Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Humor Out of Breath · chunk 18 of 28

Day, John · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the King's Revels
unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 486 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.

I kiss the book. Boy, run to the master of my gondola, and will him attend me after supper at the garden stairs, I mean to take the evening air, tell him. It shall be done madam. Nay if I say the word, it shall be done Aspero. Look to yourself my Lord, I lay my life, my Lady means to steal you away tonight. Away? i'll call Hortensio, i'll not be accessary to your felony madam. The fool comes without calling. You shall know him by these signs. Good figure, very good figure, for as the house is found out by the sign, so must this traitor be scented out by the token, up with the first sign good Assistance. A proper man without a beard. How? a proper man without a beard? we shall scarce find that sign in all Venice: for the properness of a man lives altogether in the fashion of his beard, good Assistance the next. Fair spoken and well conditioned. More strange: you shall have many proper men fair-spoken, but not one amongst twenty well conditioned, but soft, this should be the house by the sign, I must pick it out of him by wit. As good say steal my Lord, what marrowbone of wit is your judgement going to pick now? I must, like a wise justice of peace, pick treason out of this fellow. Treason? ay, treason madam; know you this hand? My royal fathers: Then whilst you and your father's letters talk together, let me examine this fellow: are you a proper man without a beard? My properness sir contents me: for my beard, indeed that was bitten the last great frost, and so were a number of Justices of peace beside. 'tis rumoured about the Court that your name is Aspero. I am called Aspero. Son to the Duke of Mantua that was. The duke of Mantua's son that is. Then the Duke of Mantua has a traitor to his son, lay hands of him and to close prison with him. Can he be closer than in my custody? I do not think so madam, but your father has imposed the trust upon me. And dare not you trust me? With my head if you were my wife, but not with my profit, if you were my mother: will you along sir? With all my heart sir, see what your humour's come to now go my Lord? as willingly as a slave from the galleys: for as I shall have a stronger prison, so I shall be sure of a kinder and a wiser jailor. Do you observe how he flouts you my Lord? that I had been his keeper but one night longer: but keep him close, if he escape (though against thy will) as I am a maid, A maid against your will. Shalt pay as dear for't as thou didst for thy office.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayHumor Out of Breath
AuthorDay, John
Publication year (edition)1608
First performance / composition (Annals)1608 [1607-1608]
First performance (BritDrama)1607 [1606-1608]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the King's Revels
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 630 · TCP A19975 · DEEP 522
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 819–851 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 18 of 28 in this edition
Length486 words · 611 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T0 — Court life: dukes, favour and honour at 0.755
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)
I kiſſe the booke. Boy, run to the maſter of my Gundelo, and will him attend me after ſupper at the garden ſtaires, I meane to take the euening ayre, tell him. It ſhall be done madam. Nay if I ſay the word, it ſhall be done Aſpero▪ Look to your elfe my Lord, I lay my life, my Lady means to ſteale you away to night. Away? ile call Hortenſio, ile not be acceſſary to your fellony madam. The foole comes without calling. You ſhall know him by theſe ſignes. Good figure, very good figure, for as the houſe is found out by the ſigne, ſo muſt this traytor be ſented out by the token, vp with the firſt ſigne good Aſſiſtance. A proper man without a beard. How? a proper man without a beard? we ſhall ſcarce finde that ſigne in all Venice: for the properneſſe of a man liues altogether in the faſhion of his beard, good Aſſiſtance the next. Faire ſpoken and well conditioned. More ſtraunge: you ſhall haue many proper men fayreſpoken, but not one amongſt twenty well condicioned, but ſoft, this ſhould be the houſe by the ſigne, I muſt pick it out of him by wit. As good ſay ſteale my Lord, what mary-bone of witte is your iudgement going to pick now? I muſt, like a wiſe Iuſtice of peace, picke treaſon out of this fellow. Treaſon? I, treaſon madam; know you this hand? My roiall fathers: Then whilſt you and your fathers letters talke togither, let me examine this fellow: are you a proper man without a beard? My propernes ſir contents me: for my beard, indeed that was bitten the laſt great froſt, and ſo were a number of Juſtices of peace beſides. Tis rumourd about the Court that your name is Aſpero. I am call'd Aſpero. Sonne to the Duke of Mantua that was. The duke of Mantuaes ſonne that is. Then the Duke of Mantua has a traytor to his ſonne, lay hands of him and to cloſe priſon with him. Can he be cloſer then in my cuſtody? I do not thinke ſo madam, but your father has impoſde the truſt vpon me. And dare not you truſt mee? With my head if you were my wife, but not with my profit, if you were my mother: will you along ſi? VVith all my heart ſir, ſee what your humour's come to now go my Lord? as willingly as a ſlaue from the gallies: for as I ſhall haue a ſtronger priſon, ſo J ſhall bee ſure of a kinder and a wiſer iaylor. Do you obſerue how he flowts you my Lord? that I had bin his keeper but one night longer▪ but keepe him cloſe, if he eſcape (though againſt thy will) as I am a mayd, A maide againſt your will. Shalt pay as deere for't as thou didſt for thy office.