Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

As You Like It · chunk 42 of 44

Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals)
comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 460 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.

And how was that ta'en up? I'faith we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause. How seventh cause? Good my Lord, like this fellow. I like him very well. God'ild you sir, I desire you of the like: I press in here sir, amongst the rest of the Country copulatives to swear, and to forswear, according as marriage binds and blood breaks: a poor virgin sir, an ill-favoured thing sir, but mine own, a poor humour of mine sir, to take that that no man else will: rich honesty dwells like a miser sir, in a poor house, as your Pearl in your foul oyster. By my faith, he is very swift, and sententious According to the fool's bolt sir, and such dulcet diseases. But for the seventh cause. How did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause? Upon a lie, seven times removed: (bear your body more seeming Audery) as thus sir: I did dislike the cut of a certain Courtier's beard: he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was: this is called the retort courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not well cut, he would send me word he cut it to please himself: this is called the quip modest. If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgement: this is called, the reply churlish. If again it was not well cut, he would answer I spoke not true: this is called the reproof valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lie: this is called the countercheck quarrelsome: and so to lie circumstantial, and the lie direct. And how oft did you say his beard was not well cut? I durst go no further than the lie circumstantial: nor he durst not give me the lie direct: and so we measured swords, and parted. Can you nominate in order now, the degrees of the lie. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book: as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous: the second, the Quip-modest: the third, the reply Churlish: the fourth, the Reproof valiant: the fift, the Countercheck quarrelsome: the sixth, the Lie with circumstance: the seventh, the Lie direct: all these you may avoid, but the Lie direct: and you may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven justices could not take up a Quarrel, but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an If; as if you said so, than I said so: and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your If, is the only peacemaker: much virtue in if.
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PlayAs You Like It
AuthorShakespeare, William
Publication year (edition)1623
First performance / composition (Annals)1599 [1598-1599]
First performance (BritDrama)1600 [1598-1600]
Company (BritDrama)Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 868 · TCP A11954 · DEEP 5081.10
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1706–1718 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 42 of 44 in this edition
Length460 words · 609 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T35 — Fools, wit and railing at 0.641
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)
And how was that tane vp? 'Faith we met, and found the quarrel was vpon the ſeuenth cauſe. How ſeuenth cauſe? Good my Lord, like this fellow. I like him very well. Godild you ſir, I deſire you of the like: I preſſe in heere ſir, amongſt the reſt of the Country copulatiues to ſweare, and to forſweare, according as mariage binds and blood breakes: a poore virgin ſir, an il-fauor'd thing ſir, but mine owne, a poore humour of mine ſir, to take that that no man elſe will: rich honeſtie dwels like a miſer ſir, in a poore houſe, as your Pearle in your foule oyſter. By my faith, he is very ſwift, and ſententious According to the fooles bolt ſir, and ſuch dulcet diſeaſes. But for the ſeuenth cauſe. How did you finde the quarrell on the ſeuenth cauſe? Vpon a lye, ſeuen times remoued: (beare your bodie more ſeeming Audry) as thus ſir: I did diſlike the cut of a certaine Courtiers beard: he ſent me word, if I ſaid his beard was not cut well, hee was in the minde it was: this is call'd the retort courteous. If I ſent him word againe, it was not well cut, he wold ſend me word he cut it to pleaſe himſelfe: this is call'd the quip modeſt. If againe, it was not well cut, he diſabled my iudgment: this is called, the reply churliſh. If againe it was not well cut, he would anſwer I ſpake not true: this is call'd the reproofe valiant. If againe, it was not well cut, he wold ſay, I lie: this is call'd the counter-checke quarrelſome: and ſo to lye circumſtantiall, and the lye direct. And how oft did you ſay his beard was not well cut? I durſt go no further then the lye circumſtantial: nor he durſt not giue me the lye direct: and ſo wee meaſur'd ſwords, and parted. Can you nominate in order now, the degrees of the lye. O ſir, we quarrel in print, by the booke: as you haue bookes for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The firſt, the Retort courteous: the ſecond, the Quip-modeſt: the third, the reply Churliſh: the fourth, the Reproofe valiant: the fift, the Counterchecke quarrelſome: the ſixt, the Lye with circumſtance: the ſeauenth, the Lye direct: all theſe you may auoyd, but the Lye direct: and you may auoide that too, with an If. I knew when ſeuen Iuſtices could not take vp a Quarrell, but when the parties were met themſelues, one of them thought but of an If; as if you ſaide ſo, then I ſaide ſo: and they ſhooke hands, and ſwore brothers. Your If, is the onely peace-maker: much vertue in if.