Barry, Lording · published 1611 · first performed or written 1608 [1608-1610(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.88 · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
On whom wait you sir rogue? Faith Captain I attend a conventicle of Players. How players, what is there ere a Cuckold among them? Ioue defend else, it stands with policy, That one should be a notorious Cuckold, If it be but for the better keeping The rest of his company together. When did you see sir Theophrastus' Slop, The City dog-master? Not today sir. What have you for my supper. Nothing ready Unless you please to stay the dressing Captain, zounds stay the dressing; you damned rogue, What shall I wait upon your greasy cook, And wait his leisure, go down stairs rogue, Now all her other customers be served, Ask if your Mistress have a snip of Mutton Yet left for me. Yes sir. And goodman rogue See what good thing your Kitchenmaid has left For me to work upon, my barrow-gutlings grumble And would have food: Say now the vintner's wife Should bring me up a Pheasant, Partridge, Quail, A pleasant banquet, and extremely love me, Desire me to eat, kiss, and protest, I should pay nothing for it, say she should drink herself three quarters drunk, to win my love, Then give me a chain, worth some three score pounds, Say 'twere worth but forty, say but twenty, For Citizens do seldom in their wooing, Give above twenty pounds: say then 'tis twenty, I'll go sell some fifteen pounds worth of the chain, To buy some clothes, and shift my lousy linen, And wear the rest as a perpetual favour, About my arm in fashion of a Bracelet, Say then her husband should grow jealous, I'd make him drunk, and then I'll Cuckold him, But then a vintner's wife, some Rogues will say, Which sits at Bar for the receipt of custom, That smells of chippings and of broken fish, Is love to Captain Face, which to prevent, I'll never come but when her best stitched hat, Her bugle gown and best wrought smock is on, Then does she neither smell of bread, of meat, Or droppings of the tap, it shall be so. Now leave us boy; bless you Captain Face. I'll have no Music? Foot dost take us for fiddlers Then turn straight, Drawer run down the stars, And thank the Gods a gave me that great patience Not to strike you. Your patience sir is great, For you dare seldom strike. Sirrah they say, You needs will wed the widow Taffeta, Nolens volens. Do not urge my patience, Awake not fury, new raked up in embers, I give you leave to live. Men say you'ave tricks, You're an admirable Ape, and you can do More feats than three Baboons, we must have some. My patience yet is great, I say be gone, My tricks are dangerous. That's nothing, I have brought you furniture, come get up Up upon this table, do your feats, Or I will whip you to them, do not I know You are a lousy knave.
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Length
496 words · 660 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.882 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
On whom waite you sir rogue? Faith Captaine I attend a conuenticle of Players. How players, what is there ere a Cuckold among them? Ioue defend else, it stands with pollicie, That one should be a notorious Cuckold, If it be but for the better keeping The rest of his company together. When did you see sir Theophrastus Slop, The Citty Dog-maister? Not to day sir. What haue you for my supper. Nothing ready Vnlesse you please to stay the dressing Captaine, Zownes stay the dressing; you damned rogue, What shall I waite vpon your greasie cooke, And waite his leisure, goe downe staires roague, Now all her other customers be seru'd, Aske if your Mistresse haue a snip of Mutton Yet left for me. Yes sir. And good-man roague See what good thing your Kitchin-maide has left For me to worke vpon, my barrow-gutlings grumble And would haue food: Say now the Vintners wife Should bring me vp a Pheasant, Partridge, Quaile, A pleasant banquet, and extreamly loue me, Desire me to eate, kisse, and protest, I should pay nothing for it, say she should drinke Her selfe three quarters drunke, to winne my loue, Then giue me a chaine, worth some three score pounds, Say twere worth but forty, say but twenty, For Cittizens do sildome in their wooing, Giue aboue twenty pounds: say then 'tis twenty, Ile goe sell some fifteeene pounds worth of the chaine, To buy some clothes, and shift my lowsie linnen, And weare the rest as a perpetuall fauour, About my arme in fashion of a Bracelet, Say then her husband should grow iealious, Ide make him drunke, and then Ile Cuckold him, But then a Vintners wife, some Rogues will say, Which sits at Barre for the receit of custome, That smels of chippings and of broken fish, Is loue to Captaine Face, which to preuent, Ile neuer come but when her best stitcht hat, Her Bowgle gowne and best wrought smock is on, Then does she neither smell of bread, of meate, Or drappings of the tap, it shall be so. Now leaue vs boy; blesse you Captaine Face. Ile haue no Musick? Foot doost take vs for fidlers Then turne straight, Drawer runne downe the stares, And thanke the Gods a gaue me that great patience Not to strike you. Your patience sir is great, For you dare sildome strike. Sirra they say, You needs will wed the widdow Taffata, Nolens volens. Doe not vrge my patience, Awake not furie, new rakt vp in embers, I giue you leaue to liue. Men say y'aue tricks, Y'are an admirable Ape, and you can doe More feates then three Babounes, we must haue some. My patience yet is great, I say be gone, My tricks are dangerous. That's nothing, I haue brought you furniture, come get vp Vp vpon this table, doe your feates, Or I will whip you to them, doe not I know You are a lowsie knaue.