The Puritan, or The Widow of Watling Street (The Puritan Widow) · chunk 19 of 37
Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.77 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
His hostess's where he lies will trust him no longer, she has feed me to arrest him; and if you will accompany me, because I know not of what Nature the Scholar is, whether desperate or swift, you shall share with me sergeant Raven-shaw, I have the good Angel to arrest him. Troth I'll take part with thee then, Sergeant, not for the sake of the money so much, as for the hate I bear to a Scholar: why sergeant 'tis Natural in us you know to hate Scholars: natural besides, they will publish our imperfections, Knaveries, and Conveyances altars upon Scaffolds and Stages. ay and spitefully to; troth I have wondered how the slaves could see into our breasts so much, when our doublets are buttoned with Pewter. ay and so close without yielding; oh their perilous fellows, they will search more with their wits then a constable with all his officers. Whist, whist, whist, Yeoman Dogson, Yeoman Dogson. Ha, what says Sergeant? Is he in the pothecary's shop still, ay, ay. Have an eye, eye. The best is Sergeant if he be a true Scholar he wears no weapon I think. No, no, he wears no weapon. Mass, I am right glad of that: 'tas put me in better heart; nay if I clutch him once, let me alone to drag him if he be stiffnecked; I have been one of the six myself, that has dragged as tall men of their hands, when their weapons have been gone as ever bastinadoed a Sergeant— I have done I can tell you. Sergeant Puttock, Sergeant Puttock. Hoh. he's coming out single. Peace, peace be not to greedy, let him play a little let him play a little, we'll jerk him up of a sudden, I ha' fished in my time. ay and caught many a fool sergeant. I parted now from Nicholas: the chain's couched, And the old Knight has spent his rage upon't, The widow holds me in great Admiration' For cunning Art: 'mongst joys I am' e'en lost, For my device can no way now be crossed, And now I must to prison to the captain, and there— I arrest you sir. Oh— I spoke truer than I was aware, I must to prison indeed. They say your a scholar, nay sir— Yeoman Dogson, have care to his arms— you'll rail again sergeants, and stage 'em: you, tickle their vices. Nay use me like a Gentleman, I'm little less. You a Gentleman? that's a good jest i'faith; can a Scholar be a Gentleman,— when a Gentleman will not be a Scholar;— look upon your wealthy citizens' sons, whether they be Scholars or no, that are Gentlemen by their father's trades: a Scholar a Gentleman. Nay let Fortune drive all her stings into me, she cannot hurt that in me, a Gentleman, is Accidens inseparabile to my blood. A rabblement, nay you shall have a bloody rabblement; upon you I warrant you. Go, Yeoman Dogson before, and Enter the Action i'th' Counter.
nodes 475–505 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 37 in this edition
Length
504 words · 702 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.771 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
His Hostesses where he lies will trust him no longer, she has feed me to arest him; and if you will accompany me, because I know not of what Nature the Scholler is, whether desperate or swift, you shall share with me Seriant Rauen-shaw, I haue the good Angell to arrest him. Troth Ile take part with thee then, Sariant, not for the sake of the mony so much, as for the hate I beare to a Scholler: why Seriant tis Naturall in vs you know to hate Scholers: naturall , they will publish our imperfections, Knaueryes, and Conuay vpon Scaffolds and Stages. I and spightfully to; troth I haue wounderd how the slaues could see into our brests so much, when our doublers are buttond with Pewter. I and so close without yeelding; oh their parlous fellows, they will search more with their wits then a Cunstable with all his officers. Whist, whist, whist, Yeoman Dogson, Yeoman Dogson. Ha, what saies Sariant? Is he in the Pothecaryes shop stil, I, I. Haue an eye, eye. The best is Sariant if he be a true Scholler he weares no weapon I thinke. No, no, he weares no weapon. Masse, I am right glad of that: 'tas put me in better heart; nay if I clutch him once, let me alone to drae him if he be stiff-necked; I haue beene one of the sixe my selfe, that has dragd as tall men of their hands, when their weapons haue bin gone as euer bastinadoed a Sariant—I haue done I can tel you. Sariant Puttocke, Sariant Puttocke. Hoh. Hees comming out single. Peace, peace bee not to greedy, let him play a little let him play a litle, weele erke him vp of a sudaine, I ha fisht in my time. I and caught many a foole Seriant. I parted now from Nicholas: the chaynes coucht, And the old Knight has spent his rage vpont, The widdowe holds me in great Admira ion' For cunning Art: mongst ioyes I am 'een lost, For my deuice can no way now be crost, And now I must to prison to the captaine, and there— I arrest you sir. Oh—I spoke truer then I was a ware, I must to prison indeed. They say your a scholler, nay sir—Yeoman Dogson, haue care to his armes—youle rayle againe Sariants, and stage 'em: you, tickle their vices. Nay vse me like a Gentleman, I'me little lesse. You a Gentleman? thats a good Iest ifaith; can a Scholler be a Gentleman,—when a Gentleman will not be a Scholler;—looke vpon your welthy Citizenes sonnes, whether they be Scholers or no, that are Gentlemen by their fathers trades: a Scholler a Gentleman. Nay let Fortune driue all her stings into me, she cannot hurt that in me, a Gentleman, is Accidens Inseperabile to my bloud. A rablement, nay you shall haue a bloudy rablement; vpon you I warrant you. Goe, Yeoman Dogson before, and Enter the Action 'ith Counter.