Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Westward Ho · chunk 9 of 45

Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second)
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 482 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

Both Wives, Maids, and Daughters: and I thank God, the very worst of them lie by very good men's sides: I pick out a poor living amongst 'em, and I am thankful for it. Trust me I am not sorry: how long have you exercised this quality? Come Michael-tide next, this thirteen year. And how does my wife profit under you sir? hope you to do any any good upon her. Master Honisuckle I am in great hope she shall fructify: I will do my best for my part: I can do no more than another man can. Pray sir ply her, for she is capable of any thing. So far as my poor talent can stretch, It shall not be hidden from her. Does she hold her pen well yet? She leans somewhat too hard upon her pen yet sir, but practise and animadversion will break her from that. Then she grubs her pen. It's but my pains to mend the neb again. And whereabouts is she now master Parenthesis? she was talking of you this morning, and commending you in her bed, and told me she was passed her letters. Truly sir she took her letters very suddenly: and is now in her Minoms. I would she were in her Crotchets too master Parenthesis: haha, I must talk merrily sir. Sir so long as your mirth be void of all Scurility, 'tis not unfit for your calling: I trust ere few days be at an end to have her fall to her joining: for she has her letters ad unguem: her A. her great B. and her great C. very right D. and E. delicate: her double F. of a good length, but that it straddles a little to wide: at the G. very cunning. Her H. is full like mine: a goodly big H. But her: double LL is well: her O. of a reasonable Size: at her p. and q. neither merchants Daughter, Alderman's Wife, young country Gentlewoman, nor courtier's Mistress, can match her. And how herv. You sir, She fetches up you best of all: her single you she can fashion two or three ways: but her double you, is as I would wish it. And faith who takes it faster; my wife, or mistress Tenterhook? Oh! Your wife by odds: she'll take more in one hour, than I can fasten either upon mistress Tenterhooke, or mistress Wafer, or Mistress flap-dragon (the brewer's wife) in three. Do not thy cheeks burn sweet chuckaby, for we are talking of thee. No goodness I warrant: you have few Citizens speak well of their wives behind their backs: but to their faces they'll cog worse and be more suppliant, than Clients that sue in forma paper: how does my master? troth I am a very truant: have you your Ruler about you master? for look you, I go clean awry.
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PlayWestward Ho
AuthorDekker, Thomas / Webster, John
Publication year (edition)1607
First performance / composition (Annals)1604
First performance (BritDrama)1604
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 602 · TCP A20100 · DEEP 501
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 164–186 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 45 in this edition
Length482 words · 634 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.738
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Both Wiues, Maides, and Daughters: and I thanke God, the very worst of them lye by very good mens sides: I picke out a poore liuing amongst em, and I am thankefull for it. Trust me I am not sorry: how long haue you exercizd this quality? Come Michaell-tide next, this thirteene yeare. And how does my wife profit vnder you sir? hope you to do any any good vpon her. Maister Honisuckle I am in great hope shee shall fructify: I will do my best for my part: I can do no more then another man can. Pray sir ply her, for she is capable of any thing. So far as my poore tallent can stretch, It shall not be hidden from her. Does she hold her pen well yet? She leanes somewhat too hard vppon herpen yet sir, but practise and animaduersion will breake her from that. Then she grubs her pen. Its but my paines to mend the neb agen. And where abouts is shee now maister Parenthesis? Shee was talking of you this morning, and commending you in her bed, and told me she was past hr letters. Truely sir she tooke her letters very suddenly: and is now in her Minoms. I would she were in her Crotchets too maister Parenthesis: ha-ha, I must talke merily sir. Sir so long as your mirth bee voyde of all Squirrility, tis not vnfit for your calling: I trust ere few daies bee at an end to haue her fal to her ioyning: for she has her letters ad vnguem: her A. her great B. and her great C. very right D. and E. dilicate: hir double F. of a good length, but that it straddels a little to wyde: at the G. very cunning. Her H. is full like mine: a goodly big H. But her: double LL is wel: her O. of a reasonable Size: at her p. and q. neither Marchantes Daughter, Aldermans Wife, young countrey Gentlewoman, nor Courtiers Mistris, can match her. And how herv. You sir, She fetches vp you best of al: her single you she ca fashion two or three waies: but her double you, is as I would wish it. And faith who takes it faster; my wife, or mistris Tenterhook? Oh! Your wife by ods: sheele take more in one hower, then I can fasten either vpon mistris Tenterbooke, or mistris Wafer, or Mistris Flapdragon (the Brewers wife) in three. Do not thy cheekes burne sweete chuckaby, for wee are talking of thee. No goodnesse I warrant: you haue few Cittizens speake well of their wiues behind their backs: but to their faces theie cog worse and be more suppliant, then Clyents that sue in forma paper: how does my master? troth I am a very trewant: haue you your Ruler about you maister? for look you, I go cleane awry.