Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Like Will to Like (Quoth the Devil to the Collier) · chunk 2 of 23

Fulwell, Ulpian · published 1587 · first performed or written 1568 [1562-1568] (Annals)
moral
unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 522 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.

All kind of sciences he taught unto me, that to the maintenance of pride might best agree. I learned to make gowns with long sleeves and wings: I learned to make ruffs like Calves chitterlings. Caps, Hats, Coats, and all kind of apparels, And especially breathes as big as good barrels. Shoes, Boots, Buskins, with many pretty toys, All kind of garments for men, women and boys. Know ye me not now I thought that at the last, All acquaintance from Nichol newfangle is not past. Nichol newfangle was and is and ever shallbe, And there are but few that are not acquainted with me. For so soon as my prenticehood was once come out, I went by and by the whole world about. Sancte benedicite, who have we here? Tom tumbler or else some dancing bear, Body of me it were best go no near, For aught that I see it is my Godfather Lucifer. Whose prentice I have been this many a day, But no more words but mum, you shall hear what he will say How mine own boy I am glad that thou art here, He speaketh to you sir, I pray you come near. Nay thou art even he of whom I am well apaid. Then speak aloof of, to come nigh I am afraid. Why so my boy as though thou didst never see me? Yes godfather but I am afraid it is now as often times it is with thee For if my dame & thou hast been tumbling by the ears, As oftentimes you do like a couple of great bears. Thou carest not whom thou killest in thy raging mind, Dost not thou remember since thou bruisedst me behind? This hole in thy fury didst thou disclose: that now may a tent be put in as big as thy nose. this was when my dame called thee bottle nosed knave: But I am like to carry the mark to my grave, Oh my good boy he not afraid, For no such thing hath happened as thou hast said. But come to me my boy and bless thee I will, And see that my precepts thou do fulfil. Well Godfather if you will say aught to me in this case, Speak for in faith I mean not to kneel to that ill face. If our Lady Walsingham had no fairer face and visage, By the mass they were fools that would go to her on pilgrimage Well boy it shall not greatly skill: Whether thou stand or whether thou kneel. thou knowest what sciences I have thee taught, Which are able to bring the world to nought, For thou knowest that through pride from heaven I was cast: Even unto hell wherefore see thou make haste. Such pride through new fashions in men's hearts for to sow. that those that use it may have the like overthrow. From virtue procure men to set their minds aside: And wholly employ it to all sin and pride. Let thy new-fangled fashions bear such a sway: That a rascal be as proud as he that best may.
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PlayLike Will to Like (Quoth the Devil to the Collier)
AuthorFulwell, Ulpian
Publication year (edition)1587
First performance / composition (Annals)1568 [1562-1568]
First performance (BritDrama)1568 [Sep] [1562-1568]
Genre (British Drama)moral
Play typeInterlude;Nonprofessional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 89 · TCP A01353 · DEEP 78
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 56–109 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 23 in this edition
Length522 words · 652 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T51 — Parents and children: blessing, birthright and inheritance at 0.694
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)
All kinde of sciences he taught vnto me, that to the maintenance of pride might best agree. I learned to make gowns with long sleeues and winges: I learned to make ruffs like Calues chitterlings. Caps, Hats, Cotes, and all kinde of apparails, And especially Breethes as big as good barrels. Shoos, Boots, Buskins, with many prity toyes, All kinde of garments for men, women and boyes. Know ye me not now I thought that at the last, All acquaintance from Nichol newfangle is not past. Nichol newfangle was and is and euer shalbe, And there are but few that are not acquainted with me. For so soon as my prentishood was once come out, I went by and by the whole world about. Sancte benedicite, who haue we heere? Tom tumbler or els some dauncing beare, Body of me it were best goe no neere, For ought that I see it is my Godfather Lucifer. Whose prentice I haue been this many a day, But no more woords but mum, you shall heare what he wil say ¶ Howe mine own boy I am glad that thou art heere, ‡He speaketh to you sir, I pray you come neer. ‡Nay yu art euen he of whō I am wel appaid. ¶ Then speak aloof of, to come nie I am afraid. ¶ Why so my boy as though thou didst neuer see me? ¶ Yes godfather but I am afraid it is now as often times it is with thee For if my dame & yu hast been tumbling by the eares, As oftentimes you doo like a couple of great beares. Thou carest not whom thou killest in thy raging minde, Doost not thou remember since thou brusedst me behinde? This hole in thy fury didst thou disclose: that now may a tent be put in as big as thy nose. this was when my dame called thee bottle nosed knaue: But I am like to cary the mark to my graue, ¶ Oh my good boy he not afraid, For no such thing hath happened as thou hast saide. But come to me my boye and blesse thee I wil, And see that my precepts thou doo fulfill. ‡VVel Godfather if you will say ought to me in this case, Speak for in faith I meane not to kneell to that ill face. If our Lady Walsingham had no fairer face and visage, By the masse they were fooles that would goe to her on pilgremage ¶ VVel boy it shall not greatly skil: VVhether thou stand or whether thou kneele. thou knowest what sciences I haue thee taught, VVhich are able to bring the world to nought, For thou knowest that through pride from heauen I was cast: Euen vnto hell wherfore see thou make haste. Such pride through new fashions in mens harts for to sowe. that those that vse it may haue the like ouerthrowe. From vertue procure men to set their minds aside: And wholy imploy it to all sinne and pride. Let thy new fangled fashions bear such a sway: That a rascall be as proud as he that best may.