Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men T6 Money, debt and credit typicality 0.86 · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.
I cannot say, 'tis pity She lacks Instructions, for she seems a Mistress To most that teach. Your pardon Sir, for this, I'll blush you Thanks. My prettiest Perdita. But O, the Thorns we stand upon: (Camillo) Preserver of my Father, now of me, The Medicine of our House: how shall we do? We are not furnished like Bohemia's Son, Nor shall appear in Sicilia. My Lord, Fear none of this: I think you know my fortunes Do all lie there: it shall be so my care, To have you royally appointed, as if The Scene you play, were mine. For instance Sir, That you may know you shall not want: one word. Ha', ha', what a Fool Honesty is? and Trust (his sworn brother) a very simple Gentleman. I have sold all my trumpery: not a counterfeit Stone, not a Ribbon, Glass, Pomander, Browch, Table-book, Ballad, Knife, Tape, Glove, Shooe-tye, Bracelet, Horne-Ring, to keep my Pack from fasting: they throng who should buy first, as if my Trinkets had been hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which means, I saw whose Purse was best in Picture; and what I saw, to my good use, I remembered. My Clown (who wants but something to be a reasonable man) grew so in love with the Wenches Song, that he would not stir his Petty-toes, till he had both Tune and Words, which so drew the rest of the Herd to me, that all their other Senses stuck in Ears: you might have pinched a Placket, it was senseless; 'twas nothing to geld a Codpiece of a Purse: I would have filled Keys of that hung in Chains: no hearing, no feeling, but my Sirs Song, and admiring the Nothing of it. So that in this time of Lethargy, I pickd and cut most of their Festival Purses: And had not the old-man come in with a Whoo-bub against his Daughter, and the King's Son, and scared my Chowghes from the Chaff, I had not left a Purse alive in the whole Army. Nay, but my Letters by this means being there So soon as you arrive, shall clear that doubt. And those that you'll procure from King Leontes? Shall satisfy your Father. Happy be you: All that you speak, shows fair. Who have we here? we'll make an Instrument of this: omit Nothing may give us aid. If they have overheard me now: why hangging. How now (good Fellow) Why shak'st thou so? Fear not (man) Here's no harm intended to thee. I am a poor Fellow, Sir. Why, be so still: here's no body will steal that from thee: yet for the outside of thy poverty, we must make an exchange; therefore dis-case thee instantly (thou must think there's a necessity in't) and change Garments with this Gentleman: Though the pennyworth (on his side) be the worst, yet hold thee, there's some boot.
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Length
486 words · 686 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T6 — Money, debt and creditcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.857 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T9 · seed 44: T10 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I cannot ſay, 'tis pitty She lacks Inſtructions, for ſhe ſeemes a Miſtreſſe To moſt that teach. Your pardon Sir, for this, Ile bluſh you Thanks. My prettieſt Perdita. But O, the Thornes we ſtand vpon: (Camillo) Preſeruer of my Father, now of me, The Medicine of our Houſe: how ſhall we doe? We are not furniſh'd like Bohemia's Sonne, Nor ſhall appeare in Sicilia. My Lord, Feare none of this: I thinke you know my fortunes Doe all lye there: it ſhall be ſo my care, To haue you royally appointed, as if The Scene you play, were mine. For inſtance Sir, That you may know you ſhall not want: one word. Ha, ha, what a Foole Honeſtie is? and Truſt (his ſworne brother) a very ſimple Gentleman. I haue ſold all my Tromperie: not a counterfeit Stone, not a Ribbon, Glaſſe, Pomander, Browch, Table-booke, Ballad, Knife, Tape, Gloue, Shooe-tye, Bracelet, Horne-Ring, to keepe my Pack from faſting: they throng who ſhould buy firſt, as if my Trinkets had beene hallowed, and brought a benediction to the buyer: by which meanes, I ſaw whoſe Purſe was beſt in Picture; and what I ſaw, to my good vſe, I remembred. My Clowne (who wants but ſomething to be a reaſonable man) grew ſo in loue with the Wenches Song, that hee would not ſtirre his Petty-toes, till he had both Tune and Words, which ſo drew the reſt of the Heard to me, that all their other Sences ſtucke in Eares: you might haue pinch'd a Placket, it was ſenceleſſe; 'twas nothing to gueld a Cod-peece of a Purſe: I would haue fill'd Keyes of that hung in Chaynes: no hearing, no feeling, but my Sirs Song, and admiring the Nothing of it. So that in this time of Lethargie, I pickd and cut moſt of their Feſtiuall Purſes: And had not the old-man come in with a Whoo-bub againſt his Daughter, and the Kings Sonne, and ſcar'd my Chowghes from the Chaffe, I had not left a Purſe aliue in the whole Army. Nay, but my Letters by this meanes being there So ſoone as you arriue, ſhall cleare that doubt. And thoſe that you'le procure from King Leontes? Shall ſatisfie your Father. Happy be you: All that you ſpeake, ſhewes faire. Who haue we here? Wee'le make an Inſtrument of this: omit Nothing may giue vs aide. If they haue ouer-heard me now: why hanging. How now (good Fellow) Why ſhak'ſt thou ſo? Feare not (man) Here's no harme intended to thee. I am a poore Fellow, Sir. Why, be ſo ſtill: here's no body will ſteale that from thee: yet for the out-ſide of thy pouertie, we muſt make an exchange; therefore diſ-caſe thee inſtantly (thou muſt thinke there's a neceſſitie in't) and change Garments with this Gentleman: Though the penny-worth (on his ſide) be the worſt, yet hold thee, there's ſome boot.