Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Bartholomew Fair · chunk 33 of 72

Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1614 [Oct 31] (Annals)
comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men
unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 501 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.

Good honest Numps, keep afore, I am so afraid thou'lt loose somewhat: my heart was at my mouth, when I missed thee. You were best buy a whip i'your hand to drive me. Nay, do not mistake, Numps, thou art so apt to mistake: I would but watch the goods. Look you now, the triple fiddle, was even almost like to be lost. Pray you take heed you loose not yourself: your best way, were even get up, and ride for more surety. Buy a tokens worth of great pins, to fasten yourself to my shoulder. What do you lack, Gentlemen? fine purses, pouches, pincases, pipes? What is't you lack? a pair o'smithes to wake you i'the morning? or a fine whistling bird? Numps, here be finer things than any we ha' bought by odds! and more delicate horses, a great deal! good Numps, stay, and come hither. Will you scorse with him? you are in Smithfield, you may fit yourself with a fine easy-going street-nag, for your saddle again ' Michaelmasse-terme, do, has he ne'er a little odd cart for you, to make a Caroche on, i'the country, with four pied hobby horses? why the measles, should you stand here, with your train, cheaping of Dogs, Birds, and Babies? you ha' no children to bestow 'em on? ha you? Not, but again ' I ha' children, Numps, that's all one. Do, do, do, do; how many shall you have, think you? an I were as you, I'd buy for all my Tenants, too, they are a kind o'ciuill Savages, that will part with their children for rattles, pipes, and knives. You were best buy a hatchet, or two, & truck with 'hem. Good Numps, hold that little tongue o'thine, and fave it a labour. I am resolute Bat, thou know'st. A resolute fool, you are, I know, and a very sufficient Coxcomb; with all my heart; nay you have it, Sir, and you be angry, turd i'your teeth, twice: (if I said it not once afore) and much good do you. Was there ever such a self-affliction? and so impertinent? Alas! his care will go near to crack him, let's in, and comfort him. Would I had been set i'the ground, all but the head on me, and had my brains bowled at, or threshed out, when first I underwent this plague of a charge! How now, Numps! almost tired i'your Protectorship? overparted? overparted? Why, I cannot tell, Sir, it may be I am, dost grieve you? Not, I swear dost not, Numps: to satisfy you. Numps? 'Sblood, you are fine and familiar! how long ha' we been acquainted, I pray you? I think it may be remembered, Numps, that? 'twas since morning sure. Why, I hope I know't well enough, Sir, I did not ask to be told. Not? why than? It's no matter why, you see with your eyes, now, what I said to you to day? you'll believe me another time? Are you removing the Fair, Numps?
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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 539–561 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 33 of 72 in this edition
Length501 words · 745 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T41 — Household service: masters, doors and porters at 0.741
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)
Good honeſt Numpes, keepe afore, I am ſo afraid thou'lt loſe ſomewhat: my heart was at my mouth, when I miſt thee. You were beſt buy a whip i'your hand to driue me. Nay, doe not miſtake, Numps, thou art ſo apt to miſtake: I would but watch the goods. Looke you now, the treble fiddle, was e'en almoſt like to be loſt. Pray you take heede you loſe not your ſelfe: your beſt way, were e'en get vp, and ride for more ſurety. Buy a tokens worth of great pinnes, to faſten your ſelfe to my ſhoulder. What doe you lacke, Gentlemen? fine purſes, pouches, pincaſes, pipes? What is't you lacke? a paire o'ſmithes to wake you i'the morning? or a fine whiſtling bird? Numps, here be finer things then any we ha' bought by oddes! and more delicate horſes, a great deale! good Numpes, ſtay, and come hither. Will you ſcourſe with him? you are in Smithfield, you may fit your ſelfe with a fine eaſy-going ſtreet-nag, for your ſaddle again' Michaelmaſſe-terme, doe, has he ne'er a little odde cart for you, to make a Carroch on, i'the countrey, with foure pyed hobby horſes? why the meazills, ſhould you ſtand heere, with your traine, cheaping of Dogges, Birds, and Babies? you ha' no children to beſtow 'hem on? ha' you? No, but again' I ha' children, Numps, that's all one. Do, do, do, do; how many ſhall you haue, think you? an' I were as you, I'ld buy for all my Tenants, too, they are a kind o'ciuill Sauages, that wil part with their children for rattles, pipes, and kniues. You were beſt buy a hatchet, or two, & truck with 'hem. Good Numps, hold that little tongue o'thine, and faue it a labour. I am reſolute Bat, thou know'ft. A reſolute foole, you are, I know, and a very ſufficient Coxcombe; with all my heart; nay you haue it, Sir, and you be angry, turd i'your teeth, twice: (if I ſaid it not once afore) and much good doe you. Was there euer ſuch a ſelfe-affliction? and ſo impertinent? Alas! his care will goe neere to cracke him, let's in, and comfort him. Would I had beene ſet i'the ground, all but the head on me, and had my braines bowl'd at, or threſh'd out, when firſt I vnderwent this plague of a charge! How now, Numps! almoſt tir'd i'your Protectorſhip? ouerparted? ouerparted? Why, I cannot tell, Sir, it may be I am, dos't grieue you? No, I ſweare dos't not, Numps: to ſatisfie you. Numps? S'blood, you are fine and familiar! how long ha' wee bin acquainted, I pray you? I thinke it may be remembred, Numps, that? 'twas ſince morning ſure. Why, I hope I know't well enough, Sir, I did not aske to be told. No? why then? It's no matter why, you ſee with your eyes, now, what I ſaid to you to day? you'll beleeue me another time? Are you remouing the Fayre, Numps?