Jonson, Ben · published 1612 · first performed or written 1610 (Annals) comedy · King's Men T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.81 · 484 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Hang him proud Stagg, with his broad velvet head. But, for your sake, I'd choke ere I would change An article of breath, with such a Puckfist. Come let's be gone. Pray you, le'me speak with you. His worship calls you, Captain. I am sorry, I e'er embarked myself, in such a business. Nay good Sr. He did call you. Will he take, then? First, hear me— Not a syllable,' less you take. Pray ye Sr. Upon no terms, but an Assumpsit. Your Humour must be law. Why now Sr. talk. Now, I dare hear you with mine honour. Speak. So may this Gentleman too Why Sr. No whispering, 'Fore Heaven, you do not apprehend the loss You do yourself, in this. Wherein? For what? Marry, to be so'importunate for one, That, when he has it, will undo you all: He'll win up all the money i'the Town. How! Yes. And blow up Gamester, after Gamester, As they do crackers, in a Puppit-play. If I do give him a Familiar, Give you him all you play for; never set him: For he will have it. You're mistaken, Doctor. Why, he does ask one but for Cups, and Horses, A rifling Fly: none o'your great Familiars. Yes, Captain, I would have it, for all games. I told you so. 'Slight, that's a new business! I understood you, a tame Bird, to fly Twice in a Term, or so; on Friday nights, When you had left the Office: for a Nag, Of forty, or fifty shillings. I 'tis true, Sir, But I do think, now, I shall leave the Law, And therefore. Why this changes quite the case! d'ye think, that I dare move him? If you please, Sir, All's one to him, I see. What? for that money? I cannot with my Conscience. Nor should you Make the request, me thinks. No, Sir, I mean To add consideration. Why, then, Sir, I'll try. Say, that it were for all games, Doctor? I say, then, not a mouth shall eat for him At any Ordinary, but o'the Score, That is a gaming mouth, conceive me. Indeed! He'll draw you all the treasure of the realm, If it be set him. Speak you this from art? ay, Sir, and reason too; the ground of art. he's o'the only best complexion The Queen of Fairy loves. What! is he Peace. He'll overhear you. Sir, should she but see him— What? Do not you tell him. Will he win at cards too? The Spirits of dead Holland, living Isaac, You'd swear, were in him: such a vigorous luck As cannot be resisted. 'Slight he'll put Six o'your Gallants, to a cloak, indeed. A strange success, that some man shall be borne too! He hears you, man. Sir, I'll not be ingrateful. Faith, I have a confidence in his good nature: You hear, he says, he will not be ingrateful.
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484 words · 704 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.813 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Hang him proud Stagg, with his broad veluet head. But, for your sake, I'ld choake ere I would change An article of breath, with such a Puck-fist. Come let's be gone. Pray you, le'me speake with you. His worship calls you, Captayne. I am sorry, I e're imbarqu'd my selfe, in such a busines. Nay good Sr. He did call you. Will he take, then? First, heare me— Not a syllable, 'lesse you take. Pray ye' Sr. Vpon no termes, but an Assumpsit. Your Humor must be law. Why now Sr. talke. Now, I dare heare you with mine honour. Speake. So may this Gentleman too Why Sr. No whispring, 'Fore Heau'n, you doe not apprehend the losse You doe your selfe, in this. Wherein? For what? Mary, to be so'importunate for one, That, when he has it, will vndoe you all: He'll winne vp all the money i'the Towne. How! Yes. And blow vp Gamster, after Gamster, As they doe crackers, in a Puppit-play. If I doe giue him a Familiar, Giue you him all you play for; neuer set him: For he will haue it. Y'are mistaken, Doctor. Why, he do's aske one but for Cuppes, and Horses, A rifling Fly: none o'your great Familiars. Yes, Captayne, I would haue it, for all games. I told you so. 'Slight, that's a new businesse! I vnderstood you, a tame Bird, to flye Twise in a Terme, or so; on Friday nights, When you had left the Office: for a Nagg, Of forty, or fifty shillings. I 'tis true, Sir, But I doe thinke, now, I shall leaue the Lawe, And therefore. Why this changes quite the case! Do'you thinke, that I dare moue him? If you please, Sir, All's one to him, I see. What? for that money? I cannot with my Conscience. Nor should you Make the request, me thinkes. No, Sir, I meane To adde consideration. VVhy, then, Sir, I'll try. Say, that it were for all games, Doctor? I say, then, not a mouth shall eate for him At any Ordinary, but o'the Score, That is a gaming mouth, conceiue me. Indeed! He'll draw you all the treasure of the realme, If it be set him. Speake you this from art? I, Sir, and reason too; the ground of art. H'is o'the onely best complexion The Queene of Fairie loues. VVhat! is he Peace. He'll ouer-heare you. Sir, should she but see him— VVhat? Do not you tell him. VVill he win at cardes too? The Spirits of dead Holland, liuing Isaac, You'ld sweare, were in him: such a vigorous luck As cannot be resisted. Slight he'll put Sixe o'your Gallants, to a cloake, indeed. A strange successe, that some man shall be borne too! Hee heares you, man. Sir, Ile not be ingratefull. Faith, I haue a confidence in his good nature: You heare, he sayes, he will not be ingratefull.