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A King and No King · chunk 34 of 49

Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1619 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals)
tragicomedy · King's Men · Globe
T46 Swords, quarrels and valour typicality 0.82 · 485 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.

This love, or what a devil is it, I know not, begets more mischief than a wake. I had rather be we I beaten starved, or lousy, then live within the air on't. He that had seen this brave fellow charge through a grove of pikes but other day, and look upon him now, will near believe his eyes again; If he continue thus but two days more, a tailor may beat him with one hand tied behind him. Alas she would be at liberty, And there be thousand reasons Gobrius That will deny it: Which if she knew, she would contentedly Be where she is and bless her virtue for it, And me though she were closer, She would Gobrius, Good man indeed she would. Then good Sir for her satisfaction Send for her, and with reason make her know Why she must live thus from you. I will go bring her to me. You're very welcome both, some stools there boy, And reach a Table; Gentlemen o'th' Sword, Pray sit without more complement: be gone child, I have been curious in the searching of you, Because I understood you wise, and valiant persons. we understand ourselves Sir. Nay Gentlemen, and my dear friends o'th' Sword, No complement I pray; but to the cause I hang upon, which in few, is my honour. You cannot hang too much Sir for your honour, But to your cause, be wise, and speak truth. My first doubt is my beating by my Prince. Stay there a little Sir, do you doubt a beating, Or have you had a beating by your Prince. Gentlemen ath' sword, my Prince has beaten me. Brother what think you of this case If he have beaten him, the case is clear. If he have beaten him I grant the case; But how? We cannot be too subtle in this business I say, but how? even with his royal hand. Was it a blow of love or indignation. 'twas twenty blows of indignation gentlemen, Besides two blows ath' face. Those blows ath' face have made a new case on't, The rest were but an honourable rudeness. Two blows o'th' face, and given by a worse man, I must confess as we Swordmen say, had turned the business: Mark me brother, by a worse man; but being by his Prince, had they been ten, and those ten drawn ten teeth, beside the hazard of his nose for ever; all these had been but favours: This is my flat opinion, which I'll die in. The King may do much Captain believe it, for had he cracked your skull through like a bottle, or broke a rib or two with crossing of you, yet you had lost no honour: This is strange you may imagine; but this is truth now Captain. I will be glad to embrace it gentleman; But how far may he strike me?
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA King and No King
AuthorBeaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John
Publication year (edition)1619
First performance / composition (Annals)1611
First performance (BritDrama)1611
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterGlobe;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 808 · TCP A06207 · DEEP 670
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1750–1791 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 34 of 49 in this edition
Length485 words · 609 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T46 — Swords, quarrels and valour cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.821 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T42 · seed 44: T42 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
This loue, or what a diuell is it, I know not, begets more miſchiefe then a wake. I had rather be we I beaten ſtaru'd, or lowſie, then liue within the aire ont. He that had ſeene this braue fellow charge through a groue of pykes but tother day, and looke vpon him now, will nere beleeue his eyes againe; If he continue thus but two daies more, a Taylor may beat him with one hand tyed behind him. Alas ſhe would be at libertie, And there be thouſand reaſons Gobrius That will denie it: Which if ſhe knew, ſhe would contentedly Be where ſhe is and bleſſe her vertue for it, And me though ſhe were cloſer, She would Gobrius, Good man indeed ſhe would. Then good Sir for her ſatisfaction Send for her, and with reaſon make her know VVhy ſhe muſt liue thus from you. I will goe bring her to me. Y' are verie welcome both, ſome ſtooles there boy, And reach a Table; Gentlemen oth' Sword, Pray ſit without more complement: be gone childe, I haue beene curious in the ſearching of you, Becauſe I vnderſtood you wiſe, and valiant perſons. vve vnderſtand our ſelues Sir. Nay Gentlemen, and my deare friends oth' Sword, No complement I pray; but to the cauſe I hang vpon, which in few, is my honour. You cannot hang too much Sir for your honour, But to your cauſe, be wiſe, and ſpeake truth. My firſt doubt is my beating by my Prince. Stay there a little Sir, doe you doubt a beating, Or haue you had a beating by your Prince. Gentlemen ath'ſword, my Prince has beaten me. Brother what thinke you of this caſe If he haue beaten him, the caſe is cleare. If he haue beaten him I grant the caſe; But how? VVe cannot be too ſubtill in this buſineſſe I ſay, but how? Euen with his royall hand. Was it a blow of loue or indignation. T was twentie blowes of indignation gentlemen, Beſides two blowes ath'face. Thoſe blowes ath'face haue made a new caſe ont', The reſt were but an honourable rudneſſe▪ Two blowes oth'face, and giuen by a worſe man, I muſt confeſſe as we Sword-men ſay, had turnd the buſineſſe: Marke me brother, by a worſe man; but being by his Prince, had they beene ten, and thoſe ten drawne ten teeth, beſide the hazard of his noſe for euer; all theſe had beene but fauours: This is my flat opinion, which Ile die in. The King may doe much Captaine beieeue it, for had hee crackt your skull through like a bottle, or broke a rib or two with croſſing of you, yet you had loſt no honour: This is ſtrange you may imagin; but this is truth now Captaine. I will be glad to imbrace it gentleman; But how farre may he ſtrike me?