Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1603 [1603-1604] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.90 · 517 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
Take her away, I do not like her now, To prison with her: and away with him, Unless thou tellest me where thou hadst this Ring, Thou diest within this hour. I'll never tell you. Take her away. I'll put in bail my liege. I think thee now some common Customer. By Ioue if ever I knew man 'twas you. Wherefore hast thou accused him all this while. Because he's guilty, and he is not guilty: He knows I am no Maid, and he'll swear too't: I'll swear I am a Maid, and he knows not. Great King I am no strumpet, by my life, I am either Maid, or else this old man's wife. She does abuse our ears, to prison with her. Good mother fetch my bail. Stay Royal sir, The jeweller that owes the Ring is sent for, And he shall surety me. But for this Lord, Who hath abused me as he knows himself, Though yet he never harmed me, here I quit him. He knows himself my bed he hath defiled, And at that time he got his wife with child: Dead though she be, she feels her young one kick: So there's my riddle, one that's dead is quick, And now behold the meaning. Is there no exorcist Beguiles the truer Office of mine eyes? Is't real that I see? No my good Lord, 'Tis but the shadow of a wife you see, The name, and not the thing. Both, both, O pardon. Oh my good Lord, when I was like this Maid, I found you wondrous kind, there is your Ring, And look you, here's your letter: this it says, When from my finger you can get this Ring, And is by me with child, etc. This is done, Will you be mine now you are doubly won? If she my Liege can make me know this clearly, I'll love her dearly, ever, ever dearly. If it appear not plain, and prove untrue, Deadly divorce step between me and you. O my dear mother do I see you living? Mine eyes smell Onions, I shall weep anon: Good Tom Drum lend me a handkerchief. So I thank thee, wait on me home, I'll make sport with thee: Let thy curtsies alone, they are scurvy ones. Let us from point to point this story know, To make the even truth in pleasure flow: If thou be'st yet a fresh uncropped flower, Choose thou thy husband, and I'll pay thy dower. For I can guess, that by thy honest aid, Thou keptst a wife herself, thyself a Maid. Of that and all the progress more and less, Resolduedly more leisure shall express: All yet seems well, and if it end so meet, The bitter past, more welcome is the sweet. THe Kings a Beggar, now the Play is done, All is well ended, if this suit be won, That you express Content: which we will pay, With strife to please you, day exceeding day: Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts, Your gentle hands lends us, and take our hearts.
nodes 2086–2148 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 46 of 46 in this edition
Length
517 words · 680 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T32 — Rings and jewels as tokenscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.898 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Take her away, I do not like her now, To priſon with her: and away with him, Vnleſſe thou telſt me where thou hadſt this Ring, Thou dieſt within this houre. Ile neuer tell you. Take her away. Ile put in baile my liedge. I thinke thee now ſome common Cuſtomer. By Ioue if euer I knew man 'twas you. Wherefore haſt thou accuſde him al this while. Becauſe he's guiltie, and he is not guilty: He knowes I am no Maid, and hee'l ſweare too't: Ile ſweare I am a Maid, and he knowes not. Great King I am no ſtrumpet, by my life, I am either Maid, or elſe this old mans wife. She does abuſe our eares, to priſon with her. Good mother fetch my bayle. Stay Royall ſir, The Ieweller that owes the Ring is ſent for, And he ſhall ſurety me. But for this Lord, Who hath abus'd me as he knowes himſelfe, Though yet he neuer harm'd me, heere I quit him. He knowes himſelfe my bed he hath defil'd, And at that time he got his wife with childe: Dead though ſhe be, ſhe feeles her yong one kicke: So there's my riddle, one that's dead is quicke, And now behold the meaning. Is there no exorciſt Beguiles the truer Office of mine eyes? Is't reall that I ſee? No my good Lord, 'Tis but the ſhadow of a wife you ſee, The name, and not the thing. Both, both, O pardon. Oh my good Lord, when I was like this Maid, I found you wondrous kinde, there is your Ring, And looke you, heeres your letter: this it ſayes, When from my finger you can get this Ring, And is by me with childe, &c. This is done, Will you be mine now you are doubly wonne? If ſhe my Liege can make me know this clearly, Ile loue her dearely, euer, euer dearly. If it appeare not plaine, and proue vntrue, Deadly diuorce ſtep betweene me and you. O my deere mother do I ſee you liuing? Mine eyes ſmell Onions, I ſhall weepe anon: Good Tom Drumme lend me a handkercher. So I thanke thee, waite on me home, Ile make ſport with thee: Let thy curtſies alone, they are ſcuruy ones. Let vs from point to point this ſtorie know, To make the euen truth in pleaſure flow: If thou beeſt yet a freſh vncropped flower, Chooſe thou thy husband, and Ile pay thy dower. For I can gueſſe, that by thy honeſt ayde, Thou keptſt a wife her ſelfe, thy ſelfe a Maide▪ Of that and all the progreſſe more and leſſe, Reſolduedly more leaſure ſhall expreſſe: All yet ſeemes well, and if it end ſo meete, The bitter paſt, more welcome is the ſweet. THe Kings a Begger, now the Play is done, All is well ended, if this ſuite be wonne, That you expreſſe Content: which we will pay, With ſtrift to pleaſe you, day exceeding day: Ours be your patience then, and yours our parts, Your gentle hands lends vs, and take our hearts.