Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Hog Hath Lost His Pearl · chunk 6 of 34

Tailor, Robert · published 1614 · first performed or written 1613 [Feb 21] (Annals)
comedy
unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 490 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.

But near despair 'sfoot why should not you live aswell as a thousand others, that were change of taffeta, whose means were never anything. Yes cheating, theft, and pandarising, or may be flattery, I have maintained some of them myself, but come haste aught to breakfast. Yes there's the fag end of a leg of mutton, There cannot be a sweeter dish, it has Cost money the dressing. At the barber's you mean. This is the green, and this the chamber-window, and see appointed light stands in the casement, the ladder of ropes set orderly, yet he that should ascend, slow in his haste, is not at yet come hither. Were't any friend that lives but Carracus I'd try the bliss which this fine time presents. Appoint to carry hence so rare an heir, And be so slack 'sfoot a doth move my patience, Would any man that is not void of sense Not have watched night by night for such a prize, Her beauty's so attractive, that by heaven, My heart half grants to do my friend a wrong, forego these thoughts for Albert be not slave To thy effection do not falsify Thy faith to him, whose only friendships worth A world of women, he is such a one, Thou canst not live without his good. A is and was ever, as thine own heart's blood, 'sfoot see she beckons me for Carracus, Shall my base purity, cause me neglect, This present happiness, I will obtain it, Spite of my timorous Conscience, I am in person, Habit and all so like to Carracus, It may be acted, and near called in question. Hist Carracus ascend. All is as clear as in our hearts we wished. Nay, if I go not now, I might be gelded i'faith. Albert ascends, and being on the top of the ladder, puts out the candle. O love why do so. I heard the steps of some coming this way, Did you not hear Albert pass by as yet. Nor any Creature pass this way this hour. Then he intends just at the break of day, To lend his trusty help to our departure: 'tis yet two hours time thither, till when let's rest, For that our speedy flight will not yield any. But I fear we possessing of each other's presence, shall overslip the time, will your friend call. just at the instant, fear not of his Care: Come then dear Carracus, thou now shalt rest, Upon that bed, where fancy oft hath thought thee; Which kindness until now, I near did grant thee, Nor would I now, but that thy loyal faith I have so often tried, even now, Seeing thee come to that most honoured end, Through all the dangers, which black night presents, For to convey me hence and marry me. If I do not do so, then hate me ever, I do believe thee, and will hate thee never.
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PlayThe Hog Hath Lost His Pearl
AuthorTailor, Robert
Publication year (edition)1614
First performance / composition (Annals)1613 [Feb 21]
First performance (BritDrama)1613 [Feb]
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeNonprofessional;Private
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 730 · TCP A13345 · DEEP 609
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 121–170 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 6 of 34 in this edition
Length490 words · 625 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T28 — Marriage-making: weddings, brides and matches at 0.778
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
But nere deſpaire ſfoote why ſhould not you liue aſwel as a thouſand others, that were change of taffety, whoſe meanes were neuer anything. Yes cheating, theft, and pandariſing, or may be flattery, I haue maintained ſome of them my ſelfe, but come haſt aught to breakefaſt. Yes theres the fagg end of a leg of mutton, There cānot be a ſweeter diſh, it has Coſt mony the dreſſing. At the barbours you meane. This is the greene, and this the chamberwindow, and ſee appointed light ſtands in the caſement, the ladder of ropes ſet orderly, yet he that ſhould aſcend, ſlow in his haſt, is not at yet come hether. Wert any friend that liues but Carracus I'de trie the bliſſe which this fine time preſents. Appoint to carry hence ſo rare an heire, And be ſo ſlacke ſfoote a doth moue my patience, Would any man that is not voide of ſence Not haue watcht night by night for ſuch a priſe, Her beauties ſo at tractiue, that by heauen, My heart halfe graunts to doe my friend a wrong, Forgoe theſe thoughts for Albert be not ſlaue To thy effection doe not falſifie Thy faith to him, whoſe onely friendſhips worth A world of women, hee is ſuch a one, Thou canſt not liue without his good. A is and was euer, as thine owne harts blood, Sfoot ſee ſhee beckens me for Carracus, Shall my baſe purity, cauſe me neglect, This preſent happineſſe, I will obteyne it, Spight of my tymerous Conſcience, I am in perſon, Habit and all ſo like to Carracus, It may be acted, and neere called in queſtion. Hiſt Carracus aſcend. All is as cleere as in our hearts we wiſht. Nay, if I goe not now, I might be gelded ifaith. Albert aſcends, and being on the top of the ladder, puts outs the candle. O loue why doe ſoe. I heard the ſteps of ſome comming this way, Did you not heare Albert paſſe by as yet. Nor any Creature paſſe this way this howre. Then hee intends iuſt at the breake of day, To lend his truſty helpe to our departure: Tis yet two howres time thether, till when lets reſt, For that our ſpeedy flight will not yeeld any. But I feare we poſſeſſing of each others preſence, ſhall ouerſlip the time, will your friend call. Iuſt at the inſtant, feare not of his Care: Come then deere Carracus, thou now ſhalt reſt, Vpon that bed, where fancy oft hath thought thee; Which kindneſſe vntill now, I nere did graunt thee, Nor would I now, but that thy loyall faith I haue ſo often tride, euen now, Seeing thee come to that moſt honored end, Through all the dangers, which blacke night preſents, For to conuey me hence and marry me. If I doe not doe ſo, then hate me euer, I doe beleeue thee, and will hate thee neuer.