Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Widow's Tears · chunk 5 of 43

Chapman, George · published 1612 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.76 · 480 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

And one whose veins swell so with his blood, Madam, as they do in his Lordship. A near and dear Kinsman his Lordship is to his Altitude, the Viceroy; In care of whose good speed here. I know his Altitude hath not slept a sound sleep since his departure. I thank Venus I have, ever since he came. You sleep away your Honour, Madam, if you neglect me. Neglect your Lordship? that were a negligence no less than disloyalty. I much doubt that Sir, It were rather a presumption to take him, being of the blood viceroyal. Not at all, being offered madam. But offered ware is not so sweet you know. They are the graces of the Viceroy that woo me, not your Lordships, and I conceive it should be neither Honour nor Pleasure to you, to be taken in for another man's favours. Taken in Madam? you speak as I had no house to hide my head in. I have heard so indeed, my Lord, unless it be another man's. You have heard untruth then; These Lords can well witness I can want no houses. Nor Palaces neither my Lord. Nor Courts neither. Nor Temples I think neither; I believe we shall have a God of him. SEe the bold fellow; whether will you Sir? Away way, all honour to you Madam? How now base companion? Base madam: he's not base that fights as high as your lips. And does that beseem my servant? Your Court-servant Madam. One that waited on my board? That was only a preparation to my weight on your bed Madam. How dar'st thou come to me with such a thought? Come to you Madam? I dare come to you at midnight, and bid defiance to the proudest spirit that haunts these your loved shadows; and would any way make terrible the access of my love to you. Love me? love my dog. I am bound to that by the proverb Madam. kennel without with him, intrude not here. What is it thou presum'st on? On your judgement Madam, to choose a Man, and not a By but, as these are that come with Titles, and Authority, as they would conquer, or ravish you. But I come to you with the liberal and ingenuous Graces, Love, Youth, and Gentry; which (in no more deformed a person than myself) deserve any Princess. In your saucy opinion Sir, and sirrah too; get gone; and let this malapert humour return thee no more, for afore heaven I'll have thee tossed in blankets. In blankets Madam, you must add your sheets, and you must be the Toffer. Nay then Sir you're as gross as you are saucy. And all one Sir, for I am neither. Thou art both. Thou liest; keep up your smiter Lord Rebus. Usest thou thus his Altitudes cozen? The place thou know'st protects thee.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Widow's Tears
AuthorChapman, George
Publication year (edition)1612
First performance / composition (Annals)1604 [1604-1605]
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1603-1605]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Whitefriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 699 · TCP A18426 · DEEP 577
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 88–123 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 5 of 43 in this edition
Length480 words · 644 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.758 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T5 · seed 44: T29 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
And one whose veines swell so with his bloud, Madam, as they doe in his Lordship. A neare and deare Kinsman his Lordship is to his Altitude, the Viceroy; In care of whose good speede here. I know his Altitude hath not slept a sound sleepe since his departure. I thanke Venus I haue, euer since he came. You sleepe away your Honour, Madam, if you neglect me. Neglect your Lordship? that were a negligence no lesse than disloialtie. I much doubt that Sir, It were rather a presumption to take him, being of the bloud Viceroiall. Not at all, being offered Madame. But offered ware is not so sweet you know. They are the graces of the Viceroy that woo me, not your Lordships, and I conceiue it should be neither Honor nor Pleasure to you, to be taken in for an other mans fauours. Taken in Madam? you speake as I had no house to hide my head in. I haue heard so indeed, my Lord, vnlesse it be another mans. You haue heard vntruth then; These Lords can well witnesse I can want no houses. Nor Palaces neither my Lord. Nor Courts neither. Nor Temples I thinke neither; I beleeue wee shall haue a God of him. SEe the bold fellow; whether will you Sir? way, all honour to you Madam? How now base companion? Base Madame: hees not base that fights as high as your lips. And does that beseeme my seruant? Your Court-seruant Madam. One that waited on my boord? That was only a preparation to my weight on your bed Madam. How dar'st thou come to me with such a thought? Come to you Madam? I dare come to you at midnight, and bid defiance to the proudest spirit that haunts these your loued shadowes; and would any way make terrible the accesse of my loue to you. Loue me? loue my dogge. I am bound to that by the prouerb Madam. Kennell without with him, intrude not here. What is it thou presum'st on? On your iudgement Madam, to choose a Man, and not a By but, as these are that come with Titles, and Authoritie, as they would conquer, or rauish you. But I come to you with the liberall and ingenuous Graces, Loue, Youth, and Gentrie; which (in no more deform'd a person then my selfe) deserue any Princesse. In your sawcie opinion Sir, and sirha too; get gone; and let this malipert humour returne thee no more, for afore heauen Ile haue thee tost in blanquets. In blanquets Madam, you must adde your sheetes, and you must be the Toffer. Nay then Sir y'are as grosse as you are sawcie. And all one Sir, for I am neither. Thou art both. Thou liest; keepe vp your smiter Lord Rebus. Vsest thou thus his Altitudes Cosen? The place thou know'st protects thee.