Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Fair Maid of the Exchange · chunk 11 of 41

Anonymous · published 1607 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals)
comedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 486 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

What's that to you sir? Why I ask thee in kindness. Why then in kindness you are a fool for asking. Is the fool your livery? Not so, for then you wearing that livery, would term yourself my fool. Meaning me? you gull me not, if you do: What then? O vile! I would take you down. Alas it wants wit, his wit is too narrow. I'll stretch my wit but I will take you down. How, upon the tenters? indeed if the whole piece were so stretched, and very well beaten with a yard of reformation, no doubt it would grow to a goodly breadth. By this hand. Away you ass, hinder not my business. Finely put off wench i'faith. By your leave master Drawer. Welcome mistress Berry, I have been mindful of your work. Is it done? Yes, and here it is. Here is your money. Cripple, ere long i'll visit thee again, I have some ruffs and stomachers to draw. At your pleasure. By thy leave Mall, a word. Away you bundle of nothing, away. She hath a wit as sharp as her needle. Alas, myself have been her whetstone with my conference in th'Exchange any time these many years. In th'Exchange! I have walked with thee there, before the visitation of my legs, and my expense in timber, at the least a hundred times, and never heard thee speak to a wench. That's a lie, thou wert by when I bought these gloves of a wench. That's true, they cost thee an English shilling at a word, mary it follows in the text, that your shilling proved but a harper, and thou wert shamefully arraigned for it. Good, but I excused myself. True, that thou thoughtst it had been a shilling, mary thou hadst never another, nor so much as a shilling more to change it. Thou talk in th'Exchange! Indeed my best gift is in the morning when the Maids visit my chamber, with such necessaries as I usually buy of them. O thou art one of those, that if an honest Maid be sent to thy chamber with her Mistress goods, and return as honest and chaste as the moon: Sirrah, you are one of those that will slander the poor wenches, by speaking liberally of their proneness to love; and withal, brag how cheap you have bought their ware metaphorically, when indeed they depart as honest as they came thither, and leave you all the day after to sigh at the sight of an ill bargain. When wilt thou spit out this serpent's tongue of thine? When wilt thou cast off this antic garment of ostentation? do it, do it, or by the Lord I will impress thy vanities, and so anatomize the very bowels of thy absurdities, that all the world shall take notice of thee for a fool, and shun thee as the pox or the pestilence.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Fair Maid of the Exchange
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1602 [1601-1602]
First performance (BritDrama)1602 [1601-1607]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 570 · TCP A03197 · DEEP 461
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 576–610 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 41 in this edition
Length486 words · 635 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T6 — Money, debt and credit at 0.796
Other seedsseed 43: T5 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Whats that to you sir? Why I aske thee in kindnesse. Why then in kindenes you are a foole for asking. Is the foole your liuerie? Not so, for then you wearing that liuerie, woulde terme your selfe my foole. Meaning me? you gull me not, if you doe: What then? O vile! I woud take you downe. Alas it wants wit, his wit is too narrow. Ile stretch my wit but I will take you downe. How, vpon the tenters? indeede if the whole peece were so stretcht, and very well beaten with a yeard of reformation, no doubt it would grow to a goodly breadth. By this hand. Away you asse, hinder not my businesse. Finely put off wench yfaith. By your leaue maister Drawer. Welcome mistris Berry, I haue beene mindefull of your worke. Is it done? Yes, and heere it is. Heere is your money. Cripple, ere long ile visit thee againe, I haue some ruffes and stomachers to drawe. At your pleasure. By thy leaue Mall, a word. Away you bundle of nothing, away. She hath a wit as sharpe as her needle. Alas, my selfe haue beene her whetstone with my conference in th'Exchange any time these many yeares. In th'Exchange! I haue walkt with thee there, before the visitation of my legges, and my expence in timber, at the least a hundred times, and neuer heard thee speak to a wench. Thats a lie, thou wert by when I bought these gloues of a wench. Thats true, they cost thee an English shilling at a word, mary it followes in the text, that your shilling proou'd but a harper, and thou wert shamefully arraignd for it. Good, but I excusde my selfe. True, that thou thoughtst it had bin a shilling, mary thou hadst neuer an other, nor so much as a shilling more to change it. Thou talke in th'Exchange! Indeede my best gift is in the morning when the Maides visite my chamber, with such necessaries as I vsually buy of them. O thou art one of those, that if an honest Maid be sent to thy chamber with her Mistris goodes, and returne as honest and chaste as the moone: Sirra, you are one of those that will slaunder the poore wenches, by speaking liberally of their pronenesse to loue; and withall, bragge how cheap you haue bought their ware metaphorically, when indeede they depart as honest as they came thither, and leaue you all the day after to sigh at the sight of an ill bargaine. When wilt thou spit out this serpents tong of thine? When wilt thou cast off this anticke garment of ostentation? do it, do it, or by the Lord I wil impresse thy vanities, and so anotomize the very bowells of thy absurdities, that all the worlde shall take notice of thee for a foole, and shunne thee as the pox or the pestilence.