Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1615 · first performed or written 1608 [c.1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.79 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
Amen say I, she has brought things to a fine pass with her wisdom, do you mark it? One thing I am sure she has, the good old Duke she gives him pap again they say, and dandles him, and hangs a coral and bells about his neck, and makes him believe his teeth will come again; which if they did, and I he, I would worry her as never cur was worried: I would neighbour till my teeth met I know where, but that's counsel. Good morrow neighbours: hear you the sad news? Yes, would we knew as well how to prevent it. I cannot tell, methinks 'twere no great matter, if men were men: but— You do not twit me with my calling neighbour? No surely: for I know your spirit to be tall, pray be not vexed. Pray forward with your counsel: I am what I am, and they that prove me, shall find me to their cost: do you mark me neighbour, to their cost I say. Nay look how soon you are angry. They shall neighbours: yes, I say they shall. I do believe they shall. I know they shall. Whether you do or no I care not twopence, I am no beast, I know mine own strength neighbours; God bless the King, your companies is fair. Nay neighbour now ye err, I must tell you so and ye were twenty neighbours, You had best go peach, do, peach. Peach, I scorn the motion. Do, and see what follows: I'll spend an hundred pound, and be two I care not, but I'll undo thee. Peach, o disgrace: peach in thy face, and do the worst thou canst: I am a true man, and a freeman peach! Nay look, you will spoil all. Peach! Whilst you two brawl together, the Prince will lose his life. Come, give me your hand, I love you well, are you for the action. Yes: but peach provokes me, 'tis a cold fruit, I feel it cold in my stomach still. No more, I'll give you cake to digest it. Shut up my shop, and be ready at a call boys, and one of you run over my old tuck with a few ashes, 'tis grown odious with toasting cheese: and burn a little juniper in my murrain, the maid made it her chamber-pot, an hour hence I'll come again; and as you here from me, send me a clean shirt. The Chandler by the wharf, and it be thy will. Gossip good morrow. O good morrow Gossip: good morrow all, I see we of one mind you cleave so close together: come 'tis time, I have prepared a hundred if they stand. 'tis well done: shall we sever, and about it? First let's to the Tavern, and a pint a piece will make us Dragons. I will have no mercy, come what will of it. If my tuck hold I'll spit the Guard like Larks with sage between 'em.
nodes 1785–1819 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 32 of 41 in this edition
Length
499 words · 647 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.786 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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seed 43: T9 · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Amen say I, shee has brought things to a fine passe with her wisedome, doe you marke it? One thing I am sure she has, the good old Duke she giues him pappe againe they say, and dandles him, and hangs a corrall and bells about his necke, and makes him beleeue his teeth will come agen; which if they did, and I he, I would worry her as neuer curre was worried: I would neighbour till my teeth met I know where, but thats counsell. Good morrow neighbours: heare you the sadde newes? Yes, would we knew as well how to preuent it. I cannot tell, me thinks twere no great matter, if men were men: but — You do not twit me with my calling neighbor? No surely: for I know your spirit to be tall, pray be not vext. Pray forward with your counsell: I am what I am, and they that proue me, shall finde me to their cost: do you marke mee neighbour, to their cost I say. Nay looke how soone you are angry. They shall neighbours: yes, I say they shall. I doe beleeue they shall. I know they shall. Whether you doe or no I care not two-pence, I am no beast, I know mine owne strength neighbors; God blesse the King, your companies is fayre. Nay neighbour now yee erre, I must tell you so and yee were twentie neighbours, You had best goe peach, doe, peach. Peach, I scorne the motion. Doe, and see what followes: Ile spend an hundred pound, and be two I care not, but Ile vndo thee. Peach, ô disgrace: peach in thy face, and doe the worst thou canst: I am a true man, and a free-man peach! Nay looke, you will spoyle all. Peach! Whilst you two brawle together, the Prince will lose his life. Come, giue me your hand, I loue you well, are you for the action. Yes: but peach prouokes me, tis a cold fruit, I feele it cold in my stomacke still. No more, Ile giue you cake to disgest it. Shut vp my shop, and bee ready at a call boyes, and one of you runne ouer my olde tucke with a few ashes, tis growne odious with tosting cheese: and burne a little giniper in my murrin, the maide made it her chamber-pot, an houre hence Ile come againe; and as you here from me, send me a cleane shirt. The Chandler by the wharfe, and it be thy will. Gossip good morrow. O good morrow Gossip: good morrow all, I see wee of one minde you cleaue so close together: come tis time, I haue prepared a hundred if they stand. Tis well done: shall we seuer, and about it? First lets to the Tauerne, and a pynt a peece will make vs Dragons. I will haue no mercy, come what will of it. If my tucke hold Ile spit the Guard like Larks with sage betweene em.