Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The New Inn, or The Light Heart · chunk 7 of 44

Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jan 19] (Annals)
comedy · King's Men
T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.74 · 514 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

The very same: The mad Lord Frampul! And this same is his daughter! But as cock-brained as ere the father was! There were two of 'em, Frances and Laetitiae; But Laetice was lost young; and, as the rumor Flew then, the mother upon it lost herself. A fond weak woman, went away in a melancholy, Because she brought him none but girls, she thought Her husband loved her not. And he, as foolish, Too late resenting the cause given, went after; In quest of her, and was not heard of since. A strange division of a family! And scattered, as i'the great confusion! But yet the Lady, th'heir, enjoys the land. And takes all lordly ways how to consume it As nobly as she can; if clothes, and feasting, And the authorized means of riot will do it. She shows her extract, and I honour her for it. Your horse's Sir are ready; and the house Dis- Pleased, thou thinkst? I cannot tell, discharged I'm sure it is. Charge it again, good Ferret. And make unready the horses: Thou know'st how. Chalk, and renew the rondels. I am, now Resolved to stay. I easily thought so, When you should hear what's purposed. What? To throw The house out o'the windo? Brain o'man, I shall ha'the worst of'at! will they not throw My household stuff out, first? Cushions, and Carpets, Chairs, stools, & bedding? is not their sport my ruin? Fear not, mine host, I am not o'the fellowship. I cannot see, Sir, how you will avoid it; They know already all, you are i'the house. Who know? The Lords: they have seen me, & inquired it. Why were you seen? Because indeed I had No medicine, Sir, to go invisible: No fern-seed in my pocket; Nor an Opal Wrapped in a Bay-leaf, i'my left fist, To charm their eyes with. He does give you reasons As round as Gyges' ring: which, say the Ancients, Was a hoop ring; and that is, round as a hoop! You will ha'your Rebus still, mine host. I must: My Lady, too, looked out o'the windo, & called me. And see where Secretary comes from her, Employed upon some embassy unto you— I'll meet her, if she come upon employment; Fair Lady, welcome, as your host can make you. Forbear, Sir, I am first to have mine audience, Before the compliment. This gentleman Is my address to. And it is in state. My Lady, Sir, as glad o'the encounter To find a servant, here, and such a servant, Whom she so values; with her best respects, Desires to be remembered: and invites Your nobleness, to be a part, today, Of the society, and mirth intended By her, and the young Lords, your fellow-servants. Who are alike ambitious of enjoying The fair request; and to that end have sent Me, their imperfect Orator, to obtain it: Which if I may, they have elected me, And crowned me, with the title of a sovereign Of the day's sports devised i'the Inn, So you be pleased to add your suffrage to it.
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PlayThe New Inn, or The Light Heart
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1631
First performance / composition (Annals)1629 [licensed for stage, Jan 19]
First performance (BritDrama)1629 [Jan]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 956 · TCP A04658 · DEEP 767
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 392–467 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 7 of 44 in this edition
Length514 words · 728 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.743 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T5 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
The very same: The mad Lord Frampul! And this same is his danghter! But as cock-brain'd as ere the father was! There were two of 'hem, Frances and Laetitiae; But Laetice was lost yong; and, as the rumor Flew then, the mother vpon it lost her selfe. A fond weake woman, went away in a melancholy, Because she brought him none but girles, she thought Her husband lou'd her not. And he, as foolish, Too late resenting the cause giu'n, went after; In quest of her, and was not heard of since. A strange diuision of a familie! And scattered, as i'the great confusion! But yet the Lady, th'heire, enioyes the land. And takes all lordly wayes how to confume it As nobly as she can; if cloathes, and feasting, And the authoriz'd meanes of riot will doe it. She shewes her extract, and I honor her for it. Your horses Sir are ready; and the house Dis- Pleas'd, thou thinkst? Icannot tel, dischargd I'am sure it is. Charge it again, good Ferret. And make vnready the horses: Thou knowst how. Chalke, and renew the rondels. I am, now Resolu'd to stay. I easily thought so, When you should heare what's purpos'd. What? To throw The house out o'the windo? Braine o'man, I shall ha'the worst o'that! will they not throw My houshold stuffe out, first? Cushions, and Carpets, Chaires, stooles, & bedding? is not their sport my ruine? Feare not, mine host, I am not o'the fellowship. I cannot see, Sir, how you will auoid it; They know already all, you are i'the house. Who know? The Lords: they haue seene me, & enquir'd it. Why were you seene Because indeed I had No med'cine, Sir, to goe inuisible: No Ferne-seed in my pocket; Nor an Opal Wrapt in a By-leafe, i'my left fist, To charme their eyes with. He dos giue you reasons As round as Giges ring: which, say the Ancients, Was a hoop ring; and that is, round as a hoop! You will ha'your Rebus still, mine host. I must: My Lady, too, lookt out o'the windo, & cal'd me. And see where Secretary comes from her, Emploi'd vpon some Ambassy vnto you— Ile meet her, if she come vpon emploiment; Faire Lady, welcome, as your host can make you. Forbeare, Sir, I am first to haue mine audience, Before the complement. This gentleman Is my addresse to. And it is in state. My Lady, Sir, as glad o'the encounter To finde a seruant, here, and such a seruant, Whom she so values; with her best respects, Desires to be remembred: and inuites Your noblenesse, to be a part, to day, Of the society, and mirth intended By her, and the yong Lords, your fellow-seruants. Who are alike ambitious of enioying The faire request; and to that end haue sent Me, their imperfect Orator, to obtaine it: Which if I may, they haue elected me, And crown'd me, with the title of a soueraigne Of the dayes sports deuised i'the Inne, So you be pleas'd to adde your suffrage to it.