Greene's Tu Quoque, or The City Gallant · chunk 11 of 47
Cooke, John · published 1614 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) comedy · Queen Anne's Men T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.86 · 463 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Shall I presume (fair Mistress) on your hand to lay my unworthy lip? Fie upon him, I am ashamed to hear him, you shall have a Country fellow at a Maypole, go better to his work: he had need to be constant, for he is able to spoil as many Maids as he shall fall in love withal. Sir, you profess love unto me, let me entreat you it may appear but in some small request. Let me know it (Lady) and I shall soon effect it. But for this present to forbear this place, Because my father is expected here. I am gone Lady. Do you hear sir? Did you call? Look up to the window. What say you Gentlewoman? Nay pray sir go, it is my sister calls to hasten you. I call to speak with you, pray stay a little. The Gentlewoman has something to say to me. She has nothing, I do conjure you, as you love me, stay not. The power of Magic can not fasten me, I am gone. Good sir, look back no more, what voice ere call you, Imagine, going from me, you were coming, And use the same speed, as you love my safety. Wild witted sister, I have prevented you, I will not have my love yet opened to him, By how much longer 'tis ere it be known, By so much dearer 'twill be when 'tis purchased: But I must use my strength to stop her journey, For she will after him: and see, she comes; Nay sister, you are at furthest. Let me go you were best, for if you wrestle with me I shall throw you, passion, come back, fool, lover, turn again, and kiss your belly full; For here she is will stand you, do your worst: Will you let me go? Yes, if you'll stay. If I stir a foot, hang me, you shall come together of yourselves, and be nought, do what you will, for if' e'er I trouble myself again, let me want help In such a case when I need. Nay but pray thee sister be not angry. I will be angry, udsfoot, I cannot endure such foolery, ay, two bashful fools that would couple together, and yet ha' not the faces. Nay pray thee sweet sister. Come, come, let me go, birds that want the use of reason and speech, can couple together in one day, and yet you that have both, cannot conclude in twenty. Why what good would it do you to tell him? Do not talk to me, for I am deaf to any thing you say, go weep and cry. Nay but sister. Drawer, bid them make haste at home, Tell them they are coming from church. I will sir.
nodes 350–390 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 11 of 47 in this edition
Length
463 words · 593 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.861 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Shall I presume (faire Mistris) on your hand to lay my vnworthy lip? Fie vpon him, I am asham'd to heare him, you shall haue a Country fellow at a Maie-pole, go better to his worke: he had neede to be constant, for hee is able to spoile as many Maides as he shall fall in loue withall. Sir, you professe loue vnto me, let me intreate you it may appeare but in some small request. Let me know it (Lady) and I shall soone effect it. But for this present to forbeare this place, Because my father is expected heere. I am gone Lady. Doe you heare sir? Did you call? Looke vp to the window. What say you Gentlewoman? Nay pray sir goe, it is my sister call's to hasten you. I call to speake with you, pray stay a little. The Gentlewoman has something to say to me. She has nothing, I doe coniure you, as you loue me, stay not. The power of Magicke can not fasten me, I am gone. Good sir, looke backe no more, what voice ere call you, Imagine, going from me, you were comming, And vse the same speede, as you loue my safety. Wilde witted sister, I haue preuented you, I will not haue my loue yet open'd to him, By how much longer'tis ere it be knowne, By so much dearer 'twill be when'tis purchast: But I must vse my strength to stop her iourney, For she will after him: and see, she comes; Nay sister, you are at furdest. Let me goe you were best, for if you wrastle with me I shall throw you, passion, come backe, foole, louer, turne againe, and kisse your belly full; For heere she is will stand you, doe your worst: Will you let me goe? Yes, if youle stay. If I stirre a foote, hang me, you shall come together of your selues, and be naught, doe what you will, for if 'ere I trouble my selfe againe, let me want help In such a case when I need. Nay but pre thee sister be not angry. I will be angry, vdsfoot, I cannot indue such foolerie, I, two bashfull fooles that would couple together, and yet ha not the faces. Nay pre thee sweete sister. Come, come, let me goe, birds that want the vse of reason and speach, can couple together in one day, and yet you that haue both, cannot conclude in twenty. Why what good would it doe you to tell him? Doe not talke to me, for I am deafe to any thing you say, goe weepe and crie. Nay but sister. Drawer, bid them make haste at home, Tell them they are comming from church. I will sir.