Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Wedding · chunk 18 of 36

Shirley, James · published 1629 · first performed or written 1626 (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 490 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.

Sir I do love your daughter:— I thought it necessary to acquaint you first, because I would go about the business judicially. You oblige us both. I'll promise you one thing. What's that? I'll bring your daughter no wealth. Say you so: what then you promise her nothing. But I will bring her that which is greater than wealth. What's that? myself. A fair jointure. Nay, i'll bring her more. It shan't need, no woman can desire more of a man. I can bring her good qualities, if she want any: I ha' travailed for 'em. What are they? The Languages. You suspect she will want tongue:— let me see— Parlez franzois monsieur. Diggon a camrag. That's Welch. Pocas palabras. That's Spanish. Troth I have such a confusion of languages in my head, you must e'en take 'em as they come. You may speak that more exactly— Havelar spagniel Signior? Serge-dubois,— Calli-mancho, et Perpetuana. There's stuff indeed, since you are so perfect, I'll trust you for the rest. I must refer you sir unto my daughter, if you can win her fair opinion, my consent my happily follow: so She is in presence— Mercy madam— This fellow looks like the principal in Usury, and this Rat follows him like a pitiful eight in the hundred:— come hither sirrah, your name is Chameleon. It is too true sir. You did live with master Rawbone. No sir, I did starve with him, and please you: I could not live with him. How do you like your change? Never worse. Master Lodam wants no flesh. But I do:— I ha' no justice sir, my lean master would eat no meat, and my fat master eats up all— is your worship's house troubled with Vermin? Something at this time. Peace and i'll catch a mouse then.— My nephew turned Gentleman Usher. Sir Iohn Belfare's daughter. 'Las poor Gentlewoman, I compassionate her unkind destiny. Let us entreat a word in private sir— I cannot tell how you stand affected, but if you can love a man, I know not what is wanting, greatness is a thing that your wisest Ladies have an itch after: for my own part I was never in love before, and if you have me not, never willbe again. Think on't between this and after dinner, I will stay o'purpose for your answer. You're very short. I would not be kept in expectation above an hour, for love is worse than a Lent to me, and fasting is a thing my flesh abhors, if my doublet be not filled, I know who fares the worse for't. I would keep my flesh to swear by, and if you and I cannot agree upon the matter, I would lose nothing by you. You're very resolute. Ever while you live, a fat man, and a man of resolution go together: I do not commend myself, but there are no such fiery things in nature.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Wedding
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1629
First performance / composition (Annals)1626
First performance (BritDrama)1626 [1626-1629]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 920 · TCP A12155 · DEEP 742
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1096–1141 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 18 of 36 in this edition
Length490 words · 665 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T33 — Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiations at 0.829
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)
Sir I doe loue your daughter:— I thought it necessary to acquaint you first, because I would go about the businesse iudicially. You obliege vs both. Ile promise you one thing. What▪s that? Ile bring your daughter no wealth. Say you so: what then you promise her nothing. But I will bring her that which is greater then wealth. What's that? My selfe. A faire ioynture. Nay, ile bring her more. It shu'not neede, no woman can desire moe of a man. I can bring her good qualities, if sh want any: I ha trauail'd for em. What are they? The Languges. You suspct shee will want tongue: —let me see— Parlez franzois monsieur. Diggon a camag. That's Wech. Pocas palabras. That's Spanish. Troth I haue such a confusion of languages in my head, you must e'en take em as they come. You may speake that more exactly—Hauelar spagnil Signior? Serge-dubois, —Calli-mancho, et Perpetu-ana. There's stuffe indeede, since you are so perfect, Ile trust you for the rest. I must referre you sir vnto my daughter, if you can winne her faire opinion, my consent my happily follow: so Shee is in presence — Mecie Madame— This fellow lookes like the principall in Vsury, and this Rat followes him like a pittifull eight in the hundred: —come hither sra, your name is Cameleon. It is too true sir. You did liue with master Rawbone. No sir, I did starue with him, and please you: I could not liue with him. How doe you like your change? Neuer worse. Master Lodam wants no flesh. But I doe: — I ha no Iustice sir, my leane master would eate no meae, and my fat master eates vp all — is your Worships house troubled with Vermin? Something at this time. Peace and ile catch a mouse then. — My nephew turn'd Gentle-man Vsher. Sir Iohn Belfares daughter. 'Las poore Gentle-woman, I compassionate her vnkind destiny. Let vs intreat a word in priuate sir— I cannot tell how you stand affected, but if you can loue a man, I know not what is wanting, greatnesse is a thing that your wisest Ladies haue an itch after: for my owne part I was neuer in loue before, and if you haue me not, neuer wilbee agen. Thinke on't betweene this and after dinner, I will stay o'purpose for your answere. Y'are very short. I wod not be kept in expectation aboue an houre, for loue is worse then a Lent to me, and fasting is a thing my flesh abhorres, if my doblet be not fi'd, I know who faes the worse for't. I would keepe my flesh to sweare by, and if you and I cannot agree vpon the matter, I would loose nothing by you. Y'are very resolute. Euer while you liue, a fat man, and a man of resolution goe together: I doe not commend my selfe, but there are no such fiery things in nature.