Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.87 · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Sir you speak well, would God that charity had first begun here. 'tis yet time. Be merry, methinks you want wine there, there's more i'th' house: Captain, where rests the health? It shall go round boy? Say you can suffer this, because the end points at much profit, can you so far bow below your blood, below your too much beauty, to be a partner of this fellows bed, and lie with his diseases? If you can, I will not press you further: yet look upon him: there's nothing in that hidebound Usurer; that man of mat. that all decayed, but aches: for you to love, unless his perished lungs his dry cough, or his scurvy. This is truth, and so far I dare speak yet: he has yet passed cure of Physic, spa, or any diet, a primative pox in his bones; and o' my knowledge he has been ten times rowelled: ye may love him; he had a bastard, his own toward issue, whipped, and then cropped for washing out the roses, in three farthings to make 'em pence. I do not like these Morals. You must not like him then. B your leaue Gentlemen. By my troth Sir you are welcome, welcome faith: Lord what a stranger you are grown; pray know this Gentlewoman, and if you please these friends here: We are merry, you see the worst on's: your house has been kept warm Sir: I am glad to hear it brother, pray God you are wise too. Pray Mr. Moorecraft know my elder brother, and Captain do your complement. Savil, I dare swear is glad at heart to see you: Lord, we heard Sir you were drowned at Sea, and see how luckily things come about? This money must be paid again Sir? No Sir, pray keep the sale, 'twill make good tailors measures? I am well I thank you. By my troth the Gentleman has stewed him in his own sauce, I shall love him for't. I know not where I am, I am so glad: your worship is the welcom'st man alive; upon my knees I bid you welcome home: here has been such a hurry, such a din, such dismal drinking, swearing, and whoring, 'thas almost made me mad: We have all hued in a continual Turnbull street; Sir blessed be Heaven, that sent you safe again. Now shall I eat and go to bed again. Brother dismiss these people. Captain be gone a while, meet me at my old Rendezvous in the evening, take your small Poet with you Mr. Moorecraft, you were best go prattle with your learned Counsel, I shall preserve your money. I was cozened when time was, we are quit Sir. Better and better still: What is this fellow brother? The thirsty Usurer that supped my Land off: What does he tarry for? Sir to b Landlord of your house and state: I was hold to make a little sale Sir.
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Length
494 words · 648 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.874 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sir you speake well, would God that charity had first begunne here. Tis yet time. Be merry, me thinkes you want wine there, ther's more i'th house: Captaine, where rests the health? It shall goe round boy? Say you can suffer this, because the end points at much profit, can you so farre bow below your blood, below your too much bewty, to be a partner of this fellowes bed, and lie with his diseases? If you can, I will not presse you further: yet looke vpon him: ther's nothing in that hide-bound Vsurer; that man of mat, that all dai'd, but aches: for you to loue, vnlesse his perist lungs his drie cough, or his scuruy. This is truth, and so farre I dare speak yet: he has yet past cure of Phisicke, spaw, or any diet, a primatiue pox in his bones; and a' my knowledge hee has beene tenne times rowell'd: ye may loue him; he had a bastad, his owne toward issue, whipt, and then cropt for washing out the roses, in three farthings to make vm pence. I doe not like these Morrals. You must not like him then. B your leaue Gentlemen. By my troth Sir you are welcome, welcome faih: Lord what a stranger you are growne; pray know this Gentlewoman, and f you please these friends here: We are merry, you see the worst on's: your house has been kept vvarme Sir: I am glad to heare it brother, pray God you are vvise too. Pray Mr. Moorecraft knovv my elder brother, and Capine doe your complement. Sauil, I dare svvere is glad at heart you: Lord, we heard Sir you were droun'd at Sea, and see how luckely things come about? This money must be paid againe Sir? No Sir, pray keepe the sale, t'wil make good Taylers measures? I am well I thanke you. By my troth the Gentleman has stew'd him in his owne sauce, I shal loue im fort. I know not where I am, I am so glad: your worship is the welcom'st man aliue; vpon my knees I bid you welcome home: here ha beene such a huy, such a din, such dismall dking, swearing, and whoring, 'thas almost made me mad: We hauc al hu'd in a continuall Turneball streete; Sir blest be Heauen, that sent you safe againe. Now shall I eate and goe to bed againe. Brother dismisse these people. Captaine be gone a while, meet me at my ol Randeuouse in the euening, take your small Poet with you Mr. Moorecraft, you wee st goe prattle with your learned Counsell, I shall preser your mony. I was cosen'd when time was, we are quit Sir. B tter and better still: What is this fellow brother? The thirsty Vsurer that supt my Land off: What does he for? Sir to b Land-lord of your house and state: I was hold to make a little sale Sir.