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Wily Beguiled · chunk 30 of 40

Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals)
comedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 475 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.

And at that time I will not fail, In that or aught may make for our avail. But what if Sophos should meet you by the forest side: And encounter you with his single rapier? Sophos? a hop of my thumb, a wretch, a wretch. Should Sophos meet us there accompanied with some Champion, With whom 'twere any credit to encounter, Were he as stout as Hercules himself, Then would I buckle with them hand to hand: And bandy blows as thick as hailstones fall, And carry Lelia away in spite of all their force. What? love will make Cowards fight: Much more a man of my resolution. And on your resolution I'll depend, Until tomorrow at th'appointed time, when I look for you: till when I'll leave you, and go make preparation for our journey. Farewell fair love, until we meet again. Why so: did I not tell you she would be glad to run away with me at length? Why this falls out, e'en as a man would say, Thus I would have it. But now I must go cast about for some money too, Let me see: I have outlawed three or four of Gripes debtor. And I have the bonds in mine own hands: The sum that is due to him, is some two or three hundred pounds: Well, I'll to them: if I can get but one half, I'll deliver them their bonds, and leave the other half to their own consciences; and so I shall be sure to get money to bear charges: When all fails well fare a good wit. But soft, no more of that: Here comes Mr. Gripe, What Mr. Churms? what alone? how fares your body? Faith Sir, reasonable well: I am e'en walking here to take the fresh air. 'tis very wholesome this fair weather, But M. Churms: how like you my daughter? Can you do any good on her? will she be ruled yet? How stands she affected to P. Ploddall? O very well Sir: I have made her very conformable. O let me alone to persuade a woman: I hope you shall see her married within this week at most, I mean to myself. Master Churmes. I am so exceedingly beholding to you, I cannot tell how I shall requite your kindness, But i'th' mean time here's a brace of angels for you to drink, for your pains, This news has e'en lightened my heart, O Sir, my neighbour Ploddall is very wealthy. Come M. Churms, you shall go home with me, we'll have good cheer & be merry for this, tonight, i'faith. Well: let them laugh that win. Granam, give me but two crowns of red gold, And I'll give you two pence of white silver, If Robin the devil be not a water witch. Marry, Iesus bless us: why prithee?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayWily Beguiled
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1602 [1601-1602]
First performance (BritDrama)1602 [1601-1606]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 548 · TCP A15549 · DEEP 434
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1352–1401 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 30 of 40 in this edition
Length475 words · 626 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T46 — Swords, quarrels and valour at 0.796
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)
And at that time I will not faile, In that or ought may make for our auaile. But what if Sophos ſhould meet you by the forreſt fide: And in counter you with his ſingle rapier? Sophos? a hop of my thumbe, a wretch, a wretch. Shoulde Sophos meete vs there accompanied with ſome Champion, With whome twere any credit to encounter, Were he as ſtout as Hercules himſelfe, Then would I buckle with them hand to hand: And bandy blowes as thicke as haileſtones fall, And carrie Lelia away in ſpite of all their force. What? loue will make Cowards fight: Much more a man of my reſolution. And on your reſolution Ile depend, Vntill to morrow at th'appointed time, when I looke for you: till when Ile leaue you, and go make preparation for our iourney. Farewell faire loue, vntill we meet againe. Why ſo: did I not tel you ſhe would be glad to run away with mee at length? Why this falles out, een as a man would ſay, Thus I would haue it. But now I muſt go caſt about for ſome money too, Let mee ſee: I haue outlaw'd three or foure of Gripes debters. And I haue the bonds in mine owne hands: The ſumme that is due to him, is ſome two or three hundred pounds: Well, Ile to them: if I can get but one halfe, Ile deliuer them their bonds, and leaue the other halfe to their owne conſciences; and ſo I ſhall be ſure to get mony to beare charges: When all failes wel fare a good wit. But ſoft, no more of that: Here comes Mr. Gripe, What Mr. Churms? what alone? how fares your body? Faith Sir, reaſonable well: I am eene walking here to take the freſh ayre. Tis very holeſome this faire weather, But M. Churms: how like you my daughter? Can you doe any good on hir? wil ſhe be rul'd yet? How ſtands ſhe affected to P. Ploddall? O very well Sir: I have made hir very conformable. O let me alone to perſwade a woman: I hope you ſhall ſee hir married within this weeke at moſt, I meane to my ſelfe. Maſter Churmes. I am ſo exceedingly beholding to you, I cannot tell how I ſhall requite your kindneſſe, But ith mean time heers a brace of angels for you to drink, for your paines, This newes has eene lightned my heart, O Sir, my neighbour Ploddall is very wealthie. Come M. Churms, you ſhall go home with me, Weele haue good chear & be merry for this, to night, yfaith. Wel: let them laugh that winne. Granam, giue me but two crownes of red golde, And Ile giue you two pence of white ſiluer, If Robin the diuel be not a water witch. Marrie, Ieſus bleſſe vs: why prithee?