Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Northward Ho · chunk 2 of 42

Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second)
T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.89 · 465 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.

Faith Sir we purposed a dangerous voyage, but upon better consideration we altered our course. May we without offence partake the ground of it. 'tis altogether trivial insooth: but to pass away the time till supper, I'll deliver it to you, with protestation before hand, I seek not to publish every gentlewoman's dishonour, only by the passage of my discourse to have you censure the state of our quarrel. Forth Sir. Frequenting the company of many merchants wives in the City, my heart by chance leapt into mine eye to affect the fairest but with all the falsest creature that ever affection stooped to. Of what rank was she I beseech you. Upon your promise of secrecy. You shall close it up like treasure of your own, and yourself shall keep the key of it, She was and by report still is wife to a most grave and well reputed Citizen. And entertained your love. As Meadows do April: the violence as it seemed of her affection— but alas it proved her dissembling, would at my coming and departing bedew her eyes with love drops; O she could the art of woman most feelingly. Most feelingly. I should not have liked that feelingly had she been my wife, give us some sack hear and in faith— we are all friends; & in private— what was her husband's name.— I'll give you a carouse by and by. O you shall pardon me his name, it seems you are a Citizen, it would be discourse enough for you upon the exchange this fortnight should I tell his name. Your modesty in this wives commendation; on sir. In the passage of our loves, (amongst other favours of greater value) she bestowed upon me this ring which she protested was her husband's gift. The poesy, the poesy— O my heart, that ring good in faith: Not many nights coming to her and being familiar with her. Kissing and so forth. I Sir. And talking to her feelingly. Pox on't, I lay with her. Good in faith you are of a good complexion. Lying with her as I say: and rising somewhat early from her in the morning, I lost this ring in her bed. In my wives bed. How do you Sir. Nothing: lets have a fire chamberlain; I think my boots have taken water I have such a shuddering: i'th' bed you say; Right Sir, in Mistress Maybery's sheets. Was her name Maybery. Beshrew my tongue for blabbing, I presume upon your secrecy. O God Sir, but where did you find your losing; Where I found her falseness: with this Gentleman; who by his own confession partaking the like enjoyment; found this ring the same morning on her pillow, and shamed not in my sight to wear it.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayNorthward Ho
AuthorDekker, Thomas / Webster, John
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1605
First performance (BritDrama)1605
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 590 · TCP A20098 · DEEP 488
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 18–49 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 42 in this edition
Length465 words · 599 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T32 — Rings and jewels as tokens cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.889 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Faith Sir we purposed a dangerous voiage, but vpō better consideration we alterd our course. May we without offence pertake the ground of it. Tis altogither triuial in-sooth: but to passe away the time till supper, Ile deliuer it to you, with protestation before hand, I seeke not to publish euery gētle-womans dishonor, only by the passage of my discource to haue you censure the state of our quarrel. Forth Sir. Frequenting the company of many marchants wiues in the Citty, my heart by chance leapt into mine eye to affect the fairest but with al the falsest creature that euer affectiō stoopt to. Of what ranck was she I beseech you. Vpon your promise of secresie. You shall close it vp like treasure of your owne, and your selfe shall keepe the key of it, She was and by report still is wife to a most graue and well reputed Cittizen. And entertaind your loue. As Meddowes do Aprill: the violence as it seemed of her affection—but alas it proued her dissembling, would at my comming and departing be-dew her eyes with loue dropps; O she could the art of woman most feelingly. Most feelingly. I should not haue lik'd that feelingly had she beene my wife, giue vs some sack heare and in faith— we are all friends; & in priuate— what was her husbands name▪— Ile giue you a carouse by and by. O you shall pardon mee his name, it seemes you are a Cittizen, it would bee discourse inough for you vpon the exchange this fort-night should I tell his name. Your modesty in this wiues commendation; on sir. In the passage of our loues, (amongst other fauours of greater valew) she bestowed vpon me this inge which she protested was her husbands gift. The poesie, the poesie—O my heart, that ring good infaith: Not many nights comming to her and being familiar with her. Kissing and so forth. I Sir. And talking to her feelingly. Pox on't, I lay with her. Good infaith you are of a good complexion. Lying with her as I say: and rising some-what early frō her in the morning, I lost this ring in her bed. In my wiues bed. How do you Sir. Nothing: lettes haue a fire chamberlaine; I thinke my bootes haue taken water I haue such a shudering: ith' bed you say; Right Sir, in Mistris Maiberies sheetes. Was her name Maybery. Beshrew my tongue for blabbing, I presume vpon your secresy. O God Sir, but where did you find your loosing; Where I found her falsnesse: with this Gentleman; who by his owne confession pertaking the like inioyment; found this ring the same morning on her pillowe, and sham'd not in my sight to weare it.