Chapman, George · published 1611 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.76 · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
I wonder she fails, for I see her not. Why sits that fellow there trow? come let's hover hereabouts 'twill not be long ere we encounter. So, now this riddle is expounded, this bawd took me for this adventurer whom (twenty to one) she attended, to waft him into Lucretia's chamber, what a beast was I, not to apprehend this advantage, thus muffled as I am, she could not have perceived me till I had been in, And I might safely have stayed a while without endangering my lovers: 'Slight she takes me still for her first man. Come, come, gingerly for God's sake, gingerly. See Lyonell, yet she is not come, and the privy attendant is gone. I wonder what it was. I fear me some other client of hers, whom she prefers before me, come, we must not linger here too long together, we'll enter on this backside, to the emperors head, where we will stay a little, and then make the last trial of this bawd's honesty. Come Ancient, let's leave our company a little, and air ourselves in this backside.— Who goes there? A friend. The word. God save you Captain Quintiliano. shoot him Ancient, a spy, the word's the emperors head, and thither you shall go sir. Pardon me good Captain. Come, be not retrograde to our desires. I attend a friend of mine. thoust attended him already, I am witness to't, deny't and he dare, whatsoe'er he be, and he shall attend thee another while, and he will: thouart as good a man as he, and he be the Duke himself, for a Clarissimo; entertain him Ancient, bid the Clarissimo, welcome, I'll call a drawer, and we'll have some wine in this Arbour. You're very welcome signor Clarissimo, desire you more acquaintance sir. My name is Leonoro sir, & indeed I scarce know you. No sir, and you know me, you must know as much as I know, for Scientia and Scientificus is all one; but that's all one, in truth sir, you shall not spend a penny here, I had money, I thank God even now, and peradventure shall have again ere we part, I have sent to a friend of mine. Here honourable Clarissimo, I drink to thee. Thank you good Captain. 'Sfoot, winesucker, what have you filled us here, balderdash? taste Leonoro. methinks 'tis sack. Let us taste sir, 'tis claret, but it has been fetch't again with Aqua vitae. 'Slight methinks t'as taken salt water, who drew this wine you rogue? My fellow Sam. it sir, the wine's a good neat wine, but you love a pleasanter grape, I'll fit your palate sir. Is this thy boy Leonoro? For fault of a better sir. Afore heaven 'tis a sweet faced child, methinks he should show well in woman's attire: and he took her by the lily white hand, and he laid her upon a bed. I'll help thee to three crowns a week for him, and she can act well. hast ever practised my pretty Ganymede? No, nor never mean sir.
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Length
511 words · 719 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.758 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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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)
I wonder she fayles, for I see her not. Why sits that fellow there troe? come let's houer here abouts 'twill not be long er'e we encounter. So, now this riddle is expounded, this baud tooke me for this aduenturer whom (twentie to one) she attended, to waft him into Lucretias chamber, what a beast was I, not to apprehend this aduantage, thus muffled as I am, she could not haue perceiued mee till I had been in, And I might safely haue staid a while without endangering my louers: S'light she takes me still for her first man. Come, come, gingerly for Gods sake, gingerly. SE Lyonell, yet she is not come, and the priuy attedant is gone. I wonder what it was. I eare me some other clyent of hers, whom she prferes before me, come, we must not linger here too long together, wee'll enter on this backside, to the Emperours head, where we will stay a little, and then make the last triall of this bauds honesty. Come Acient, lets leaue our company a little, and ayre our selues in this backside.— Who goes there? A friend. The word. God saue you Captaine Quintiliano. Shote him Ancient, a spie, the word's the Emperours head, and thither you shall go sir. Pardon me good Captaine. Come, be not retrograde to our desires. I attend a friend of mine. Th'ast attended him already, I am witnesse too't, deni't and he dare, whatsoe're he bee, and he shall attend thee another while, and he will: Th'art as good a man as he, and he be the Duke himselfe, for a Clarissimo; entertaine him Ancient, bid the Clarissimo, welcome, Ile call a drawer, and wee'll haue some wine in this Arbor. Y'are very welcome Signior Clarissimo, desire you more acquaintance sir. My name is Leonoro sir, & indeed I scarce know you. No sir, and you know me, you must know as much as I know, for Scientia and Scientificus is all one; but that's all one, in truth sir, you shall not spend a penny here, I had money, I thanke God euen now, and peraduenture shall haue againe e're we part, I haue sent to a friend of mine. Here honourable Clarissimo, I drinke to thee. Thanke you good Captaine. S'fut, winesucker, what haue you fild vs heere, baldredash? taste Leonoro. Me thinks 'tis sacke. Let vs taste sir, 'tis claret, but it has beene fetch't againe with Aqua vitae. S'light me thinks t'as taken salt water, who drew this wine you rogue? My fellow Sam drew it sir, the wine's a good neat wine, but you loue a pleasanter grape, I'le fit your pallate sir. Is this thy boy Leonoro? For fault of a better sir. Afore heauen 'tis a sweete fac't child, me thinks he should show well in womans attire: and hee tooke her by the lilly white hand, and he laid her vpon a bed. Ile helpe thee to three crownes a weeke for him, and she can act well. Ha'st euer practis'd my pretty Ganimede? No, nor neuer meane sir.