The Puritan, or The Widow of Watling Street (The Puritan Widow) · chunk 23 of 37
Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.79 · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
ay marry sir, I'd buy one then myself. But this talk is by the way, where shall's sup tonight, Five pound received, let's talk of that, I have a trick worth all, you two shall bear him toth' Tavern, whilst I go close with his hostess, and work out of her, I know she would be glad of the sum to finger money; because she knows 'tis but a desperate debt, and full of hazard, what will you say if I bring it to pass that the hostess shall be contented with one half for all; and we to share other; fifth-shillings bullies. Why I would call thee King of Sergeants, and thou shouldst be Chronicled in the Counter book for ever. Well put it to me, we'll make a Night on't 'faith. 'sfoot I think he receives more money he stays so long. He tarries long indeed, may be I can tell you upon the good liking on't the Gentleman may prove more bountiful. That would be rare, we'll search him. Nay be sure of it we'll search him! and make him light enough. Oh here comes the Gentleman; by your leave sir. God you god den sirs,— would you speak with me; No, not with your worship sir, only we are bold to stay for a friend of ours that went in with your worship. Who? not the scholar? Yes e'en he and it please your worship? Did he make you stay for him? he did you wrong then why, I can assure you he's gone above an hour ago. How? sir? I paid him his money, and my man told me he went out at back door. back door? Why, what's the matter. He was our prisoner sir, we did arrest him. What he was not? you the sheriffs Officers— you were to blame then, Why did you not make known to me as much: I could have kept him for you, I protest He received all of me in Britain Gold Of the last coining; Vengeance dog him with't. 'sfoot has he gulled us so. Where shall we sup now sergeants? Sup Simon now, eat Porridge for a month; Well, we cannot impute it to any lack of goodwill in your Worship,— you did but as another would have done, 'twas our hard fortunes to miss the purchase, but if ere we clutch him again, the Counter shall charm him. The hole shall rot him. Amen. So, Vex out your Lungs without doors, I am proud, It was my hap to help him, it fell fit, He went not empty neither for his wit: Alas poor wretch, I could not blame his brain, To labour his delivery, to be free, From their unpitying fangs— I'm glad it stood, Within my power to do a Scholar good. How now, whose's that? what are you? The same that I should be Captain. George Pye-boord, honest George? why camest thou in half faced muffled so?
nodes 575–618 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 37 in this edition
Length
496 words · 645 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.785 (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)
I marry sir, Ide buye one then my selfe. But this talke is by the way, where shall's sup to night, Fiue pound receiu'd, talke of that, I haue a trick worth all, you two shall beare him to 'th Tauerne, whilst I goe close with his Hostisse, and worke out of her, I know shee would bee glad of the summe to finger money; because shee knowes tis but a desperat debt, and full of hazard, what will you say if I bring it to passe that the Hostisse shall bee contented with one halfe for all; and wee to share tother; fift-shillings bullies. Why I would call thee King of Seriants, and thou shouldst be Chronicled in the Counter booke for euer. Well put it to me, weele make a Night on't faith. Sfoote I thinke he receiues more money he staies so long. Hee tarries long indeed, may be I can tell you vpon the good liking ont the Gentleman may proue more bountifull. That would be rare, weele search him. Nay be sure of it weele search him! and make him light ynough. Oh here comes the Gentleman; by your leaue sir. God you god den sirs,—would you speake with me; No, not with your worship sir, only wee are bould to stay for a friend of ours that went in with your worship. Who? notthe scholler? Yes e'en he and it please your worship? Did he make you stay for him? hee did you wrong then why, I can assure you hees gon aboue an houre agoe. How? sir? I payd him his money, and my man told me he went out at back-dore. Back-dore? Why, whats the matter. He was our prisoner sir, we did arrest him. What he was not? you the Sheriffes Officers—you were to blame then, Why did you not make knovvne to me as much: I could haue kept him for you, I protest He receiude all of me in Brittaine Gold Of the last coyning; Vengeance dog him with't. Sfoote has he guld vs so. Where shall wee sup now Serieants? Sup now, ate Porridge for a month; Well, wee cannot impute it to any lacke of good-will in your Worship,—you did but as another would haue done, twas our hard fortunes to misse the purchase, but if ere wee clutch him againe, the Counter shall charme him. The hole shall rotte him. Amen. So, Vex out your Lungs without doores, I am proud, It was my hap to helpe him, it fell fit, He went not emptie neither for his wit▪ Alasse poore wretch, I could not blame his braine, To labour his deliurie, to be free, From their vpittying sangs—Ime glad it stood, Within my power to doe a Scholler good. How now, whose that? what are you? The same that I should be Captaine. George Pye-boord, honest George? why camst thou i halfe fac d. mued so?