Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Thierry and Theodoret · chunk 20 of 38

Anonymous / Fletcher, John / Massinger, Philip · published 1621 · first performed or written 1617 [1613-1621] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 509 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.

After that rate, I and my friends would beggar the kingdom. Sir you have made me blush to see my want, whose cure is such a cheap and easy purchase, this is male bawdry belike. See, you shall not belong earning your wages, your work's before your eyes. Leave it to my handling, i'll fall upon't instantly: What opinion will the managing of this affair Bring to my wisdom? my invention tickles With apprehension on't: These are the joys of marriage Lady, Whose sights are able to dissolve virginity. Speak freely, do you not envy the Bride's felicity? How should I, being partner of't? What you enjoy is but the banquets view, The taste stands from your palate; if he impart By day so much of his content, think what night gave? Will you have a relish of wit Lady? This is the man. If it be not dear Sir. If you affect cheapness, how can you prize this sullied ware so much? mine is fresh, my own, not retailed. You are saucy sirrah. The fitter to be in the dish with such dry stockfish as you Are, how strike? Remember the condition as you look for payment. That box was left out of the bargain. Help, help, help. Plague of the scriveners running hand, What a blow is this to my reputation? What villain dares this outrage? hear me Sir, this creature hired me with fifty crowns in hand, to let Protaldy have the better of me at single rapier on a made quarrel; he mistaking the weapon, lays me over the chops with his clubfist, for which I was bold to teach him the art of memory. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Your General, mother, will display himself Spite of our peace I see. Forbear these civil jars, fie Protaldy, So open in your projects, avoid our presence sirrah. Willingly, if you have any more wages to earn, You see I can take pains. There's somewhat for thy labour, more than was promised, ha, ha, ha: Where could I wish myself now? in the I'll of dogs, So I might scape scratching, for I see by her cat's eyes I shall be clawed fearfully. we'll hear no more on't, music drown all sadness; soft Command the Revellers in, at what a rate I do purchase music My mother's absence, to give my spleen full liberty. Speak not a thought's delay, it names thy ruin. I had thought my life had borne more value with you. Thy loss carries mine with't, let that secure thee, The vault is ready, and the door conveys to't, Falls just behind his chair, the blow once given, Thou art unseen. I cannot feel more than I fear, i'm sure. withdraws: Be gone, and let them laugh their own destruction. You will add unto her rage. Foot I shall burst unless I vent myself, ha, ha, ha. Me Sir, you never could Have found a time to invite more willingness, In my dispose to pleasure. Would you would please to make some other choice
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PlayThierry and Theodoret
AuthorAnonymous / Fletcher, John / Massinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1621
First performance / composition (Annals)1617 [1613-1621]
First performance (BritDrama)1617 [1613-1621]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 826 · TCP A00968 · DEEP 691
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1322–1376 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 20 of 38 in this edition
Length509 words · 668 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousy at 0.827
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
After that rate, I and my friends would begger the kingdome. Sir you haue made me blush to see my want, whose cure is such a cheape and easie purchase, this is male bawdery belike. See, you shall not belong earning your wages, your worke's before your eyes. Leaue it to my handling, ile fall vpon't instantly: What opinion will the managing of this affaire Bring to my wisedome? my inuention tickles With apprehension on't: These are the ioyes of marriage Lady, Whose sights are able to dissolue virginity. Speake freely, do you not enuy the brides felicity? How should I, being partner of't? What you enioy is but the banquets view, The taste stands from your pallat; if he impart By day so much of his content, thinke what night gaue? Will you haue a rellish of wit Lady? This is the man. If it be not deare Sir. If you affect cheapenes, how can you prize this sullied ware so much? mine is fresh, my owne, not retailde. You are sawcy sirra. The fitter to be in the dish with such dry stockfish as you Are, how strike? Remember the condition as you looke for payment. That boxe was left out of the bargaine. Helpe, helpe, helpe. Plague of the scruiners running hand, What a blow is this to my reputation? What villaine dares this outrage? Heere mee Sir, this creature hir'de mee with fifty crownes in hand, to let Protaldye haue the better of mee at single rapier on a made quarrell; he mistaking the weapon, layes mee ouer the chops with his clubfist, for which I was bold to teach him the art of memory. Ha, ha, ha, ha. Your Generall, mother, will display himselfe Spight of our peace I see. Forbeare these ciuill iarres, fie Protaldye, So open in your proiects, auoyde our presence sirra. Willingly, if you haue any more wages to earne, You see I can take paines. There's somewhat for thy labor, more then was promis'd, ha, ha, ha: Where could I wish my selfe now? in the Ile of dogs, So I might scape scratching, for I see by her cats eyes I shall be claw'd fearefully. Weele heare no more on't, musique drowne al sadnes; soft Command the Reuellers in, at what a rate I do purchase musique My mothers absence, to giue my spleene full liberty. Speake not a thoughrs delay, it names thy ruine. I had thought my life had borne more valew with you. Thy losse carries mine with't, let that secure thee, The vault is ready, and the dore conuyes too't, Falls iust behind his chaire, the blow once giuen, Thou art vnseene. I cannot feele more then I feare, ime sure. withdrawes: Be gone, and let them laugh their owne destruction. You will adde vnto her rage. Foote I shall burst vnlesse I vent my selfe, ha, ha, ha. Me Sir, you neuer could Haue found a time to inuite more willingnesse, In my dispose to pleasure. Would you would please to make some other choice