Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1614 [Oct 31] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns typicality 0.86 · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
What do you lack, Gentlemen, what is't you lack? a fine Horse? a Lion? a Bull? a Bear? a Dog, or a Cat? an excellent fine Bartholmew-bird? or an Instrument? what is't you lack? 'Slid! here's Orpheus among the beasts, with his Fiddle, and all! Will you buy any comfortable bread, Gentlemen? And Ceres selling her daughter's picture, in Ginger-work! That these people should be so ignorant to think us chapmen for 'hem! do we look as if we would buy Gingerbread? or Hobby-horses? Why, they know no better ware than they have, nor better customers than come. And our very being here makes us fit to be demanded, as well as others. Would Coke would come! there were a true customer for 'hem. How much is't? thirty shillings? who's yonder! Ned Win-wife? and Tom Quarlous, I think! yes, (give me it all) (give me it all) Master Win-wife! Master Quarlous! will you take a pipe of tobacco with us? do not discredit me now, Zekiel. Do not see him! he is the roaring horse-courser, pray thee let's avoid him: turn down this way. 'Sblood, I'll see him, and roar with him, too, and he roared as loud as Neptune, pray thee go with me. You may draw me to as likely an inconvenience, when you please, as this. Go to than, come along, we ha' nothing to do, man, but to see sights, now. Welcome Master Quarlous, and Master Win-wife! will you take any froth, and smoke with us? Yes, Sir, but you'll pardon us, if we knew not of so much familiarity between us afore. As what, Sir? To be so lightly invited to smoke, and froth. A good vapour! will you sit down, Sir? this is old Ursula's mansion, how like you her bower? here you may ha' your Punk, and your Pig in state, Sir, both piping hot. I had rather ha' my Punk, cold, Sir. There's for me, Punk! and Pig! What Mooncalf? you Rogue. By and by, the bottle is almost of Mistress, here Master Arthur. I'll part you, and your playfellow there, i'the guarded coat, an you sunder not the sooner. Master Win-wife, you are proud (me thinks) you do not talk, nor drink, are you proud? Not of the company I am in, Sir, nor the place, I assure you. You do not except at the company! do you? are you in vapours, Sir? Nay, good Master Dan: Knockhum, respect my Mistress Bower, as you call it; for the honour of our Booth, none o'your vapours, here. Why, you thin lean Polecat you, and they have a mind to be i'their vapours, must you hinder 'hem? what did you know Vermine, if they would ha' lost a cloak, or such a trifle? must you be drawing the air of pacification here? while I am tormented, within, i'the fire, you Weasel? Good Mistress, 'twas in the behalf of your Booth's credit, that I spoke.
seed 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)
What doe you lacke, Gentlemen, what is't you lacke? a fine Horſe? a Lyon? a Bull? a Beare? a Dog, or a Cat? an excellent fine Bartholmew-bird? or an Inſtrument? what is't you lacke? S'lid! heere's Orpheus among the beaſts, with his Fiddle, and all! Will you buy any comfortable bread, Gentlemen? And Ceres ſelling her daughters picture, in Ginger-worke! That theſe people ſhould be ſo ignorant to thinke vs chapmen for 'hem! doe wee looke as if wee would buy Ginger-bread? or Hobby-horſes? Why, they know no better ware then they haue, nor better cuſtomers then come. And our very being here makes vs fit to be demanded, as well as others. Would Cokes would come! there were a true cuſtomer for 'hem. How much is't? thirty ſhillings? who's yonder! Ned Winwife? and Tom Quarlous, I thinke! yes, (gi' me it all) (gi' me it all) Maſter Win-wife! Maſter Quarlous! will you take a pipe of tabacco with vs? do not diſcredit me now, Zekiel. Doe not ſee him! he is the roaring horſe-courſer, pray thee let's auoyd him: turne downe this way. S'lud, I'le ſee him, and roare with him, too, and hee roar'd as loud as Neptune, pray thee goe with me. You may draw me to as likely an inconuenience, when you pleaſe, as this. Goe to then, come along, we ha' nothing to doe, man, but to ſee ſights, now. Welcome Maſter Quarlous, and Maſter Winwife! will you take any froth, and ſmoake with vs? Yes, Sir, but you'l pardon vs, if we knew not of ſo much familiarity betweene vs afore. As what, Sir? To be ſo lightly inuited to ſmoake, and froth. A good vapour! will you ſit downe, Sir? this is old Vrſla's manſion, how like you her bower? heere you may ha' your Punque, and your Pigge in ſtate, Sir, both piping hot. I had rather ha' my Punque, cold, Sir. There's for me, Punque! and Pigge! What Moonecalfe? you Rogue. By and by, the bottle is almoſt off Miſtreſſe, here Maſter Arthur. I'le part you, and your play-fellow there, i'the garded coat, an' you ſunder not the ſooner. Maſter Win-wife, you are proud (me thinkes) you doe not talke, nor drinke, are you proud? Not of the company I am in, Sir, nor the place, I aſſure you. You doe not except at the company! doe you? are you in vapours, Sir? Nay, good Maſter Dan: Knockhum, reſpect my Miſtris Bower, as you call it; for the honour of our Booth, none o'your vapours, heere. Why, you thinne leane Polcat you, and they haue a minde to be i'their vapours, muſt you hinder 'hem? what did you know Vermine, if they would ha' loſt a cloake, or ſuch a triflle? muſt you be drawing the ayre of pacification heere? while I am tormented, within, i'the fire, you Weaſell? Good Miſtreſſe, 'twas in the behalfe of your Booth's credit, that I ſpoke.