Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Trick to Catch the Old One · chunk 25 of 36

Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals)
comedy · Children of Paul's (second) · before the Court
unassigned nearest T45 Widows, wooing and remarriage · 500 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T45: widow, widows, hoord, master, gentlemen, wife, randalls, wit, mistress, married.

With all our hearts, and we shall joy to see your enemy so mocked: He laughed at me, gentlemen, ha, ha, ha: He has no conscience, faith would laugh at them, they laugh at one another? Who then can be so cruel, troth, not I, I rather pity now, then ought envy, I do conceive such joy in mine own happiness, I have no leisure yet, to laugh at their follies. Thou soul of my estate I kiss thee, I miss life's Comfort when I miss thee. Oh never will we part again, until I leave the Sight of men, We'll near trust conscience of our kin, Since Cozenage brings that title in. I'll wait these 7. hours but I'll see him caught, Faith so will I. Hang him prodigal, he's stripped of the Widow. A my Troth she's the wiser, she has made the happier choice, and I wonder of what Stuff those widows hearts are made of, that will marry unfledged Boys, before comely thrumb-chinned Gentlemen. News, news news, What boy? The Rioter is caught. So, so, so, so, it warms me at the heart, I love a life to see Dogs upon men; oh here he comes. My last joy was so great it took away the sense of all future afflictions, what a day is here o'ercast? how soon a black tempest rises? Oh we may speak with you now sir, what's become of your rich widow, I think you may cast your cap at the widow, may you not sir. He a rich widow? who a prodigal, a daily Rioter, and a nightly vomiter, he a widow of account? he a hole i'th' counter. You do well my masters, to tyrannize over misery to afflict the afflicted, 'tis a custom you have here amongst you, I would wish you never leave it and I hope you'll do as I bid you Come, come sir, what say you extempore now to your bill of a hundred pound: a sweet debt, for frotting your doublets. Here's mine of forty, Here's mine of fifty. Pray sirs, you'll give me Breath. No sir, we'll keep you out of breath still, than we shall be sure you will not run away from us. Will you but hear me speak? You shall pardon us for that sir, we know you have too fair a tongue of your own, you overcame us to lately, a shame take you, we are like to lose all that for want of witnesses, we dealt in policy then, always when we strive to be most politic we prove most coxcombs, Non plus vltra. I perceive by us, were not ordained to thrive by wisdom, and therefore we must be content to be Tradesmen. Give me but reasonable time, and I protest I'll make you ample Satisfaction. Do you talk of Reasonable time to us? 'tis true, beasts know no reasonable time, we must have either money or carcase. Alas what good will my carcase do you?
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA Trick to Catch the Old One
AuthorMiddleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1608
First performance / composition (Annals)1605
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1604-1606]
Company (BritDrama)Children of Paul's (second)
Theaterbefore the Court;Blackfriars;Paul's;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 614 · TCP A07511 · DEEP 506
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 819–854 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 25 of 36 in this edition
Length500 words · 659 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T45 — Widows, wooing and remarriage at 0.821
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)
Withall our hearts, and wee ſhall ioye to ſee your enimy ſo mockt: He laught at me, gentlemen, ha, ha, ha: Hee has no conſcience, faith would laugh at them, they laugh at one another? Who then can be ſo cruell, troth, not I, I rather pitty now, then ought enuie, I do conceiue ſuch ioye in mine owne happineſſe, I haue no leyſure yet, to laugh at their follies. Thou ſoule of my eſtate I kiſſe thee, I miſſe lifes Comfort when I miſſe thee. Oh neuer will we part agen, Ʋntill I leaue the Sight of men, We'le nere truſt conſcience of our kin, Since Cooſenage brings that title in. Ile wayte theſe 7. howers but Ile ſee him caught, Faith ſo will I. Hang him prodigall, he's ſtript of the Widdow. A my Troth ſhees the wiſer, ſhe has made the happier choyſe, and I wonder of what Stuffe thoſe widdowes hearts are made of, that wil marry vnfledgd Boies, before comely thrumbchind Gentlemen. Newes, newes newes, What boye? The Rioter is caught. So, ſo, ſo, ſo, it warmes me at the heart, I loue a life to ſee Dogs vpon men; oh here hee comes. My laſt ioy was ſo great it tooke away the ſence of all future afflictions, what a day is here orecaſt? how ſoone a black tempeſt riſes? Oh wee may ſpeake with you now ſir, whats become of your rich widdow, I thinke you may caſt your cap at the widdow, may you not ſir. He a rich widdow? who a prodigall, a dayly Rioter, and a nightly vomiter, he a widow of account? he a hole ith counter. You do well my maiſters, to tiranize ouer miſery to afflect the afflcted, tis a cuſtome you haue here amongſt you, I would wiſh you neuer leaue it and I hope youle do as I bid you Come, come ſir, what ſay you extempore now to your bill of a hundred pound: a ſweet debt, for froating your doublets. Here's mine of forty, Here's mine of fifty. Pray ſirs▪ youle giue me Breath. No ſir, wel'e keepe you out of breath ſtill, then we ſhall be ſure you will not run away from vs. Will you but here me ſpeake? You ſhall pardon vs for that ſir, we know you haue too faire a tong of your owne, you ouer-came vs to lately, a ſhame take you, we are like to looſe all that for want of witneſſes, wee dealt in policy then, alwaies when we ſtriue to bee moſt politique we proue moſt cocſkcombs, Non plus vltra. I perceiue by vs, were not ordaynde to thriue by wiſdome, and therefore wee muſt be content to be Tradeſ-men. Giue me but reaſonable time, and I proteſt Ile make you ample Satiſfaction. Do you talke of Reaſonable time to vs? Tis true, beaſts know no reaſonable time, Wee muſt haue either mony or carcaſſe. Alaſſe what good will my carcaſſe do you?