Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Volpone, or The Fox · chunk 46 of 53

Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals)
comedy · King's Men
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 489 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

Nay, leave off now, they are gone. Why? who are you? What? who did send for you? o'cry you mercy, Reverend sir! good faith, I am grieved for you, That any chance of mine should thus defeat Your (I must needs say) most deserving travels: But, I protest, sir it was cast upon me, And I could, almost, wish to be without it, But, that the will o' th' dead, must be observed. marry, my joy is, that you need it not, You have a gift, sir, (thank your education) Will never let you want, while there are men, And malice, to breed causes. Would I had But half the like, for all my fortune, sir. If I have any suits (as I do hope, Things being so easy, and direct, I shall not) I will make bold with your obstreperous aid, (Conceive me) for your fee, sir. In mean time, You, that have so much law, I know ha' the conscience, Not to be covetous of what is mine. Good sir, I thank you for my plate: 'twill help To set up a young man. Good faith, you look As you were costive; best go home, and purge, sir. Bid him, eat lettuce well: my witty mischief, Let me embrace thee. O, that I could now Transform thee to a VENUS— MOSCA, go, straight, take my habit of Clarissimo; And walk the streets; be seen, torment 'em more: We must pursue, as well as plot. Who would Have lost this feast? I doubt it will lose them. O, my recovery shall recover all. That I could now but think on some disguise, To meet 'em in: and ask 'em questions. How I would vex 'em still, at every turn? Sir, I can fit you. Canst thou? Yes, I know One o' the Commandatori, sir, so like you, Him will I straight make drunk, and bring you his habit. A rare disguise, and answering thy brain! O, I will be a sharp disease unto 'em. Sir, you must look for curses— Till they burst; The Fox fares ever best, when he is cursed. AM I enough disguised? I warrant you. All my ambition is to fright him, only. If you could ship him away, 'twere excellent. To Zant, or to Aleppo? Yes, and ha' his Adventures put i' th' book of voyages, And his gulled story registered, for truth? Well, gentlemen, when I am in, a while, And that you think us warm in our discourse, Know your approaches. Trust it to our care. Save you, fair lady. Is sir POLL. within? I do not know, sir. Pray you, say unto him, Here is a merchant, upon earnest business, Desires to speak with him. I will see, sir. Pray you. I see, the family is all female, here. He says, sir, he has weighty affairs of state, That now require him whole, some other time You may possess him.
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PlayVolpone, or The Fox
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1616
First performance / composition (Annals)1606 [1605-1606]
First performance (BritDrama)1606 [1605-1606]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 606 · TCP A04632 · DEEP 5074.12
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 3083–3150 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 46 of 53 in this edition
Length489 words · 676 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.807
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)
Nay, leaue off now, they are gone. Why? who are you? VVhat? who did send for you? O'cry you mercy, Reuerend sir! good faith, I am greeu'd for you, That any chance of mine should thus defeate Your (I must needs say) most deseruing trauels: But, I protest, sir it was cast vpon me, And I could, almost, wish to be without it, But, that the will o' th' dead, must be obseru'd. Mary, my ioy is, that you need it not, You haue a gift, sir, (thanke your education) VVill neuer let you want, while there are men, And malice, to breed causes. VVould I had But halfe the like, for all my fortune, sir. If I haue any suites (as I doe hope, Things being so easie, and direct, I shall not) I wil make bold with your obstreperous aide, (Conceiue me) for your fee, sir. In meane time, You, that haue so much law, I know ha' the conscience, Not to be couetous of what is mine. Good sir, I thanke you for my plate: 'twill helpe To set vp a yong man. Good faith, you looke As you were cosiue; best go home, and purge, sir. Bid him, eat lettuce well: my wittie mischiefe, Let me embrace thee. O, that I could now Transforme thee to a VENVS— MOSCA, goe, Streight, take my habit of Clarissimo; And walke the streets; be seene, torment 'hem more: We must pursew, as well as plot. Who would Haue lost this feast? I doubt it will loose them. O, my recouery shall recouer all. That I could now but thinke on some disguise, To meet 'hem in: and aske 'hem questions. How I would vexe 'hem still, at euery turne? Sir, I can fit you. Canst thou? Yes, I know One o' the Commandatori, sir, so like you, Him will I streight make drunke, and bring you his habit. A rare disguise, and answering thy braine! O, I will be a sharpe disease vnto 'hem. Sir, you must looke for curses— Till they burst; The Foxe fares euer best, when he is curst. AM I enough disguis'd? I warrant you. All my ambition is to fright him, onely. If you could ship him away, 'twere excellent. To Zant, or to Alepo? Yes, and ha' his Aduentures put i' th' booke of voyages, And his guld story registred, for truth? Well, gentlemen, when I am in, a while, And that you thinke vs warme in our discourse, Know your approaches. Trust it to our care. Saue you, faire lady. Is sir POLL. within? I do not know, sir. 'Pray you, say vnto him, Here is a merchant, vpon earnest businesse, Desires to speake with him. I will see, sir. 'Pray you. I see, the family is all female, here. He sai's, sir, he has waighty affaires of state, That now require him whole, some other time You may possesse him.