Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Roaring Girl, or Moll Cutpurse · chunk 9 of 47

Dekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas · published 1611 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals)
comedy · Prince Henry's Men · Fortune
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 494 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.

Why 'tis but for want of opportunity thou know'st; I put her off with opportunity still: by this light I hate her, but for means to keep me in fashion with gallants; for what I take from her, I spend upon other wenches, bear her in hand still; she has wit enough to rob her husband, and I ways enough to consume the money: why how now? what the chincough? Thou hast the cowardliest trick to come before a man's face and strangle him ere he be aware, I could find in my heart to make a quarrel in earnest. Pox and thou dost, thou know'st I never use to fight with my friends, thou'lt but lose thy labour in't. Jack Dapper! monsieur Dapper, I dive down to your ankles. Save ye gentlemen all three in a peculiar salute. He were ill to make a lawyer, he dispatches three at once. So well said: but is this of the same Tobacco mistress Gallipot? The same you had at first sir. I wish it no better: this will serve to drink at my chamber. Shall we taste a pipe on't? Not of this by my troth Gentlemen, I have sworn before you. What not Jack dapper. Pardon me sweet Jack, I'm sorry I made such a rash oath, but foolish oaths must stand: where art going Jack. Faith to buy one feather. One feather, the fool's peculiar still. Gul. Master. here's three halfpence for your ordinary, boy, meet me an hour hence in Paul's. How three single halfpence; life, this will scarce serve a man in sauce, a halporth of mustard, a halporth of oil, and a halporth of vinegar, what's left then for the pickle herring: this shows like final beer i'th' morning after a great surfeit of wine o'er night, he could spend his three pound last night in a supper amongst girls and brave bawdy-house boys, I thought his pockets cackled not for nothing, these are the eggs of three pound, I'll go sup'em up presently. Fight, nine, ten Angles, good wench i'faith, and one that loves darkness well, she puts out a candle with the best tricks of any drugster's wife in England: but that which mads her I rail upon opportunity still, and take no notice on't. The other night she would needs lead me into a room with a candle in her hand to show me a naked picture, where no sooner entered but the candle was sent of an arrant: now I not intending to understand her, but like a puny at the Inns of venery, called for another light innocently, thus reward I all her cunning with simple mistaking. I know she cozens her husband to keep me, and I'll keep her honest, as long as I can, to make the poor man some part of amends, an honest mind of a whoremaster, how think you amongst you, what a fresh pipe, draw in a third man.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Roaring Girl, or Moll Cutpurse
AuthorDekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1611
First performance / composition (Annals)1611
First performance (BritDrama)1611 [probably in spring]
Company (BritDrama)Prince Henry's Men
TheaterFortune;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 696 · TCP A07524 · DEEP 574
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 459–478 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 9 of 47 in this edition
Length494 words · 650 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.809
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)
Why 'tis but for want of opportunitie thou know'st; I put her off with opportunitie still: by this light I hate her, but for meanes to keepe me in fashion with gallants; for what I take from her, I spend vpon other wenches, beare her in hand still; shee has wit enough to rob her husband, and I waies enough to consume the money: why how now? what the chin-cough? Thou hast the cowardliest tricke to come before a mans face and strangle him ere hee be aware, I could find in my heart to make a quarrell in earnest. Poxe and thou do'st, thou know'st I neuer vse to fight with my friends, thou'l but loose thy labour in't. Iacke Dapper! Mounsier Dapper, I diue downe to your anckles. Saue ye gentlemen all three in a peculiar salute. He were ill to make a lawyer, hee dispatches three at once. So wel said: but is this of the same Tobacco mistresse Gallipot? The same you had at first sir. I wish it no better: this will serue to drinke at my chamber. Shall we taste a pipe on't? Not of this by my troth Gentlemen, I haue sworne before you. What not Iacke dapper. Pardon me sweet Iacke, I'me sorry I made such a rash oath, but foolish oathes must stand: where art going Iacke. Faith to buy one fether. One fether, the foole's peculiar still. Gul. Maister. Heer's three halfepence for your ordinary, boy, meete me an howre hence in Powles. How three single halfepence; life, this will scarce serue a man in sauce, a halporth of mustard, a halporth of oyle, and a halporth of viniger, whats left then for the pickle herring: this showes like finall beere ith morning after a great surfet of wine ore night, hee could spend his three pound last night in a supper amongst girles and braue baudy-house boyes, I thought his pockets cackeld not for nothing, these are the egs of three pound, Ile go sup'em vp presently. Fight, nine, ten Angles, good wench ifaith, and one that loues darkenesse well, she puts out a candle with the best tricks of any drugsters wife in England: but that which mads her I raile vpon oportunity still, and take no notice on't. The other night she would needs lead me into a roome with a candle in her hand to show me a naked picture, where no sooner entred but the candle was sent of an arrant: now I not intending to vnderstand her, but like a puny at the Innes of venery, cal'd for another light innocently, thus reward I all her cunning with simple mistaking. I know she cosens her husband to keepe me, and Ile keepe her honest, as long as I can, to make the poore man some part of amends, an honest minde of a whooremaister, how thinke you amongst you, what a fresh pipe, draw in a third man.