A Christian Turned Turk (The Two Famous Pirates) · chunk 24 of 38
Daborne, Robert · published 1612 · first performed or written 1610 [1609-1612] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds typicality 0.78 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
It's he who in this dead of night calls on my name. Thy friend, thy understanding friend, with the ladder of ropes, here make them sure above, leave me to the lower parts. I hope you mean no wrong sir to me. I'll do thee as much right as can be done to one of thy sex, hast made it fast? You may adventure sir. He that will not adventure for such a piece of flesh, were worthy to feed upon dumplings all days on's life, nay I will venture, thou warden of the horned livery, omnipotent Vulcan, now set my shafts but right, I'll make one freeman more ere it be light. There's no remedy, that which makes weighting-women punks, and Captains panders, that causeth decayed Gentlemen become solicitors, and bankrupt Citizens sergeants, that makes us thieves, necessity, that which hath no law on's side. We shall have as little conscience anon in robbery. ay, should we rob hospitals, our betters have made that a monopoly, but to steal from a rich Iew it is no more sin than to unload a weary Ass. By hook or crook you will have it. We were bred in a country that had the charity to whip begging out of us, when we were young, and for starving, manhood denies it, you know what must necessarily follow. Nay make your conclusion. Press her in a dumb show, hereabouts should be the house, great windows and a little wicket, noble manlike, what's here a ladder of ropes, 'Sfoot we are prevented, S. Nicolas clerk are stepped up before us. Were they ten justices clerk we would share with 'em. There Masters would prevent us for that, yet since our case is desperate, we will put in with 'em. Softly for waking the maids. S'hart, thou art the son of a lapland-witch sure, this is the Maid's chamber, one of them is in a dream, she fetcheth her wind short I am sure How long thou art poking at it, what is't man? Some light commodity or other. A woman's lower part, it is altogether in fashion for them to be light about the bum indeed. I have the male part to't, the doublet, your women will have it ever in request to have the man's part uppermost. S'hart, a French slop, these are none of the Jews trousers, and they should be no gallants, for he hath money in his purse. I marry fir, this fellow had good ware about him indeed, upon my life we are little better than bawds, get money by other's Venery, this Iew is a Fire, fire, fire. Water, water, water Fire, fire, fire, the slaves lie on straw-beds, and yet this cry will take no hold on 'em, fire, fire, fire. Flames and brimstone, I am in hell, Zounds my breeches, the ladder, this Iew hath found us out and fired the house. Dear sir contain yourself.
nodes 1241–1269 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 38 in this edition
Length
490 words · 649 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T47 — Knaves, thieves and bawdscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.782 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T46 · seed 44: T41 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
It's hee who in this dead of night cals on my name. Thy friend, thy vnderstanding friend, with the ladder of ropes, heere make them sure aboue, leaue mee to the lower parts. I hope you meane no wrong sir to me. I'le do thee as much right as can be done to one of thy sex, hast made it fast? You may aduenture sir. He that will not aduenture for such a peece of flesh, were worthy to feed vpon dumplins all daies on's life, nay I will venture, thou warden of the horned liuery, omnipotent Vnlcan, now set my shafts but right, I'le make one freeman more ere it be light. There's no remedy, that which makes waighting-women puncks, and Captaines panders, that causeth decaied Gentlemen become solicitors, and bankeroupt Citizens Serieants, that makes vs theeues, necessity, that which hath no lawe on's side. We shal haue as little conscience anon in robbery. I, should we rob hospitals, our betters haue made that a monoply, but to steale from a rich Iew it is no more sin then to vnload a weary Asse. By hooke or crooke you will haue it. We were bred in a country that had the charity to whip begging out of vs, when we were yong, and for staruing, manhood denies it, you know what must necessarily follow. Nay make your conclusion. Presse her in a dumbe shew, heere abouts should be the house, great windowes and a little wicket, noble manlike, what's heere a ladder of ropes, S'foot we are preuented, S. Nicolas Clearkes are stept vp before vs. Were they ten iustices Clearkes wee would share with 'em. There Maisters would preuent vs for that, yet since our case is desperate, we will put in with 'em. Softly for waking the maids. S'hart, thou art the sonne of a lapland-witch sure, this is the maids chamber, one of them is in a dreame, she fetcheth her wind short I m sure How long thou art poking at it, what is't man? Some light commodity or other. A womans lower part, it is altogether in fashion for them to be light about the bumb indeed. I haue the male part too't, the dublet, your women will haue it euer in request to haue the mans part vppermost. S'hart, a French slop, these are none of the Iewes trouses, and they should be no gallants, for hee hath mony in his purse. I marry fir, this fellow had good ware about him indeed, vpon my life we are little better then bauds, get mony by others Venery, this Iew is a Fire, fire, fire. Water, water, water Fire, fire, fire, the slaues lie on straw-beds, and yet this cry will take no hold on 'em, fire, fire, fire. Flames and brimstone, I am in hell, Zounds my breeches, the ladder, this Iew hath found vs out and fir'd the house. Deere sir conteine your selfe.