your farewells. I will see you again within these two or three days a my word Niece.
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PlaySir Giles Goosecap
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1602 [Sep 18]
First performance (BritDrama)1602 [1601-1603]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Chapel (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 538 · TCP A01911 · DEEP 421
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 291–310 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 41 in this edition
Length513 words · 666 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T27 — Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and patronage cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.878 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T39 · seed 44: T37 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
By my faith but you shall my Lorde, Gods pittie what wil become of you shortly, that you driue maids afore you, & offer to leaue widowes behind you, as mankindelie, as if you had taken a surfet of our Sex lately, and our very sight turnd your stomacke. Gods my life, She abuses her best vnkle; neuer trust mee if it were not a good reuenge to helpe her to the losse of her widowhead. That were a reuenge and a halfe, indeed. Nay twere but a whole reuenge Neece, but such a reuenge as woulde more then obserue the true rule of a reuenge. I know your rule before you vtter it, Vlciscere Inimico sed sine tuo incommodo. O rare Neece, you may see, what tis to bee a a scholler now, Learning in a woman is like waight in gold, or Luster in Diamants, which in no other Stone is so rich or refulgent But say deere Vnckle how could you finde in your heart to stay so long from me. VVhy alas Neece, y'are so smeard with this willfull-widdowes three-yeeres blacke weede, that I neuer come to you, but I dreame of Courses, and Sepulchres, and Epitaths, all the night after, and therefore adew deere Neece. Beshrew my hearte my Lorde, if you goe theis three houres. Three houres? nay Neece, if I daunce attendance three houres (alone in her chamber) with an Lady so neere alide to me, I am verie idle isaith, marie with such an other; I woulde daunce, one, two, three, foure, and fiue, tho it cost me tenne shillings; and now I am in, haue at it, my head must deuise something while my feet are pidling thus, that may bring her to some fit consideration of my friend, who indeed is only a great scholler▪ and all his honours, and riches lie in his mind.▪ Come, Come, pray tell me vnckle, how does my cosen Momford? VVhy, well, verie well Neece, & so is my friend Clarence well too, & then is there a worthie gentleman well as any is in England I can tell ye. But when did you see my Cosen? And tis pittie but he should do well, and he shall be well too, if all my wealth will make him well. VVhat meanes hee by this tro yee, your Lo: is verie dancitiue me thinkes. I, and I could tel you a thing would make your Ladiship verie dancitiue, or else it were verie dunsatiue yfaith. O how the skipping of this Christmas blocke of ours moues the blockhead heart of a woman, & indeed any thing that pleaseth the foolish eye which presently runnes with a lying tale of Excellence to the mind. But I pray tell me my Lord could you tell me of a thing would make me dance say you? VVel, farewell sweet Neece I must needs take my leaue in earnest. Lord blesse vs, heres such a stir with your farewels. I wil see you againe within these two or three dayes a my woord Neece.