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Lingua, or The Combat of the Tongue and the Five Senses for Superiority · chunk 51 of 51

Tomkis, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 [1602-1607] (Annals)
comedy; allegory
unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 516 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.

Let me have mine own, howsoever you determine, I beseech you. That may not be, your goods are fallen into our hands, my sentence cannot be recalled, you may see, those that seek what is not theirs, oftentimes lose what's their own: Therefore Lingua granting you your life, I commit you to close prison, in Gustus his house, and charge you Gustus, to keep her under the custody of two strong doors, and every day till she come to 80. years of age, see she be well guarded with 30. tall watchmen, without whose licence she shall by no means wag abroad, nevertheless use her Ladylike, according to her estate. I pray you my Lord add this to the judgement that whensoever she obtaineth licence to walk abroad, in token the Tongue was the cause of her offence, let her wear a velvet hood, made just in the fashion of a great Tongue, in my conceit 'tis a very pretty Emblem of a Woman, My Lord, she hath a vild boy to her page, a chief agent in this treason, his name's Mendatio. Ha? well, I will inflict this punishment on him for this time, let him be sound whipped, and ever after though he shall strengthen his speeches with the sinews of Truth, yet none shall believe him. In my imagination my Lord, the Day is dead to the great toe, and in my conceit it grows dark, by which I conjecture it will be cold, and therefore in my fancy, and opinion, 'tis best to repair to our lodgings. What's this? a fellow whispering so closely with the Earth? so, ho, so, ho: Appetitus? faith now I think Morpheus himself hath been here, up with a pox to you, up you lusk, I have such news to tell thee sirta: all the Senses are well, and Lingua is proved guilty, up, up, up, I never knew him so fast a sleep in my life. Nay then have at you a fresh, (tiff, toff, tiff, toff.) jog me once again, and I'll throw this whole mess of pottage in your face, cannot one stand quiet at the dresser for you? Ha, ha, ha, I think it's impossible for him to sleep longer than he dreams of his victuals. What Appetitus, up quickly, quickly up, Appetitus, quickly sirrah, (toff, toff, toff, toff,) I'll come presently, but I hope you'll stay till they be roasted, will you eat them raw? Roasted? ha, ha, ha, ha, up, up, up, away, Reach the sauce quickly, here's no Sugar, whaw, wam, oh, ou, oh. What never wake? (Tiff, toff, tiff, toff,) wilt never be? Then I must try another way I see. Judicious friends, it is so late at night, I cannot waken hungry Appetite: Then since the close upon his rising stands, Let me obtain this at your courteous hands, Try if the friendly opportunity, Of your good will, and gracious Plaudite, With the thrice welcome mumur it shall keep, Can beg this prisoner from the bands of sleep. Upon the Plaudite, APPETITUS awakes, and runs in after ANAMNESTES.
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PlayLingua, or The Combat of the Tongue and the Five Senses for Superiority
AuthorTomkis, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1607 [1602-1607]
First performance (BritDrama)1606 [1602-1607]
Genre (British Drama)comedy; allegory
Play typeUniversity/Inns of Court;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 562 · TCP A13804 · DEEP 451
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1972–1994 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 51 of 51 in this edition
Length516 words · 724 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T1 — Death, grief and revenge at 0.732
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)
Let mee haue mine owne, howsoeuer you determine, I beseech you. That may not bee, your goods are fallen into our hands, my sentence cannot bee recall'd, you may see, those that seeke what is not theirs, oftentimes loose what's their owne: Therefore Lingua graunting you your life, I commit you to close prison, in Gustus his house, and charge you Gustus, to keepe her vnder the custody of two strong doores, and euery day till she come to 80. yeares of age, see she be well garded with 30. tall watchmen, without whose licence shee shall by no meanes wagge abroad, neuerthelesse vse her Lady-like, according to her estate. I pray you my Lord adde this to the iudgement that whensoeuer she obtayneth licence to walke abroad, in token the Tongue was the cause of her offence, let her weare a veluet hood, made iust in the fashion of a great Tongue, in my conceit 'tis a verye pritty Embleme of a Woman, My Lord, shee hath a vild boy to her page, a cheefe agent in this treason, his name's Mendatio. Ha? well, I will inflict this punishment on him for this time, let him be soundly whipt, and euer after though he shall strengthen his speeches with the sinewes of Truth, yet none shall beleeue him. In my imagination my Lord, the Day is dead to the great toe, and in my conceit it growes darke, by which I coniecture it will be cold, and therefore in my facie, and opinion, 'tis best to repaire to our lodgings. What's this? a fellow whispering so closely with the Earth? so, ho, so, ho: Appetitus? faith now I thinke Morpheus himselfe hath beene here, vp with a poxe to you, vp you luske, I haue such newes to tell thee sirta: all the Senses are well, and Lingua is proued guilty, vp, vp, vp, I neuer knew him so fast a sleepe in my life. Nay then haue at you a fresh, (tiff, toff, tiff, toff.) Iogge me once againe, and Ile throw this whole messe of pottage in your face, cannot one stand quiet at the dresser for you? Ha, ha, ha, I thinke it's impossible for him to sleepe longer then hee dreames of his victuals. What Appetitus, vp quickly, quickly vp, Appetitus, quickly sirra, (toff, toff, toff, toff,) Ile come presently, but I hope youle stay till they bee roasted, will you eate them rawe? Rosted? ha, ha, ha, ha, vp, vp, vp, away, Reach the sauce quickly, here's no Sugar, whaw, wam, oh, ou, oh. What neuer wake? (Tiffe, toff, tiff, toff,) wilt neuer be? Then I must trie another way I see. IVdicious friends, it is so late at night, I cannot waken hungrie Appetite: Then since the cloase vpon his rising stands, Let me obtaine this at your courteous hands, Trie if the friendly opportunitie, Of your good will, and graious Plauditie, With the thrice welcome mumure it shall keepe, Can begge this prisoner from the bands of sleepe. Vpon the Plaudite, APPETITVS awakes, and runnes in after ANAMNESTES.