If It Be Not Good, the Devil Is in It (If This Be Not a Good Play, the Devil Is in It) · chunk 2 of 44
Dekker, Thomas · published 1612 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1612] (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men · Red Bull T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.76 · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
How? Not touch a skull. Why? I ha' no doings: Graves-end-barge has more, And carts as good as any are in hell; I fear th' infernal rivers are frozen o'er So few by water come: else the whores that dwell Next door to hell, go about: beside, 'tis thought, That man to find hell, now, new ways have sought, Spaniards did to the Indies. Pluto, mend My wages, or row thyself. Ugly, grumbling slave, Have I not raised thy price? yet still dost crave? Such bold brave beggars (heard off ne'er before Are thy fares now, they teach thee to beg more. Thy fare was (first) a halfpenny, than the souls gave thee A penny, than three-half-pence, we shall have thee (As market-folks on dearth,) so damned-dear, Men will not come to hell, crying out theyare here Worse rack than theyare in taverns: why dost howl for money? For money: I'll have ij. d. for each soul I ferry over; I'm old, crazed, Stiff, and lamed, That soul that's not worth ijd. would 'twere damned. Thou shalt not. I will have it, or lie still, If Charon fill hell, hell shall Charon fill: For Ghosts now come not thronging to my boat, But drop by one and one in; none of note Are fares now: I had wont brave fellows to ply, Who, (hacked and mangled) did in battles die. But now these gallants which do walk hell's Rounds, Are fuller of diseases, than of wounds. If wounded any take my boat, they roar, Being stabbed, either drunk, or slain about some whore. That's all the fight now. Charon. Get thee gone: That called for. Charon. Ball not. I'll come anon. Hags of hell gnaw thee with their foul furred-gums. Pluto, no wonder if so few hither comes? Why: Gingerly: See See, One of thine own promoters, (with hawks eyes, That should for prey be watching) here snoring lies. With a mischief! cabined! a fury. I'll Ferret out more. Another: look: dancing a bawd on's knee. I do inquire if rich bawds Carted be On earth as well as poor ones: I sleep not Pluto. Twist stronger-knotted whips, I'll wake you (slaves!) Two of thy Summer's dead drunk here too. Thou liest. I come: If I must work, let these Thy Prentices, ply their occupation, T uphold hell's Kingdom, more must work then one. Ha; Are there whipping-posts for such as dwell In Idleness on Earth, and yet shall Hell (As if we took bribes here too,) let such pass▪ I'll have you tawed: Is not the world as 'twas? Once mother of Rapes, Incests, and Sodomies, Atheism, and Blasphemies, plump Boys indeed. That sucked (our dam's breast) is she now barren? Ha▪ Is there a dearth of villains? More now then ever? Is there such penury of mankind Hellhounds▪ You can lie snoring. Each Land is full of Rake-hells.
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Length
480 words · 719 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.761 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
How? Not touch a Scull. Why? I ha' no doings: Graues-end-barge has more, And cares as good as any are in hell; I feare th' infernall riuers are frozen or'e So few by water come: els the whores that dwell Next dore to hell, goe about: besides, tis thought, That mn to find hell, now, new waies haue sought, s Spnirards did to the Indies. Pluto, mend My wages, or row thy selfe. Vgly, grumbling slaue, Haue I not raisde thy price? yet still do'st craue? Such bold braue beggers (heard off ner'e before Are thy fares now, they teach thee to beg more. Thy fare was (first) a halfe-peny, then the soules gaue thee A peny, then three-halfe-pence, we shall haue thee (As market-folkes on darth,) so damned-deere, Men will not come to hell, crying out th'are heere Worse racke then th'are in tauernes: why doest howle for mony? For mony: Ile haue ij. d. for each soule I ferry ouer; Im'e old, craz'd, Stiffe, and lam'de, That soule thats not worth ijd. wou'ld twere damb'd. Thou shalt not. I will haue it, or lye still, If Charon fill hell, hell shall Charon fill: For Ghosts now come not thronging to my boate, But drop by one and one in; none of note Are fares now: I had wont braue fellowes to ply, Who, (hack't and mangled) did in battailes dye. But now these gallants which doe walke hells Rowndes, Are fuller of diseases, than of woundes. If wounded any take my boate, they roare, Being stabd, either drunke, or slaine about some whore. Thats all the fight now. Charon. Get thee gon: That call'd for. Charon. Ball not. Ile come anon. Hagges of hell gnaw thee with their fowle furd-gummes. Pluto, no wonder if so few hither comes? Why: Gingerly: See See, One of thine owne promooters, (with hawkes eyes, That should for prey be watching) here suoring lyes. With a mischife! cabind! a fury. Ile Ferret out more. Another: looke: dancing abaw'de on's knee. I doe enquire if rich bawdes Carted bee On earth as well as poore ones: I sleepe not Pluto. Twist stronger-knotted whips, Ile wake you (slaues!) Two of thy Summers dead drunke here too. Thou lyest. I come: If I must worke, let these Thy Prentices, plye their occupation, T vphold hells Kingdome, more must worke then one. Ha; Are there whipping-posts for such as dwell In Idlenes on Earth, and yet shall Hell (As if wee tooke bribes here too,) let such passe▪ Ile haue you tawde: Is not the world as t'was? Once mother of Rpes, Incests, and Sodomies, Atheisme, and Blasphemies, plump Boyes indeed. That suck'd (our Dams brest) is shee now barren? Ha▪ Is there a dearth of villaines? More now then euer? Is there such peurie of man-kinde Hell-houndes▪ You can lye snoring. Each Land is full of Rake-hells.