Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Widow's Tears · chunk 31 of 43

Chapman, George · published 1612 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605] (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens typicality 0.80 · 492 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

Must? what else? How excellent ill this humour suits our habit? Go to Mistress, do not think but you and I shall have good sport with this jest, when we are in private at home. I would to Venus we had some honest shift or other to get off withal; for I'll no more an't; I'll not turn saltpeter in this vault for never a man's company living; much less for a woman's. Sure I am the wonder's over, and 'twas only for that, that I endured this; and so a my conscience did you. Never deny it. Nay pray thee take it to thee. Hark I hear some footing near us. God's me 'tis the Soldier Mistress, by Venus if you fall to your late black sanctus again, I'll discover you. What's here? The maid hath certainly prevailed with her; methinks those clouds that last night covered her looks are now dispersed: I'll try this further. Save you Lady. Honourable Soldier? you're welcome; please you step in sir? With all my heart sweet heart; by your patience Lady; why this bears some shape of life yet. damsel, thoust performed a service of high reckoning, which cannot perish unrewarded. Faith Sir, you are in the way to do it once, if you have the heart to hold on. Your bottle has poisoned this wench sir. A wholesome poison it is Lady, if I may be judge; of which sort here is one better bottle more. Wine is ordained to raise such hearts as sink, Whom woeful stars distemper; let him drink. I am most glad I have been some mean to this part of your recovery, and will drink to the rest of it. Go to Mistress, pray simper no more; pledge the man of War here. Come you're too rude. Good. Good sooth Lady you're honoured in her service; I would have you live, and she would have you live freely; without which life is but death. To live freely is to feast our appetites freely; without which humans are stones; to the satisfaction whereof I drink Lady. I'll pledge you Sir. Said like a Mistress; and the Mistress of yourself; pledge him in love too: I see he loves you; she's silent, she consents sir. O happy stars. And now pardon Lady; methinks these are all of a piece. Nay if you kiss all of a piece we shall ne'er have done: Well 'twas well offered, and as well taken. If the world should see this. The world! should one so rare as yourself, respect the vulgar world? The praise I have had, I would continue. What of the vulgar? Who hates not the vulgar, deserves not love of the virtuous. And to affect praise of that we despise, how ridiculous it is? Comfortable doctrine Mistress, edify, edify. methinks even thus it was when Dido And Aeneas met in the Cave; And hark methinks I hear some of the hunters.
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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 922–949 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 31 of 43 in this edition
Length492 words · 636 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.799 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T5 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Must? what else? How excellent ill this humour suites our habite? Go to Mistris, do not thinke but you and I shall haue good sport with this iest, when we are in priuate at home. I would to Venus we had some honest shift or other to get off withall; for Ile no more ant; Ile not turne Salt-peeter in this vault for neuer a mans companie liuing; much lesse for a womans. Sure I am the wonder's ouer, and 'twas only for that, that I endur'd this; and so a my conscience did you. Neuer denie it. Nay pray thee take it to thee. HEarke I heare some footing neare vs. Gods me 'tis the Souldier Mistris, by Venus if you fall to your late black Santus againe, Ile discouer you. What's here? The maid hath certainly preuail'd with her; mee thinkes those cloudes that last night couer'd her lookes are now disperst: Ile trie this further. Saue you Lady. Honorable Souldier? y'are welcome; please you step in sir? With all my heart sweet heart; by your patience Ladie; why this beares some shape of life yet. Damzell, th'ast performd a seruice of high reckoning, which cannot perish vnrewarded. Faith Sir, you are in the way to doe it once, if you haue the heart to hold on. Your bottle has poisond this wench sir. A wholsome poison it is Ladie, if I may be iudge; of which sort here is one better bottle more. Wine is ordaind to raise such hearts as sinke, Whom wofull starres distemper; let him drinke. I am most glad I haue beene some meane to this part of your recouerie, and will drinke to the rest of it. Goe to Mistris, pray simper no more; pledge the man of Warre here. Come y'are too rude. Good. Good sooth Ladie y'are honour'd in her seruice; I would haue you liue, and shee would haue you liue freely; without which life is but death. To liue freely is to feast our appetites freely; without which humanes are stones; to the satisfaction whereof I drinke Ladie. Ile pledge you Sir. Said like a Mistris; and the Mistris of your selfe; pledge him in loue too: I see hee loues you; Shee's silent, shee consents sir. O happy starres. And now pardon Ladie; me thinks these are all of a peece. Nay if you kisse all of a peece wee shall n'ere haue done: Well twas well offer'd, and as well taken. If the world should see this. The world! should one so rare as your selfe, respect the vulgar world? The praise I haue had, I would continue. What of the vulgar? Who hates not the vulgar, deserues not loue of the vertuous. And to affect praise of that we despise, how ridiculous it is? Comfortable doctrine Mistris, edifie, edifie. Me thinkes euen thus it was when Dido And Aeneas met in the Caue; And hearke Me thinks I heare some of the hunters.