The Puritan, or The Widow of Watling Street (The Puritan Widow) · chunk 8 of 37
Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.78 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
How now more Visitants?— what Corporal Oath? Corporal? In prison honest Captain? this must not be? How do you Captain Kinsman? Good Coxcomb? what makes that pure— starched fool here? You see Kinsman I am somewhat bold to call in, and see how you do, I heard you were safe enough, and I was very glad on't that it was no worse; This is a double torture now,— this fool byth' book does vex me more than my imprisonment? What meant you Corporal to hook him hither? Who he? he shall relieve thee, and supply thee, I'll make him do't; Fie, what vain breath you spend! he supply? I'll sooner expect mercy from a Usurer when my bond's forfeited, sooner kindness from a Lawyer when my money's spent: nay sooner charity from the devil, than good from a Puritan? I'll look for relief from him, when Lucifer is restored to his blood, and in Heaven again! I warrant my Kinsman's talking of me, for my left ear burns most tyrannically? Captain Ydle? what's he there? he looks; like a Monkey upward; and a Crane downward. Pshaw; a foolish cousin of mine; I must thank God for him. Why the better subject to work a scape upon; thou shalt e'en change clothes with him, and leave him here, and so; Push, I published him e'en now to my Corporal, he will be damned, ere he do me so much good; why I know a more proper, a more handsome device then that, if the slave would be sociable— now goodman Fleer-face? Oh, my cousin begins to speak to me now, I shall be acquainted with him again I hope, Look what ridiculous Raptures take hold of his wrinkles, Then what say you to this device, a happy one Captain? Speak low George; Prison Rats have wider ears than those in Malt-lofts. cousin, if it lay in my power, as they say?— to— do; 'twould do me an exceeding pleasure indeed that, but near talk further on't, the fool will be hanged, ere he do't. Pax, I'll thump 'im to't. Why do but try the Fopster, and break it to him bluntly. And so my disgrace will dwell in his jaws, and the slave slaver out our purpose to his Master, for would I were but as sure on't as I am sure he will deny to do't. I would be heartily glad cousin, if any of my friendships, as they say, might— stand, ah, Why, you see he offers his friendship foolishly to you already? ay, that's the hell on't, I would he would offer it wisely? Verily, and indeed la, Cousin?— I have took note of thy fleers a good while, if thou art minded to do me good? as thou gap'st upon me comfortably, and giv'st me charitable faces? which indeed is but a fashion in you all that are Puritans? willt soon at night steal me thy masters chain?
nodes 138–168 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 8 of 37 in this edition
Length
491 words · 668 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.777 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
How now more Visitants?—what Corporall Oth? Corporal? In prison honest Captalne? this must not be? How do you Captaine Kinsman? Good Cocks-combe? what makes that pure—starch'd foole here? You see Kinsman I am som-what bould to call in, and see how you do, I heard you were safe inough, and I was very glad on't that it was no worse; This is a double torture now,—this foole by'th booke Do's vexe me more then my imprisonment? What meant you Corporall to hooke him hither? Who he? he shall releiue thee, and supply thee, Ile make him doo't; Fie, what vaine breath you spend! hee supply? Ile sooner expect mercy from a Vsurer when my bonds forfetted, sooner kindnesse from a Lawier when my mony's spent: nay sooner charity from the deuill, then good from a Puritaine? Ile looke for releife from him, when Icifer is restor'd to his bloud, and in Heauen againe! I warrant my Kinsman's talking of me, for my left eare burnes most tyrannically? Captaine Ydle? what's he there? hee looke; like a Monkey vpward; and a Crane downe-ward. Pshaw; a foolish Cozen of nine; I must thanke God for him. Why the better subiect to worke a scape vpon; thou shalt e'en change clothes with him, and leaue him here, and so; Push, I publish't him e'en now to my Corporall, hee will be damn'd, ere hee do me so much good; why I know a more proper, a more handsome deuice then that, if the slaue would be sociable—now goodman Fleere-face? Oh, my Cozen begins to speake to me now, I shall bee acquainted with him againe I hope, Looke what ridiculous Raptures take hold of his wrinckles, Then what say you to this deuice, a happy one Captaine? Speake lovve George; Prison Rattes haue vvider eares then those in Malt-lofs. Cozen, if it lay in my power, as they say? — to — do; Twould do me a exceeding pleasure indeed that, but ere talke foder on't, the foole will be hang'd, ere he do't. Pax, Ile thump 'em to't. Why doe but trie the Fopster, and breake it to him bluntly. And so my disgrace will dwell in his Iawes, and the slaue slauer out our purpose to his Maister, for would I were but as sure on't as I am sure he will deny to do't. I would bee heartily glad Cozen, if any of my friendships, as they say, might—stand, ah, Why, you see he offers his friend-ship foolishly to you alreadie? I, that's the on't, I would hee would offer it wisely? Verily, and indeed la, Couzen?— I haue tooke note of thy steeres a good while, if thou art minded to do mee good? as thou gapst vpon me comfortably, and giu'st me charitable faces? which indeede is but a fashion in you all that are Puitaines? wilt soone at night steale me thy Maisters chaine?