Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Michaelmas Term · chunk 19 of 39

Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1606] (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second)
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 488 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Excellent exceeding i'faith, a narrow card wire sets out a cheek so fat and so full, and if you be ruled by me, you shall wear your hair still like a Mock-face behind, 'tis such an Italian world, many men know not Before from Behind. How like you the fitting of this gown now Mistress Comings? It sits at marvelous good Ease, and comely discretion. Who would think now this fine Sophisticated squall came out of the Bosom of a barn, and the loins of a Haytosser. Out you saucy pestiferous Pander, I scorn that i'faith. Excellent, already the true phrase and style of a strumpet, stay, a little more of the red, and then I take my leave of your Cheek for four & twenty hours— Do you not think it impossible that her own Father should know her now, if he saw her? Why I think no less, how can he know me, when I scarce know myself. 'tis right. But so well you lay wait for a man for me. I protest I have bestowed much labour about it, and in fit Time, good news I hope. 1 I've found one yet at last, in whose preferment I hope to reap credit. Is that the fellow? 1 Lady it is. Art thou willing to serve me fellow? So please you, he that has not the heart to serve such a Mistress as your beautiful self, deserves to be honoured for a fool, or Knighted for a Coward. There's to many of them already. 'twere sin then to raise the number. Well, we'll try both our likings for a month, and then either proceed, or let fall the suit. Be it as you have spoke, but 'tis my hope A longer Term. No truly, our Term ends once a month, we should get more than the Lawyers, for they have but four Terms a year, and we have twelve, & that makes 'em run so fast to us in the Vacation. A mistress of of a choice beauty, amongst such imperfect creatures I ha' not seen a perfecter: I should have reckoned the fortunes of my Daughter amongst the happiest, had she lighted into such a service, whereas now I rest doubt full, whom or where she serves. There's for your bodily advice tailor, and there's for your head-counsel, and I discharge you both till to morrow morning again. At which time our neatest Attendance. I pray have an especial care howsoever you stand or lie, that nothing fall upon your hair to batter your wire. I warrant you for that— which Gown becomes me best now, the purple Satin or this? If my opinion might rule over you— Come gallants, i'll bring you to a Beauty shall strike your eyes into your hearts, what you see you shall desire, yet never enjoy. And that's a Villainous torment. And is she but your underput Master Lethe?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayMichaelmas Term
AuthorMiddleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1606 [1604-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1604-1607]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 575 · TCP A07505 · DEEP 466
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 663–691 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 39 in this edition
Length488 words · 622 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.770
Other seedsseed 43: T56 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Excellēt exceeding yfaith, a narrow card wyer ſets out a cheeke ſo fat and ſo full, and if you be rulde by me, you ſhal weare your hayre ſtill like a Mock-face behinde, tis ſuch an Italian world, many men knowe not Before from Behinde. How like you the ſitting of this gowne now Miſtris Comings? It ſits at meruailous good Eaſe, and comely diſcretion. Who would thinke now this fine Sophiſticated ſqual came out of the Boſome of a Barne, and the loynes of a Haytoſſer. Out you ſawcie peſtiferous Pander, I ſcorne that yfaith. Excellent, already the true phraſe and ſtile of a ſtrumpet, ſtay, a little more of the red, and then I take my leaue of your Cheeke for foure & twenty houres—Doe you not thinke it impoſſible that her owne Father ſhould know her now, if he ſaw her? Why I thinke no leſſe, how can he knowe me, when I ſcarce knowe my ſelfe. Tis right. But ſo well you lay waite for a man for me. I proteſt I haue beſtowed much labour about it, and in fit Time, good newes I hope. 1 Iu'e found one yet at laſt, in whoſe preferment I hope to reape credit. Is that the fellowe? 1 Lady it is. Art thou willing to ſerue me fellow? So pleaſe you, he that ha's not the heart to ſerue ſuch a Miſtris as your beautifull ſelfe, deſerues to be honoured for a foole, or Knighted for a Coward. There's to many of them alreadie. Twere ſinne then to raiſe the number. Well, weele trie both our likings for a month, and then eyther proceede, or let fall the ſuite. Be it as you haue ſpoke, but tis my hope A longer Tearme. No truely, our Tearme endes once a month, wee ſhould get more then the Lawyers, for they haue but foure Tearmes a yeare, and wee haue twelue, & that makes e'm run ſo faſt to vs in the Vacation. A miſtris of of a choice beauty, amongſt ſuch imperfect creatures I ha not ſeene a perfecter: I ſhould haue reckoned the fortunes of my Daughter amongſt the happieſt, had ſhe lighted into ſuch a ſeruice, whereas now I reſt doubt full, whome or where ſhe ſerues. There's for your bodily aduice Taylor, and theres for your head-counſell, and I diſcharge you both till to morrowe morning agen. At which time our neateſt Attendance. I pray haue an eſpeciall care howſoeuer you ſtand or lye, that nothing fall vppon your haire to batter your wire. I warrant you for that—which Gowne becomes me beſt now, the purple Sattin or this? If my opinion might rule ouer you— Come gallants, ile bring you to a Beauty ſhal ſtricke your eyes into your hearts, what you ſee you ſhall deſire, yet neuer enioy. And that's a Villanous torment. And is ſhe but your vnderput Maiſter Lethe?