Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Humor Out of Breath · chunk 23 of 28

Day, John · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the King's Revels
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 490 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

As a brewer's horse, and as long-winded; look to yourself madam, I come upon you. I am ready for you sir; O for a bulrush to run a-tilt at's nose. A fair miss i'faith. I'll mend it next course you shall see. In the corner of the left hand; udsfoot ware shins my Lord, Madam. Here. Where? Help me up Madam, O strange, cannot you get up without help? there's my glove, but come no nearer, as you love me. I do love you madam. Oh blind love. True madam; your beauty has made me blind. Indeed loves sons like spaniels are all borne blind, But they will see. Not till they be nine days old my Lord, But will you give me the fingers that hold this glove madam? And the whole body to pleasure you my Lord, but let me go a little. I will not lose you yet Lady. But you shall my Lord; hist, then keep me still. He fastens the glove to a post. Faith let go my Lord, for she grows sullen, and you had as good talk to a post, and as good answer 'twould make you. Nay but dear madam, do but answer me, may I presume, upon my knees I beg it; but to take a favour from your sweet lips? shall I? 'las I am not the first man, that love has blinded, may I presume't I would be loath to offend your mild patience so much, as with an unreverend touch: speak; if I shall reap the harvest of my honest desires, make me blessed in proposing the time when; what? not a word? are you displeased? or shall I take your silence for a consent? shall I? speak; or if modesty lock in your syllables, seal my assurance with a kiss: not? neither? shall I have neither your word nor your bond? nay then I must make bold with modesty; by this kiss madam, O my hard fortune? have I made suit to a post all this while? what block but I, would have been so senseless? my excuse is, 'twas but to make my Lady sport: and: Madam? how? Lady? madam? boy; madam, Aspero: but whist, I have the conceit, 'twas excellent in my Lady, and I applaud it, suppose my Lady and her prisoner had an intent of private business in the next room; was it not better in her to blind me, than I should as gentlemen ushers (cases so standing) have blinded myself? again, I applaud her, and adore my stars that made me rather a blind then a seeing doorkeeper: shall I interrupt them? no: madam? they have not done yet, sure they have not: what have we here? a base viol! though I cannot tickle the minikin within, i'll (though it be some what base) give them a song without, and the name of the Ditty shall be; The Gentleman Ushers Voluntary.
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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 1054–1077 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 28 in this edition
Length490 words · 659 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.741
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)
As a bruers horſe, and as long-winded; look to your ſelfe madam, I come vpon you. J am ready for you ſir; O for a bul-ruſh to run a tilt at's noſe. A fayre miſſe yfaith. Ile mend it next courſe you ſhall ſee. In the corner of the left hand; vdſfoot ware ſhins my Lord, Madam. Here. Where? Helpe me vp Madam, O ſtrange, cannot you get vp without helpe? there's my gloue, but come no neerer, as you loue me. I do loue you madam. Oh blind loue. True madam; your beauty has made me blind. Indeed loues ſonnes like ſpaniells are all borne blind, But they will ſee. Not till they be nyne daies old my Lord, But will you giue mee the fingers that hold this gloue madam? And the whole body to pleaſure you my Lord, but let me go a little. I will not looſe you yet Lady. But you ſhall my Lord; hiſt, then keepe me ſtill. He faſtens the gloue to a poſt. Faith let go my Lord, for ſhe growes ſullen, and you had as good talke to a poſt, and as good anſwer twould make you. Nay but deere madam, doe but anſwer me, may I preſume, vppon my knees I beg it; but to take a fauour from your ſweet lips? ſhall I? las I am not the firſt man, that loue has blinded, may I preſume' I would be loth to offend your milde patience ſo much, as with an vnreuerend touch: ſpeake; if I ſhall reape the harueſt of my honeſt defires, make me bleſt in propoſing the time when; what? not a word? are you diſpleaſed? or ſhall I take your ſilence for a conſent? ſhall I? ſpeake; or if modeſty locke in your ſyllables, ſeale my aſſurance with a kiſſe: not? neither? ſhall I haue neither your word nor your bond? nay then I muſt make bold with modeſty; by this kiſſe madam, O my hard fortune? haue I made ſuit to a poaſt all this while? what block but I, would haue bin ſo ſenceleſſe? my excule is, 'twas but to make my Lady ſport: and: Madam? how? Lady? madam? boy; madam, Aſpero▪ but whiſt, I haue the conceit, 'twas excellent in my Lady, and J applaudit, ſuppoſe my Lady and hir priſoner had an intent of priuate buſines in the next roome; was it not better in her to blinde me, then I ſhould as gentlemen vſhers (caſes ſo ſtanding) haue blinded my ſelfe? againe, J applaud her, and adore my ſtarres that made me rather a blind then a ſeeing dore-keeper: ſhall I interrupt them? no: madam? they haue not done yet, ſure they haue not: what haue we here? a baſe violl! though J cannot tickle the mynnikyn within, ile (though it be ſome what baſe) giue them a ſong without, and the name of the Ditty ſhall be; The Gentleman Vſhers Voluntarie.