The School of Compliment (Love Tricks) · chunk 34 of 44
Shirley, James · published 1631 · first performed or written 1625 [licensed for stage, Feb 11] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T46 Swords, quarrels and valour typicality 0.77 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Not a syllable. He did accept the challenge, and the weapons were soon agreed upon, and we met: but not a word of fighting, if you love me. You are not come to fighting yet yourself, but by the way, what were your weapons? A long sword. 'twas long ere you could remember it, methinks. Soon as we came into the place appointed, we looked about, and saw all clear. As clear as day on your side. We drew, but not a word of fighting, by this hand. Not by that hand. We threw our doublets off, to show we had no Coat of mail, or privy shirt upon us, against the laws of duelling, in fine, I bid him say his prayers. 'twas well thought upon, and what did you? I let 'em alone, for I knew I should kill him, and have time enough to say 'em afterwards at my leisure. When he had prayed, what then? When he had said his prayers, he thought upon it, and let fall words tending to reconcilement: a my conscience, he would have asked me forgiveness, but I stood upon my honour, and would fight with him, and so we stood upon our guard: but not a word of fighting, if you love me. Oh, by no means, but when did you fight? I'll tell you, Antonio when he saw no remedy, but that I would needs fight with him, and so consequently kill him, made a desperate blow at my head, which I warded with my dagger, better than he looked for, and in return, I cut off his left hand, whereat amazed and fainting, I nimbly seconded it, as you know I am very nimble, and run my Rapier into his right thigh, two yards. Then you were on both sides of him? Your Rapier, did you not say your weapons were long swords? But mine was both a sword and Rapier, there's it, but not a word of fighting, as you love me: well, not to weary you with the narration of the innumerable wounds I gave him, I cut off every joint from his toe upwards, to his middle, by these hilts, now you may believe me, there ended Antonio my rival, judge, judge now, whether Bubulcus be valiant or not, but not a word of fighting, as you love me, let it die. 'twas very valiantly done. Hark you, Sweetheart, do you not remember who this is, that you have discovered this business too? this is Selina, his own sister. What a rogue was I, not to remember that? Do not you know that she is my mother in Law? nay, nay, pluck up a good heart, what will you do? there's no running away. Have you never an empty chest? What, to hide yourself? that I know you would not do for your credit: draw your sword, and stand upon your guard, we know you are valiant, that could kill Antonio so bravely.
nodes 1107–1131 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 34 of 44 in this edition
Length
498 words · 647 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T46 — Swords, quarrels and valourcross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.770 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T42 · seed 44: T42 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Not a syllable. Hee did accept the challenge, and the weapons were soone agreed vpon, and wee met: but not a word of fighting, if you loue me. You are not come to fighting yet your selfe, but by the way, what were your weapons? A long sword. Twas long ere you could remember it, me thinkes. Soone as we came into the place appointed, wee looked about, and saw all cleere. As cleere as day on your side. We drew, but not a word of fighting, by this hand. Not by that hand. We threw our doublets off, to shew wee had no Coate of maile, or priuie shirt vpon vs, against the lawes of duelling, in fine, I bid him say his prayers. Twas well thought vpon, and what did you? I let 'em alone, for I knew I should kill him, and haue time enough to say 'em afterwards at my leasure. When he had prayed, what then? When he had said his praiers, he thought vpon it, and let fall words tending to reconcilement: a my conscience, he would haue asked me forgiuenesse, but I stood vpon my honour, and would fight with him, and so wee stood vpon our guard: but not a word of fighting, if you loue me. Oh, by no meanes, but when did you fight? Ile tell you, Antonio when he saw no remedie, but that I would needs fight with him, and so consequently kill him, made a desperate blow at my head, which I warded with my dagger, better then he looked for, and in returne, I cut off his left hand, whereat amazed and fainting, I nimbly seconded it, as you know I am very nimble, and run my Rapier into his right thigh, two yards. Then you were on both sides of him? Your Rapier, did you not say your weapons were long swords? But mine was both a sword and Rapier, there's it, but not a word of fighting, as you loue me: well, not to weary you with the narration of the inumerable wounds I gaue him, I cut off euery ioint from his toe vpwards, to his middle, by these hilts, now you may beleeue me, there ended Antonio my riuall, iudge, iudge now, whether Bubulcus be valiant or not, but not a word of sighting, as you loue me, let it dye. Twas very valiantly done. Harke you, Sweet-heart, doe you not remember who this is, that you haue discouered this businesse too? this is Selina, his owne sister. What a rogue was I, not to remember that? Doe not you know that she is my mother in Law? nay, nay, plucke vp a good heart, what will you doe? theres no running away. Haue you neuer an emptie chest? What, to hide your selfe? that I know you would not doe for your credit: draw your sword, and stand vpon your guard, we know your are valiant, that could kill Antonio so brauely.