Your Five Gallants (The Five Witty Gallants) · chunk 10 of 40
Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.86 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
Push, pray sir, Hark you, go too, you have lost much by unkindness, go your ways. 'sfoot. But yet there's no time past, you may redeem it. Come, I cannot miss it i'faith; beside the Gentleman that bestowed it on me, swore to me it cost him twenty nobles. Twenty nobles, pox of twenty nobles, But you must cost me more, you pretty villain, Ah you little rogue. Come come, I know you're but in jest, In jest no you shall see. No way will get it. As good give it him now, and hope for somewhat. I ru loue made iest. I did but try thy faith, how fast thou'dst hold it, Now I see a woman may venture worthy favours to thy trust, and have 'em truly kept, and I protest, had I drawn't from thee, I should near ha' loved thee, I know that. 'sfoot I was near so wronged in my life, Think you I am in jest with you, what with my love? I could find lighter subjects you shall see, And time will show, how much you injure me. The Ring were't thrice worth I freely give, For I know you will requite it. Will I live. Enough. Why this was well come off now, Where's my old Servingman? not yet returned, Oh here he peeps: now sirrah? May it please your worship— they're done artificially i'faith boy. Both the great Beakers. Both Lad. just the same size. I and the marks as just. So fall off respectively now. My Lord desires your worship of all love. His Lordship must hold me excused till morning, I'll not break company tonight, Where sup we Gallants? At mermaid. Sup there who list, I have forsworn the house. Serving. For the truth is this plot must take effect At Mitre. Faith I'm indifferent. So are we Gentlemen. Name the place master Goldstone. Why the Mitre in my mind, For neat attendance, diligent boys and, push, excels it fair. Agreed, the Mitre then: Boy, some goodness toward, the Boys whipped away. The jewel, heart the jewel. How now sir? what moved you? Nothing sir, a spice of poetry, a kind a fury, A disease runs among Scholars. Mass it made you stamp. Who, till make some stamp and stare, make a strange noise, Curse swear, beat Tire-men, and kick players boys, The effects are very fearful. Bless me from't. Oh you need not fear it sir— hell of this luck. Hark, he's at it again. Some pageant plot, or some device for the Tiltyard: Disturb him not. How can I gain her love, when I have lost her favour. What money hast about thee? Look you sir, I must be feign to pawn a fair Stone here, for ordinary expenses: a pox of my tenants, I give 'em twenty days after the quarter, and they cut out forty. Why you might take the forfeiture of their leases then.
nodes 390–453 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 40 in this edition
Length
490 words · 665 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T32 — Rings and jewels as tokenscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.861 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Puſh, pray ſir, Harke you, go too, you haue loſt much by vnkindneſſe, goe your wayes. Sfoot. But yet there's no time paſt, you may redeeme it. Come, I cannot miſſe it ifaith; beſide the Gentleman that beſtowde it on me▪ ſwore to me it coſt him twenty nobles. Twenty nobles▪ pox of twenty nobles, But you muſt coſt me more, you pritty villaine, Ah you little roague. Come come, I know y'are but in ieſt, In ieſt no you ſhall ſee. No way will get it. As good giue it him now, and hope for ſome-what. I ru loue made ieſt. I did but trye thy faith, how faſt thou'dſt hold it, Now I ſee a woman may venture worthy fauours to thy truſt, and haue 'em truly kept, and I proteſt, had I drawn't from thee, I ſhould nere ha lou'de thee, I know that. Sfoote I was nere ſo wrongd in my life, Thinke you I am in ieſt with you, what with my loue? I could finde ghter ſubiects you ſhall ſee, And time will ſhew, how much you iniure me. The Ring wer't thrice worth I freely giue, For I know you will requite it. Will I liue. Ynough. Why this was well come off now, Wheres my old Seruingman? not yet returnde, Oh heere he peepes: now ſirrah? May it pleaſe your worſhip—they're done artificiallyyfaith boy. Both the great Beakers. Both Lad. Iuſt the ſame ſize. I and the markes as iuſt. So fall off reſpectiuely now. My Lord deſires your worſhip of all loue. His Lordſhip muſt hold me excuſd till morning, Ile not breake company to night, Where ſup we Gallants? At Ma-maide. Sp there who liſt, I haue forſworne the houſe. Seruing. For the truth is this plot muſt take effect t Miter. Faith Ime indifferent. So are we Gentlemen. Name the place maiſter Goldſtone. Why the Miter in my minde, For neate attendance, diligent boyes and, puſh, excels it faire. Agreed, the Miter then: Boye, ſome goodneſſe toward, the Boyes whipt away. The Iewell, heart the Iewell. How now ſir? what mou'de you? Nothing ſir, a ſpice of poetrie, a kinde a furie, A diſeaſe runs among Schollers. Maſſe it made you ſtampe. Whoo, till make ſome ſtampe and ſtare, make a ſtrange noyſe, Curſe ſweare, beate Tire-men, and kick players boyes, The effects are very fearfull. Bleſſe me from't. Oh you need not feare it ſir—hell of this luck. Harke, hee's at it againe. Some pageant plot, or ſome deuice for the Tilt-yeard: Diſturbe him not. How can I gaine her loue, when I haue loſt her fauour. What money haſt about thee? Looke you ſir, I muſt be faine to pawne a faire Stone here, for ordinary expences: a pox of my tennants, I giue 'em twenty dayes after the quarter, and they cut out forty. Why you might take the forfeiture of their leaſes then.