Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T58 Gallant talk and courtship: an Epicene-c typicality 0.82 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T58: jack, john, daw, dauphine, amorous, mistress, trve, ladies, wit, madame.
Do your pleasure with me, gentlemen; I believe in you: and that deserves no delusion— You shall find none, sir: but heaped, heaped plenty of vexation. What willt thou do now, WIT? Recover me hither OTTER, and the Barber, if you can, by any means, presently. Why? to what purpose? O, I'll make the deepest Divine, and gravest Lawyer, out o' them two, for him— Thou canst not man, these are waking dreams. Do not fear me. Clap but a civil gown with a welt, o' the one; and a canonical cloak with sleeves, o' the other: and give 'em a few terms i' their mouths, if there come not forth as able a Doctor, and complete a Parson, for this turn, as may be wished, trust not my election. And, I hope, without wronging the dignity of either profession, since they are but persons put on, and for mirth's sake, to torment him. The Barber smatters latin, I remember. Yes, and OTTER too. Well then, if I make 'em not wrangle out this case, to his no comfort, let me be thought a JACK DAW, or LA-FOOLE, or any thing worse. Go you to your ladies, but first send for them. I will. WHere had you our swords, master CLERIMONT? Why, DAUPHINE took 'em from the madman. And he took 'em from our boys, I warrant you? Very like, sir. Thank you, good master CLERIMONT. Sir JOHN DAW, and I are both beholden to you. Would I knew how to make you so, gentlemen. Sir AMOROUS, and I are your servants, sir. Gentlemen, have any of you a pen-and-ink. I would feign write out a riddle in Italian, for sir DAUPHINE, to translate. Not I, in troth lady, I am no scrivener. I can furnish you, I think, lady. He has it in the haft of a knife, I believe! No, he has his box of instruments. Like a surgeon! For the mathematics: his squire, his compasses, his brass pens, and black-lead, to draw maps of every place, and person, where he comes. How, maps of persons! Yes, sir, of NOMENTACK, when he was here, and of the Prince of Moldavia, and of his mistress, mistress EPICoeNE. Away! he has not found out her latitude, I hope. You are a pleasant gentleman, sir. Faith, now we are in private, let's wanton it a little, and talk waggishly. Sir JOHN, I am telling sir AMOROUS here, that you two govern the ladies, where e'er you come, you carry the feminine gender afore you. They shall rather carry us afore them, if they will, sir. Nay, I believe that they do, withal— But, that you are the prime-men in their affections, and direct all their actions— Not I: sir AMOROUS is. I protest, sir JOHN is. As I hope to rise i'the state, sir AMOROUS, you ha' the person.
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Doe your pleasure with me, gentlemen; I beleeue in you: and that deserues no delusion— You shall find none, sir: but heapt, heapt plentie of vexation. What wilt thou doe now, WIT? Recouer me hether OTTER, and the Barber, if you can, by any meanes, presently. Why? to what purpose? O, I'll make the deepest Diuine, and grauest Lawyer, out o' them two, for him— Thou canst not man, these are waking dreames. Doe not feare me. Clap but a ciuill gowne with a welt, o' the one; and a canonical cloake with sleeues, o' the other: and giue 'hem a few termes i' their mouthes, if there come not forth as able a Doctor, and compleat a Parson, for this turne, as may be wish'd, trust not my election. And, I hope, without wronging the dignitie of either profession, since they are but persons put on, and for mirths sake, to torment him. The Barber smatters latin, I remember. Yes, and OTTER too. Well then, if I make 'hem not wrangle out this case, to his no comfort, let me be thought a IACK DAW, or LA-FOOLE, or any thing worse. Goe you to your ladies, but first send for them. I will. WHere had you our swords, master CLERIMONT? Why, DAVPHINE tooke 'hem from the mad-man. And he tooke 'hem from our boyes, I warrant you? Very like, sir. Thanke you, good master CLERIMONT. Sir IOHN DAW, and I are both beholden to you. Would I knew how to make you so, gentlemen. Sir AMOROVS, and I are your seruants, sir. Gentlemen, haue any of you a pen-and-inke. I would faine write out a riddle in Italian, for sir DAVPHINE, to translate. Not I, in troth lady, I am no scriuener. I can furnish you, I thinke, lady. He has it in the haft of a knife, I beleeue! No, he has his boxe of instruments. Like a surgean! For the mathematiques: his squire, his compasses, his brasse pens, and black-lead, to draw maps of euery place, and person, where he comes. How, maps of persons! Yes, sir, of NOMENTACK, when he was here, and of the Prince of Moldauia, and of his mistris, mistris EPICoeNE. Away! he has not found out her latitude, I hope. You are a pleasant gentleman, sir. Faith, now we are in priuate, let's wanton it a little, and talke waggishly. Sir IOHN, I am telling sir AMOROVS here, that you two gouerne the ladies, where e're you come, you carry the feminine gender afore you. They shall rather carry vs afore them, if they will, sir. Nay, I beleeue that they doe, withall—But, that you are the prime-men in their affections, and direct all their actions— Not I: sir AMOROVS is. I protest, sir IOHN is. As I hope to rise i'the state, sir AMOROVS, you ha' the person.