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Bartholomew Fair · chunk 16 of 72

Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1614 [Oct 31] (Annals)
comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men
unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 518 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.

Verily, for the disease of longing, it is a disease, a carnal disease, or appetite, incident to women: and as it is carnal, and incident, it is natural, very natural: Now Pig, it is a meat, and a meat that is nourishing, and may be longed for, and so consequently eaten; it may be eaten; very exceeding well eaten: but in the Fair, and as a Bartholmew-pig, it cannot be eaten, for the very calling it a Bartholmew-pig, and to eat it so, is a spice of Idolatry, and you make the Fair, no better than one of the high Places. This I take it, is the state of the question. A high place. I, but in state of necessity: Place should give place, Mr Busie, (I have a conceit left, yet.) Good Brother, Zeal-of-the-land, think to make it as lawful as you can. Yes Sir, and as soon as you can: for it must be Sir; you see the danger my little wife is in, Sir. Truly, I do love my child dearly, and I would not have her miscarry, or hazard her first fruits, if it might be otherwise. Surely, it may be otherwise, but it is subject, to construction, subject, and hath a face of offence, with the weak, a great face, a foul face, but that face may have a veil put over it, and be shadowed, as it were, it may be eaten, and in the Fair, I take it, in a Booth, the tents of the wicked: the place is not much, not very much, we may be religious in midst of the profane, so it be eaten with a reformed mouth, with sobriety, and humbleness; not gorged in with gluttony, or greediness; there's the fear: for, should she go there, as taking pride in the place, or delight in the unclean dressing, to feed the vanity of the eye, or the lust of the palat, it were not well, it were not fit, it were abominable, and not good. Nay, I knew that afore, and told her on't, but courage, Win, we'll be humble enough; we'll seek out the homeliest Booth i'the Fair, that's certain, rather than fail, we'll eat it o' the ground. I, and I'll go with you myself, Win-the-fight, and my brother, Zeal-of-the-land, shall go with us too, for our better consolation. Uh, vh. I, and Solomon too, Win, (the more the merrier) Win, we'll leave Rabbi Busy in a Booth. Solomon, my cloak. Here, Sir. In the way of comfort to the weak, I will go, and eat. I will eat exceedingly, and prophesy; there may be a good use made of it, too, now I think on't: by the public eating of Swine's flesh, to profess our hate, and loathing of Iudaisme, whereof the brethrens stand taxed. I will therefore eat, yea, I will eat exceedingly. Good, i'faith, I will eat hearty too, because I will be no Iew, I could never away with that stiffnecked generation: and truly, I hope my little one will be like me, that cries for Pig so, i'the mother's belly.
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PlayBartholomew Fair
AuthorJonson, Ben
Publication year (edition)1631
First performance / composition (Annals)1614 [Oct 31]
First performance (BritDrama)1614 [Oct]
Company (BritDrama)Lady Elizabeth's Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 971 · TCP A72473 · DEEP 5124.001
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 206–218 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 16 of 72 in this edition
Length518 words · 738 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T44 — Drinking: wine, ale and taverns at 0.715
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)
Verily, for the diſeaſe of longing, it is a diſeaſe, a carnall diſeaſe, or appetite, incident to women: and as it is carnall, and incident, it is naturall, very naturall: Now Pigge, it is a meat, and a meat that is nouriſhing, and may be long'd for, and ſo conſequently eaten; it may be eaten; very exceeding well eaten: but in the Fayre, and as a Bartholmew-pig, it cannot be eaten, for the very calling it a Bartholmew-pigge, and to eat it ſo, is a ſpice of Idolatry, and you make the Fayre, no better then one of the high Places. This I take it, is the ſtate of the queſtion. A high place. I, but in ſtate of neceſſity: Place ſhould giue place, Mr Buſy, (I haue a conceit left, yet.) Good Brother, Zeale-of-the-land, thinke to make it as lawfull as you can. Yes Sir, and as ſoone as you can: for it muſt be Sir; you ſee the danger my little wife is in, Sir. Truely, I doe loue my child dearely, and I would not haue her miſcarry, or hazard her firſt fruites, if it might be otherwiſe. Surely, it may be otherwiſe, but it is ſubiect, to conſtruction, ſubiect, and hath a face of offence, with the weake, a great face, a foule face, but that face may haue a vaile put ouer it, and be ſhaddowed, as it were, it may be eaten, and in the Fayre, I take it, in a Booth, the tents of the wicked: the place is not much, not very much, we may be religious in midſt of the prophane, ſo it be eaten with a reformed mouth, with ſobriety, and humbleneſſe; not gorg'd in with gluttony, or greedineſſe; there's the feare: for, ſhould ſhe goe there, as taking pride in the place, or delight in the vncleane dreſſing, to feed the vanity of the eye, or the luſt of the palat, it were not well, it were not fit, it were abominable, and not good. Nay, I knew that afore, and told her on't, but courage, Win, we'll be humble enough; we'll ſeeke out the homelieſt Booth i'the Fayre, that's certaine, rather then faile, wee'll eate it o' the ground. I, and I'll goe with you my ſelfe, Win-the-fight, and my brother, Zeale-of-the-land, ſhall goe with vs too, for our better conſolation. Vh, vh. I, and Salomon too, Win, (the more the merrier) Win, we'll leaue Rabby Buſy in a Booth. Salomon, my cloake. Here, Sir. In the way of comfort to the weake, I will goe, and eat. I will eate exceedingly, and propheſie; there may be a good vſe made of it, too, now I thinke on't: by the publike eating of Swines fleſh, to profeſſe our hate, and loathing of Iudaiſme, whereof the brethren ſtand taxed. I will therefore eate, yea, I will eate exceedingly. Good, i'faith, I will eate heartily too, becauſe I will be no Iew, I could neuer away with that ſtiffenecked generation: and truely, I hope my little one will be like me, that cries for Pigge ſo, i'the mothers belly.