Barry, Lording · published 1611 · first performed or written 1608 [1608-1610(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.79 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
A Gentleman of sort, why what care I: A woman of her fashion shall find More kindness at a lusty sergeant's hand Then ten of your Gentlemen of sort. Sir use her well, she's wife to Master Throat: I'll use her sir as if she were my wife, Would you have any more. Drink upon that Whilst we go fetch her bail. Dash, fellow Dash, With all the speed thou hast run for our Master, Make haste lest he be gone before thou comest, To Lady Somerfield's: I'll fetch another, She shall have bail. And a firking writ Of false imprisonment, she shall be sure Of twelvepence damage, and five and twenty pound For suits in law: I'll go fetch my Master. And I another: Drawer leave the Room Here Mistress a health: Let it come sweet Rogue. ay, say you so: then must I have an eye, These sergeants feed on very good reversions, On Capons, Teals, and sometimes on a Woodcock Hot from the shrieves own table, the knaves feed well Which makes them horrid lechers. This health is pledged And honest sergeant how does master Gripe The keeper of the Counter, I do protest I found him always favourable to me, A is an honest man, has often stood to me, And been my friend and let me go a trust For victual when a denied it knights: but come, Let's pay and then begone, th'arrest you know Was but a trick to get from nimble Dash My husband's man: True but I have an action At sure of Mistress, Sell-smock, your quandam Bawd, The sum is eight good pound, for six weeks board, And five weeks loan for a red Tafata gown Bound with a silver lace: I do protest, By all the honesty twixt thee and me, I got her in that gown in six weeks space four pound and fourteen pence given by a clerk Of an Inn of Chancery, that night I came Out of her house, and does the filthy jade Send to me for money? but honest Sergeant, Let me go, and say thou didst not see me, I'll do thee as great a pleasure shortly. Shall we embrace tonight. With all my heart. Sit on my knee and kiss, What news boy? why stand you sentinel? Do but conceal yourself, and we shall catch My Sergeant napping. Shall maids be here deflowered, Now kiss again. Now, now. Deflower virgins, rogue? avant ye slave, Are maids fit subjects for a sergeant's mace. So now are we once more free: there's for the wine. Now to our rendezvous: three pounds in gold These stops contain; we'll quaff in Venice glasses, And swear some Lawyers are but silly Asses. Is the coast clear, are these combustions ceased, And may we drink Canary sack in peace? Shall we have no attendance here you rogues, Where be these rascals that skip up and down, Faster than Virginal jacks? drawers. Sir.
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Length
495 words · 649 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.794 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
A Gentleman of sort, why what care I: A woman of her fashion shall find More kindnesse at a lusty Sargeants hand Then ten of your Gentlemen of sort. Sir vse her well, shee's wife to Maister Throte: Ile vse her sir as if she were my wife, Would you haue any more. Drinke vppon that Whil'st wee go fetch her bayle. Dash, fellow Dash, With all the speed thou hast runne for our Maister, Make hast least hee be gone before thou comest, To Ladie Somerfields: Ile fetch another, She shall haue baile. And a firking writte Of false imprisonment, she shall be sure Of twelue-pence damage, and fiue and twenty pound For sutes in law: Ile goe fetch my Maister. And I another: Drawer leaue the Roome Heere Mistris a health: Let it come sweet Rogue. I, say you soe: then must I haue an eye, These Sargeants feede on very good reuersions, On Capons, Teales, and sometimes on a Wodcock Hot from the shrieues owne table, the knaues feed well Which makes them horrid letchers. This health is pledgd And honest Sargeant how does maister Gripe The keeper of the Counter, I do protest I found him alwayes fauorable to mee, A is an honest man, has often stood to me, And beene my friend and let me goe a trust For victuall when a denied it knights: but come, Lets pay and then begon, th'arrest you know Was but a trick to get from nimble Dash My husbands man: True but I haue an action At sure of Mistrisse, Sel-smocke, your quandam Baude, The summe is eyght good pound, for six weekes board, And fiue weekes loane for a red Tafata gowne Bound with a siluer lace: I doe protest, By all the honesty twixt thee and mee, I got her in that gowne in sixe weekes space Foure pound and foureteene pence giuen by a Clarke Of an Inne of Chancerie, that night I came Out of her house, and does the filthy Iade Send to me for money? but honest Sergeant, Let me go, and say thou didst not see me, Ile doe thee as great a pleasure shortly. Shall we imbrace to night. With all my heart. Sit on my knee and kisse, What news boy? why stand you Centinell? Do but conceale your selfe, and we shall catch My Sergeant napping. Shall maides be heere deflowred, Now kisse againe. Now, now. Deflower virgins, rogue? auant ye slaue, Are maides fit subiects for a Sargeants mace. So now are we once more free: ther's for the wine. Now to our Randeuow: three pounds in gold These stops containe; weele quaffe in Venice glasses, And sweare some Lawyers are but silly Asses. Is the coast cleare, are these combustions ceast, And may we drinke Canary sack in peace? Shall we haue no attendance heere you rogues, Where be these raskals that skip vp and downe, Faster then Virginall iacks? drawers. Sir.