Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Sir Giles Goosecap · chunk 33 of 41

Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [Sep 18] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Chapel (second)
T61 Sir Giles Goosecap and related knightly typicality 0.77 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T61: gyles, giles, lord, wood, captain, cutt, lady, ladies, emphatical, knights.

This shall be a great whale mistress, at all his bigness spouting huge hills of salt-water afore him, like a little water squirt, but you shall not need to fear him mistress, for he shallbe silk and gold, he shall do you no harm, and he be near so lively. Thank you good servant. Do not think Lady, but he had need tell you this aforehand for a mine honour, he wrought me the monster Caucasus so lively, that at the first sight I started at it. The monster Caucasus my Lord? Caucasus is a mountain; Cacus you mean. Cacus indeed my Lord, cry you mercy. Here i'll take out your eye, and you will mistress. No by my faith Servant 'tis better in Why Lady, I'll but take it out in jest, in earnest. No, something else there, good servant. Why then here shall be a Camel, and he shall have horns, and he shall look (for all the world) like a maid without a husband. O bitter sir Giles. Nay he has a dry wit Lady I can tell ye. He bobbed me there indeed my Lord. Marry him sweet Lady, to answer his bitter bob. So she may answer him with horns indeed. See what a pretty work he wears in his boot hose. Did you work them yourself sir Gyles, or buy them? I bought am for nothing madam in th'exchange Bought am for nothing. Indeed madam in th'exchange they so honour him for his work that they will take nothing for any thing he buys on am; but where's the rich nightcap you wrought cozen? if it had not been too little for you, it was the best piece of work, that ever I saw. Why my Lord, 'twas bog enough, when I wrought it, for I wore pantables than you know. Indeed the warmer a man keeps his feet the less he needs wear upon his head. You speak for your kinsman the best, that ever I heard my Lord. But I believe madam, my Lord my cozen has not told you all my good parts. I told him so I warrant you cozen. What do you think he left out Sir Giles? Marry madam I can take tobacco now, and I have bought glow-worms to kindle it withal, better than all the burning glasses i'th' world. Glowworms sir Giles will they make it burn? O odd madam I feed am with nothing but fire, a purpose, I'll be sworn they eat me five faggots a week in charcoal. Nay he has the strangest devices Ladies that ever you heard I warrant ye. That's a strange device in deed my Lord. But your sowing sir Gyles is a more gentlewomanlike quality I assure you. O far away, for now servant, you need never marry, you are both husband, and wife yourself. Nay indeed mistress I wood fain marry for all that, and i'll tell you my reason, if you will.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
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 1042–1075 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 33 of 41 in this edition
Length496 words · 631 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T61 — Sir Giles Goosecap and related knightly dialogue context only — excluded from the genre comparison · typicality 0.768 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T59 · seed 44: T53 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
This shall be a great whale mistris, at all his bignesse spouting huge hils of salt-water afore him, like a little▪ water squirt, but you shall not neede to feare him mistris, for he shalbe sike and gould▪ he shall doe you noe harme, and he be nere so liuely. Thanke you good seruant. Doe not thinke Ladie, but he had need tell you this a forehand for a mine honor, he wrought me the monster Caucasus so liuely, that at the first sight I started at it. The monster Caucasus my Lord? Caucas is a mountaine; Cacus you meane. Cacus indeede my Lorde, crie you mercie. Heere ile take out your eye, and you wil mistris. No by my faith Seruant t'is better in VVhy Ladie, Ile but take it out in iest, in carnest. No, something else there, good seruant. VVhy then here shall be a Camell, and he shall haue hornes, and he shall looke (for al the world) like a maide without a husband. O bitter sir Giles. Nay he has a drie wit Ladie I can tell ye. He bobd me there indeede my Lord. Marry him sweet Lady, to answere his bitter bob. So she maie answere him with hornes indeed. See what a pretie worke he weares in his boote▪hose. Did you worke them your selfe sir Gyles, or buy them? I bought am for nothing madam in th'exange Bought am for nothing. Indeed madam in th'exchange they so honor him for his worke that they will take nothing for anie thing he buies on am; but wheres the rich night-cappe you wrohgt cosen▪ if it had not byn too little for you, it was the best peece of worke, that euer I sawe. VVhy my Lord, t'was bigg enough, when I wrought it, for I wore pantables then you knowe. Indeede the warmer a man keepes his feete the lesse he necdes weare vppon his head. You speake for your kinsman the best, that euer I heard my Lord. But I beleeue madam, my Lord my cosen has not told you all my good parts. I told him so I warrant you cosen. VVhat doe you thinke he left out Sir Giles? Marrie madam I can take tobacco now, and I haue bought glow-wormes to kindle it withall, better then all the burning glasses ith world. Glowe-wormes sir Giles will they make it burne? O od madam I feed am with nothing but fire, a purpose, Ile besworne they eat me siue faggots aweeke in charcoale. Nay he ha the strangest deuices Ladies that euer you heard I warrant ye. That's a strange deuice in deed my Lord. But your sowing sir Gyles is a more gentlewoman-like qualitie I assure you. O farr away, for now seruant, you nee de neuer marrie, you are both husband, and wife your selfe. Nay indeede mistris I wood faine marrie for all that, and ile tell you my reason, if you will.