Jonson, Ben · published 1620 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.88 · 468 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Judge you, forsooth. What say you, Lady? speak out, I beseech you. Judge you, forsooth. O' my judgement, a divine softness! but can you naturally, Lady, as I enjoin these by doctrine and industry, refer yourself to the search of my judgement, and (not taking pleasure in your tongue, which is a woman's chiefest pleasure) think it plausible, to answer me by silent gestures, so long as my speeches jump right, with what you conceive? (—) Excellent! Divine! if it were possible, she should hold out thus! Peace, Cutherd, thou art made for ever, as thou hast made me, if this felicity have lasting: but I will try her further. Dear Lady, I am Courtly, I tell you, and I must have mine ears banqueted with pleasant, and witty Conferences, pretty Girds, Scoffs, and Dalliance in her, that I mean to choose for my Bedfere. The Ladies in Court, think it a most desperate impair to their quickness of wit, and good carriage, if they cannot give occasion for a man to court 'em; and, when an amorous Discourse is set on foot, minister as good matter to continue it, as himself: and do you alone so much differ from all them, that, what they (with so much circumstance) affect, and toil for, to seem learned, to seem judicious, to seem sharp, and conceited, you can bury in yourself, with silence? and rather trust your graces to the fair conscience of Virtue, then to the Worlds, or your own Proclamation? I should be sorry else. What say you, Lady? good Lady, speak out. I should be sorry, else That sorrow doth fill me with gladness! O Morose! thou art happy above Mankind! pray that thou mayest contain thyself. I will only put her to it once more, and it shall be with the utmost touch, and test of their Sex. But hear me, fair Lady, I do also love to see her, whom I shall choose for my heifer, to be the first and principal in all Fashions; precede all the Dames at Court, by a fortnight; have her Counsel of Tailors, lineners, Lace-women, Embroiderers, and sit with 'em sometimes twice a day, upon French Intelligences; and then come forth, varied like Nature, or oftener than she, and better, by the help of Art, her emulous Servant. This do I affect. And how will you be able, Lady, with this frugality of speech, to give the manifold (but necessary) instructions, for that Bodies, these Sleeves, those Skirts, this Cut, that Stitch, this Embroidery, that Lace, this Wire, those Knots, that Ruff, those Roses, this Girdle, that Fan, the other Scarf, these Gloves? ha! what say you, Lady. I'll leave it to you, Sir. How, Lady? pray you, rise a note. I leave it to Wisdom, and you, Sir.
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Position
nodes 321–331 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 16 of 52 in this edition
Length
468 words · 672 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complimentcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.877 (cosine to the topic centroid) · placed after the fit (approximate_predict), not counted in the topic statistics
Other seeds
seed 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)
Iudge you, forſooth. What ſay you, Lady? ſpeake out, I beſeech you. Iudge you, forſooth. O' my iudgement, a diuine ſoftneſſe! but can you naturally, Lady, as I enioyne theſe by doctrine and induſtry, referre your ſelfe to the ſearch of my iudgement, and (not taking pleaſure in your tongue, which is a womans chiefeſt pleaſure) thinke it plauſible, to anſwere mee by ſilent geſtures, ſo long as my ſpeeches iumpe right, with what you conceiue? (—) Excellent! Diuine! if it were poſſible, ſhee ſhould hold out thus! Peace, Cutherd, thou art made for euer, as thou haſt made mee, if this felicity haue laſting: but I will try her further. Deare Lady, I am Courtly, I tell you, and I muſt haue mine eares banqueted with pleaſant, and witty Conferences, pretty Girds, Scoffes, and Dalliance in her, that I meane to chooſe for my Bed-pheere. The Ladies in Court, thinke it a moſt deſperate impayre to their quickneſſe of wit, and good carriage, if they cannot giue occaſion for a man to court 'hem; and, when an amorous Diſcourſe is ſet on foot, miniſter as good matter to continue it, as himſelfe: and doe you alone ſo much differ from all them, that, what they (with ſo much circumſtance) affect, and toyle for, to ſeeme learn'd, to ſeeme iudicious, to ſeeme ſharpe, and conceited, you can bury in your ſelfe, with ſilence? and rather truſt your graces to the faire conſcience of Vertue, then to the Worlds, or your owne Proclamation? I ſhould be ſorrie elſe. What ſay you, Lady? good Lady, ſpeake out. I ſhould be ſorrie, elſe That ſorrow doth fill me with gladneſſe! O Moroſe! thou art happie aboue Mankind! pray that thou mayeſt contayne thy ſelfe. I will onely put her to it once more, and it ſhall be with the vtmoſt touch, and teſt of their Sex. But heare me, faire Lady, I doe alſo loue to ſee her, whom I ſhall chooſe for my Heicfar, to be the firſt and principall in all Faſhions; praecede all the Dames at Court, by a ſortnight; haue her Counſell of Taylors, Linneners, Lace-women, Embroyderers, and ſit with 'hem ſometimes twiſe a day, vpon French Intelligences; and then come foorth, varyed like Nature, or oftner then ſhee, and better, by the helpe of Art, her aemulous Seruant. This doe I affect. And how will you bee able, Lady, with this frugalitie of ſpeech, to giue the manifold (but neceſſarie) inſtructions, for that Bodies, theſe Sleeues, thoſe Sirkts, this Cut, that Stitch, this Embroydery, that Lace, this Wire, thoſe Knots, that Ruffe, thoſe Roſes, this Girdle, that Fanne, the tother Skarfe, theſe Gloues? ha! what ſay you, Ladie. I'll leaue it to you, Sir. How, Lady? pray you, riſe a note. I leaue it to Wiſdome, and you, Sir.