Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

May Day · chunk 10 of 45

Chapman, George · published 1611 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 491 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

I protest, I never changed three words with him in my life; he hath once or twice wooed my father for me, but never me. Why that's the reason thou lov'st him not, because thou tak'st in none of his valiant breath to inflame thee, nor vouchsaf'st his knowledge; I'll tell thee what he is, an old sapless trunk, fit to make touchwood of hollow, and bald like a blasted Oak, on whose top Ravens sit and croak the portents of funerals; one that 'noints his nose with clowced cream, and Pomatum. His breath smells like the butt end of a shoemakers horn. A leprous scaly hide like an Elephant. The son of a Sowgelder, that came to town (as I have heard thy father himself say) in a tottered russet coat, high shoes, and yet his hose torn above'em; A long pikestaff in his neck (and a tord in his teeth) and a wallet on his right shoulder, and now the cullion hath with Noverint universi eaten up some hundred Gentlemen: he must needs rise a Gentleman as 'twere out of their Ashes, or disparaged a Gentlewoman, to make himself a Gentleman, at least by the wives side. The worse my fortune to be entangled with such a winding bramble. Entangled? Nay if I thought 'twould ever come to that, I'd hire some shagrag or other for half a chicken to cut's throat, only to save thy hands from doing it; for I know thou wouldst poison him within one month; love thee he will never, and that must be thy happiness: for if he do, look to be cooped up like a prisoner, condemned to execution, scarce suffered to take the air, so much as at a window, or waited on continually by an old beldame: not to keep thee company, but to keep thee from company: thy pocket searched, thy cabinets ransacked for letters: ever in opposition, unless (like the Moon) once a month in conjunction; wealth thou mayst have indeed, but enjoy it as in a dream, for when thou wakest thou shalt find nothing in thy hand; and (to keep my tale in goodness) see how all the ill that can be spoken of him is expressed in his presence. O ugly, and monstrous spectacle. Now tell me whether thou wouldst make choice of him or a young gallant in prime of his choiceness; one that for birth, person, and good parts, might meritoriously marry a Countess; and one to whom his soul is not so dear as thyself. For all the world such another as he that comes here now: mark him well, see whether Gasparo and he be not a little different. How now? 'sounds Aurelio? stay beast, wilt thou make such a blessed opportunity curse thee? I'll fetch her out to thee. Wretch that I am, how she loathes me? if I abide her, I shall consume in the lightnings of her anger.
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayMay Day
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1611
First performance / composition (Annals)1602 [1601-1602]
First performance (BritDrama)1604 [1601-1608]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 695 · TCP A18415 · DEEP 573
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 189–195 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 10 of 45 in this edition
Length491 words · 655 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.737
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 protest, I neuer chang'd three words with him in my life; he hath once or twice woo'de my father for me, but neuer me. Why thats the reason thou lou'st him not, because thou tak'st in none of his valiant breath to enflame thee, nor vouchsaf'st his knowledge; Ile tell thee what he is, an old saplesse trunke, fit to make touch-wood of hollow, and bald like a blasted Oke, on whose top Rauens sit and croke the portents of funerals; one that noints his nose with clowed creame, and Pomatum. His breath smels like the butt end of a shoo-makers horne. A leprous scaly hide like an Elephant. The sonne of a Sow-gelder, that came to towne (as I haue heard thy father himselfe say) in a tottred uffer cote, high shooes, and yet his hose torne aboue'em; A long pike-staffe in his necke (and a tord in his teeth) and a waet on his right shoulder, and now the cullion hath with Nouerint vniuersi eaten vp some hundred Gentlemen: he must needs rise a Gentleman as 'twere out of their Ashes, or disparage a Gentlewoman, to make himselfe a Gentleman, at least by the wiues side. The wurse my fortune to be entangled with such a winding bramble. Entangl'd? Nay if I thought twould euer come to that, I'de hire some shag-ragge or other for halfe a chickeene to cut's throat, only to saue thy hands from doing it; for I know thou wouldst poison him within one moneth; loue thee he will neuer, and that must be thy happinesse: for if he doe, looke to be coop't vp like a prisoner, condemn'd to execution, scarce suffred to take the aire, so much as at a window, or waited on continually by an old beldame: not to keepe thee company, but to keepe thee from company: thy pocket searcht, thy cabinets ransackt for letters: euer in opposition, vnlesse (like the Moone) once a Moneth in coniunction; wealth thou maist haue indeede, but enioy it as in a dreame, for when thou wak'st thou shalt finde nothing in thy hand; and (to keepe my tale in goodnesse) see how all the ill that can be spoken of him is exprest in his presence. O ougly, and monstrous spectacle. Now tell me whether thou wouldst make choice of him or a yong gallant in prime of his choicenesse; one that for birth, person, and good parts, might mritoriously marry a Countesse; and one to whom his soule is not so deere as thy selfe. For all the world such another as he that comes here now: marke him well, see whether Gasparo and he be not a little different. How now? Sownds Aurelio? stay beast, wilt thou make such a blest opportunity curse thee? Ile fetch her out to thee. Wretch that I am, how shee lothes me? if I abide her, I shall consume in the lightnings of her anger.