Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Case Is Altered · chunk 11 of 36

Jonson, Ben · published 1609 · first performed or written 1597 [1597-1598; interpolations later] (Annals)
comedy · Pembroke's Men
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 492 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.

But hark thee Rachel: say a thief should come, And miss the key, he would resolve indeed None were at home, and so break in the rather: open the door Rachel, set it open daughter; But sit in it thyself: and talk aloud, As if there were some more in house with thee: Put out the fire, kill the chimneys heart, That it may breathe no more than a dead man, The more we spare my child, the more we gain. What says my fellow Onion? come on. All of a house sir, but no fellows, you are my Lords Steward, but I pray you what think you of love, sir? Of love Onion? Why it's a very honourable humour. Nay if it be but worshipful I care not. Go to, it's honourable, check not at the conceit of the Gentleman. But in truth sir, you shall do well to think well of love: For it thinks well of you, in me, I assure you. Gramercy fellow Onion: I do think well, thou art in love, art thou? Partly sir, but I am ashamed to say wholly. Well, I will further it in thee to any honest woman, or maiden, the best I can. Why now you come near him sir, he doth vail, He doth remunerate, he doth chaw the cud in the kindness Of an honest imperfection to your worship. But who is it thou lovest fellow Onion? Mary a poor man's daughter, but none of the honestest, I hope. Why, wouldst thou not have her honest? O no, for then I am sure she would not have me. 'tis Rachel de Prie. Why, she hath the name of a very virtuous maiden. So she is sir, but the fellow talks in quiddits, he. What wouldst thou have me do in the matter? Do nothing sir, I pray you, but speak for me. In what manner? My fellow juniper can tell you sir. Why as thus sir. Your worship may commend him for a fellow fit for consanguinity, and that he shaketh with desire of procreation, or so. That were not so good, methinks. No sir, why so sir? what if you should say to her, corroborate thyself sweet soul, let me distinguish thy paps with my fingers, divine Mumps, pretty Pastorella? lookest thou so sweet and bounteous? comfort my friend here. Well I perceive you wish, I should say something may do him grace, and further his desires, and that be sure I will. I thank you sir, God save your life, I pray God sir. Your worship is too good to live long: you'll contaminate me no service. Command thou wouldest say, no good juniper. Health and wealth sir. This wench will solicit for myself, Making my Lord and master privy to it; And if he second me with his consent, I will proceed, as having long ere this, Though her a worthy choice to make my wife.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Case Is Altered
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1609
First performance / composition (Annals)1597 [1597-1598; interpolations later]
First performance (BritDrama)1597 [revised c.1600]
Company (BritDrama)Pembroke's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 663 · TCP A04638 · DEEP 541
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 476–520 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 36 in this edition
Length492 words · 651 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.803
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)
But harke thee Rachel: ſay a theefe ſhould come, And miſſe the key, he would reſoule indeede None were at home, and ſo breake in the rather: Ope the doore Rachel, ſet it open daughter; But ſit in it thy ſelfe: and talke alowd, As if there were ſome more in houſe with thee: Put out the fire, kill the chimnies hart, That it may breath no more then a dead man, The more we ſpare my child, the more we gaine. What ſayes my fellow Onion? come on. All of a houſe ſir, but no fellowes, you are my Lords Steward, but I pray you what thinke you of loue, ſir? Of loue Onion? Why it's a very honourable humor. Nay if it be but worſhipfull I care not. Go to, it's honorable, checke not at the conceit of the Gentleman. But in truth ſir, you ſhall do well to think well of loue: For it thinkes well of you, in me, I aſſure you. Gramercy fellow Onion: I do thinke well, thou art in loue, art thou? Partly ſir, but I am aſham'd to ſay wholy. Well, I will further it in thee to any honeſt woman, or maiden, the beſt I can. Why now you come neere him ſir, he doth vaile, He doth remunerate, he doth chaw the cud in the kindneſſe Of an honeſt imperfection to your worſhip. But who is it thou loueſt fellow Onion? Mary a poore mans daughter, but none of the honeſteſt, I hope. Why, wouldſt thou not haue her honeſt? O no, for then I am ſure ſhe would not haue me. T'is Rachel de Prie. Why, ſhe hath the name of a very vertuous mayden. So ſhee is ſir, but the fellow talkes in quiddits, he. What wouldſt thou haue me do in the matter? Do nothing ſir, I pray you, but ſpeake for me. In what maner? My fellow Iuniper can tell you ſir. Why as thus ſir. Your worſhip may commend him for a fellow fit for conſanguinity, and that he ſhaketh with defire of procreation, or ſo. That were not ſo good, me thinkes. No ſir, why ſo ſir? what if you ſhould ſay to her, correborate thy ſelfe ſweete ſoule, let me diſtinguiſh thy pappes with my fingers, diuine Mumps, prety Paſtorella? lookeſt thou ſo ſweet and bounteous? comfort my friend here. Well I perceiue you wiſh, I ſhould ſay ſomething may do him grace, and further his deſires, and that be ſure I will. I thanke you ſir, God ſaue your life, I pray God ſir. Your worſhip is too good to liue long: youle contaminate me no ſeruice. Command thou wouldeſt ſay, no good Iuniper. Health and wealth ſir. This wench wil ſolicite for my ſelfe, Making my Lord and maiſter priuy to it; And if he ſecond me with his conſent, I will proceede, as hauing long ere this, Though her a worthy choyce to make my wife.