The Puritan, or The Widow of Watling Street (The Puritan Widow) · chunk 31 of 37
Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.76 · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Now I come? O sulphur Scoteface— Arch-conjurer, what wouldst thou with me? O the devil sister, i'th' dining Chamber, sing Sister, I warrant you that will keep him out, quickly, quickly, quickly. goes in. So, so, so, I'll release thee, enough Captain, enough, allow us some time to laugh a little, they're shuddering and shaking by this time, as if an Earthquake were in their kidneys. Sirrah George, how was't, how was't, did I do't well enough. wilt believe me Captain, better than any conjuror, for here was no harm in this, and yet their horrible expectation satisfied well, you were much beholding to thunder & lightning at this time it graced you well I can tell you? I must needs say so George? sirrah if we could ha' convoyed hither cleanly a cracker or a fire-wheel t'had been admittable. Blurt, blurt their's nothing remains to put thee to pain now Captain. Pain? I protest George my heels are sorer, than a Whitsun Morris-dancer. All's past now,— only to reveal that the chain's i'th' Garden where thou know'st it has lain these two days. But I fear that fox Nicholas has revealed it already? Fear not Captain, you must put it toth' venture now Nay 'tis time, call upon 'em, take pity on 'em, for I believe some of 'em are in a pitiful case by this time. Sir Godfrey? Nicholas, Kinsman-Sfoot they're fast at it still George, Sir Godfrey? Oh, is that the devils voice? how comes he to know my name. Fear not Sir Godfrey all's quieted. What is he laid? laid; and has newly dropped, Your chain i'th' Garden. Ith' Garden! in our Garden? Your Garden? O sweet conjuror? whereabouts there? Look-well about a bank of Rosemary. Sister the Rosemary bank, come, come, there's my chain he says. Oh happiness, run, run. Captain conjuror? Who? Master Edmond. ay Master Edmond may I come in safely, without danger think you. I uh long agoe, tis all, as twas at first. Fear nothing, pray come near— how now? man. Oh this Rooms mightily hot i'faith, slid my shirt sticks to my Belly already, what a steam the Rogue has left be hind him? foh this room must be aired Gentlemen it smells horribly of Brimstone— let's open the windows. 'faith master Edmond 'tis but your conceit, I would you could make me believe that i'faith why do you think I cannot smell his savour, from another: yet I take it kindly from you, because you would not put me in a fear i'faith, o' my troth I shall love you for this the longest day of my life. Puh, 'tis nothing sir, love me when you see more. Mass now I remember I'll look whether he has singed the hangings or no. Captain, to entertain a little sport till they come; make him believe, you'll charm him invisible, has apt to admire any thing you see let me alone to give force to't't.
nodes 830–868 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 31 of 37 in this edition
Length
494 words · 712 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.765 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Now I come? O Sulphure Scoteface— Arch-coniurer, what wouldst thou with me? O the diuill sister, ith dyning Chamber, sing Sister, I warrant you that will keepe him out, quickly, quickly, quickly. goes in. So, so, so, Ile release thee, ynough Captaine, ynough, allowe vs some time to laughe a little, they're shuddering and shaking by this time, as if an Earth-quake were in their kidneyes. Sirrah George, how wast, how wast, did I doo't well ynough. woult beleeue mee Captaine, better then any Coniurer, for here was no harme in this, and yet their horrible expectation satisffied well, you were much beholding to thunder & lightning at this time it grast you well I can tell you? I must needes say so George? sirrah if wee could ha conuoide hether cleanly a cracker or a fire-wheele t'ad beene admitable. Blutt, blutt theirs nothing remaines to put thee to paine now Captaine. Paine? I protest George my heeles are sorer, then a Whitson Morris-dancer. All's past now,—oncly to reueale that the chaines ith Garden where thou knowst it has laine these two daies. But I feare that fox Nicholas has reueald it already? Feare not Captaine, you must put it to'th venture now Nay tis time, call vpon e'm, take pitty on e'm, for I beleeue some off 'em are in a pittifull case by this time. Sir Godfrey? Nicholas, Kinsman-Sfoot they'r fast at it still George, Sir Godfrey? Oh, is that the diuils voyce? how comes he to know my name. Feare not Sir Godfrey all's quieted. What is he layd? Layde; and has newly dropt, Your chaine ith Garden. Ith Garden! in our Garden? Your Garden? O sweete Coniurer? where abouts there? Looke-well about a banck of Rosemary. Sister the Rosemary banck, come, come, ther's my chaine he saies. Oh happinesse, run, run. Captaine Coniurer? Who? Maister Edmond. I Maister Edmond may I come in safely, without danger thinke you. I uh long agoe, tis all, as twas at first. Feare nothing, pray come neere—how now? man. Oh this Roomes mightily hot ifaith, slid my shirt sticks to my Belly already, what a steame the Rogue has left be hind him' foh this roome must be ayrd Gentlemen it sinells horribly of Brimstoone — lets open the windowes. Faith master Edmond tis but your conceite, I would you could make me beleeue that ifaith why do you thinke I cannot smell his sauour, from another: yet I take it kindly from you, because you would not put me in a feare ifaith, a my troth I shall loue you for this the lōgest day of my life. Puh, tis nothing sir, loue me when you see more. Masse now I remember Ile looke whether he has singed the hangings or no. Captaine, to entertaine a litle sport till they come; make him beleue, youle charme him inuisible, hes apt to admire any thing you see let me alone to giue force too'te.