Field, Nathan · published 1618 · first performed or written 1611 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.75 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Force you, he shall not, brother bear her hence, She is my wife, and thou shalt find my cause Ten times improved now. Oh, have at you Sir. Hold, hold for heavens sake, was e'er wretched Lady Put to this hazard? Sir, let me speak But one word with him, and I'll go with you, And undergo, whatever you command. Do't quickly, for I love no whispering, 'tis strange to see you madam with a sword, You should have come hither in your lady's clothes. Well, as you please my Lord, you are witness, whatsoe'er before Hath passed betwixt us: thus I do undo. Were not I mad to think thou couldst love me That wouldst have slain my Brother? sayst true sister. Oh thou fair creature! wilt thou be as false as other Ladies? Thou art my example, I'll kiss thee once, farewell for ever, come my Lord, now Match me, with whom you please, a tumbler. I must do this, else had they fought again. Mine own best Sister, farewell Mr. Ingen. Oh ancient truth to be denied of no man, An Eel byth' tail's held surer than a woman. She is not to be cast. It cannot be: had you a wife, and I were in your case. I would be hanged even at the chamber door Where I attempted, but i'll lay her flat. Why tell me truly, would it please you best, To have her remain chaste, or conquered. Oh friend it would do me good at the heart To have her over come, she does so brag And stand upon her chastity forsooth. Why then in plain terms Sir, the fort is mine, Your wife has yielded, up-tails is her song, The deed is done, come, now, be merry man. Is the deed done indeed? come, come, you jest, Has my wife yielded? is uptails her song? Faith come, in prose, how got you to the matter first, ha. Pish, you are so bashful now. Why, by my troth i'll tell you, because you are my friend, otherwise you must note it is a great hurt to the art of whore-mastery to discover, besides the skill was never mine o'th' price. Very good, on sir. At the first she was horrible stiff against me, than Sir I took her by the hand, which I kissed. Good Sir. And I called her pretty Rogue, and I thrust my finger betwixt her breasts, and I made lips; at last, I pulled her by the chin to me, and I kissed her. Hum. very good. So at the first, she kissed very strangely, close, & untoward; then said I to her, think but upon the wrongs, the intolerable wrongs, the rogue your Husband does you. I that was very good, what said she to you then sir? Nay, I went on. First quoth I, think how he hath used you, left you no means, given all your clothes to his Punks, struck you, turned your grey eyes into black ones, but yet— A pretty conceit.
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508 words · 677 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.750 (cosine to the topic centroid)
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Force you, he shall not, brother beare her hence, Shee is my wife, and thou shalt finde my cause Ten times improu'd now. Oh, haue at you Sir. Hold, hold for heauens sake, was e're wretched Lady Put to this hazard? Sir, let me speake But one word with him, and i'e goe with you, And vndergoe, what euer you command. Doo't quickly, for I loue no whispering, T'is strange to see you Madame with a sword, You shoud haue come hither in your Ladies cloathes. Well, as you please my Lord, you are witnesse, whatsoe're before Hath past betwixt vs: thus I doe vndoe. Were not I mad to thinke thou could'st loue me That would'st haue slain my Brother? Sai'st true sister. Oh thou faire creature! wilt thou be as false as other Ladies? Thou art my example, Ile kisse thee once, farewell for euer, come my Lord, now Match me, with whom you please, a tumbler. I must doe this, else had they fought againe. Mine own best Sister, farewel Mr. Ingen. Oh antient truth to be denied of no man, An Eele by'th taile's held surer than a woman. SHee is not to be cast. It cannot be: had you a wife, and I were in your case. I would be hang'd euen at the chamber doore Where I attempted, but i'le lay her flat. Why tell me truely, would it please you best, To haue her remaine chast, or conquered. Oh friend it would do me good at the heart To haue her ouer come, shee do's so brag And stand vpon her chastitie forsooth. Why then in plaine termes Sir, the fort is mine, Your wife has yeelded, vp-tailes is her song, The deed is done, come, now, be merrie man. Is the deed done indeed? come, come, you jest, Has my wife yeelded? is vptailes her song? Faith come, in prose, how got you to the matte first, ha. Pish, you are so bashfull now. Why, by my troth i'le tell you, because you are my friend, otherwise you must note it is a great hurt to the art of whooremasterie to discouer, besides the skill was neuer mine o'th price. Very good, on sir. At the first she was horrible stiffe against me, then Sir I tooke her by the hand, which I kiss'd. Good Sir. And I cal'd her pretie Rogue, and I thrust my finger betwixt her breasts, and I made lips; at last, I pul'd her by the chin to me, and I kist her. Hum, very good. So at the first, she kist very strangely, close, & vntoward; then said I to her, thinke bt vpon the wrongs, the intollerable wrongs, the rogue your Husband does you. I that was very good, what said she to you then sir? Nay, I went on. First quoth I, thinke how he hath vsd you, left you no meanes, giuen all your clothes to his Punckes, struck you, turn'd your gray eies into black ones, but yet— A preie conceit.