Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed · chunk 20 of 45

Heywood, Thomas / Rowley, William · published 1632 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1614] (Annals)
comedy · Unknown
unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 482 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T6: money, master, pound, law, lawyer, chain, gentleman, gold, pay, pray.

Take heed, Sir; I have had ill handsel today; Perhaps 'tis not the fortunate season, you were Best adjourn your journey to some happier time. There shall no Augurism fright my plain Dealing: Sweet, I fear no hours. You'll not betray me with love-powder Nor with Gunpowder neither i'faith; yet I'll Make you yield if I can. Go, get you together; your father will be coming; Leave me with your suit to him, ply this yourself; And Iane, use him kindly, he shall be his Father's heir I can tell you. Never the more for that, Father; If I use him Kindly, it shallbe for something I like in him. Self, and not for any good he borrows of his father, But come Sir, will you walk into the Garden; for That's the field I have best fortune to overcome My Suitors in. I fear not that fate neither, but if I walk Into your Garden, I shall be tasting your sweets. Taste sweetly and welcome Sir; for there grows Honesty, I can tell you. I shall be plucking at your honesty. By my honesty but you shall not Sir: I'll hold You a hand full of Pennyroyal of that i'faith, If you touch my honesty there, I'll make you eat sorrel to your supper, though I eat Sullenwood myself: No Sir, gather first Time and Sage, and such wholesome Herbs; and Honesty and Hearts-ease will ripen The whilst. You have fair Roses, have you not? Yes Sir, Roses; but no Gillyflowers. Go, go, and rest on Venus' Violets; show her A dozen of bachelor's Button Boy; Here comes His father. Now my kind Partner, have we Good news? Sir, in a word, take it; Your full lading and venture Is returned at sixty fold increase. Heaven take the glory; A wondrous blessing; Oh keep us strong against these flowing Tides! Man is too weak to bound himself below, When such high waves do mount him. O Sir, care and ambition seldom meet, Let us be thrifty; Titles will faster come, Than we shall wish to have them. Faith I desire none. Why Sir, if so you please, I'll ease your cares; Shall I like a full adventurer now bid you A certain ready sum for your half traffic. ay, and I'd make you gainer by it too; For then would I lay by my trouble, and begin A work which I have promised unto heaven, A house, a Domus Dei shall be raised, Which shall to Doomsday be established for succour to The poor; for in all Ages there must be such. Shall I bid your venture at a venture. Pray you do Sir. Twenty thousand pounds. Nay, than you underrate your own value much; Will you make it thirty? Shall I meet you half way? I meet you there Sir; for five and twenty thousand Pounds the full ventures yours.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayA New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed
AuthorHeywood, Thomas / Rowley, William
Publication year (edition)1632
First performance / composition (Annals)1611 [1611-1614]
First performance (BritDrama)1624 [1611-1626]
Company (BritDrama)Unknown
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 978 · TCP A11153 · DEEP 789
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1149–1210 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 20 of 45 in this edition
Length482 words · 636 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T6 — Money, debt and credit at 0.793
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)
Take heede, Sir; I have had ill handfell to day; Perhaps 'tis not the fortunate season, you were Best adjourne your journey to some happier time. There shall no Augurisme fright my plaine Dealing: Sweete, I feare no houres. You'l not betray me with love-powder Nor with Gun-powder neither ifaith; yet I'l Make you yeeld if I can. Goe, get you together; your father will be comming; Leave me with your suite to him, ply this your selfe; And Iane, use him kindly, he shall be his Fathers heire I can tell you. Never the more for that, Father; If I use him Kindely, it shalbe forsomething I like in him. Selfe, and not for any good he borrowes of his father, But come Sir, alke into the Garden; for That's the field I have best fortune to overcome My Suitors in. I feare not that fate neither, but if I walke Into your Garden, I shall be tasting your sweetes. Taste sweetely and welcome Sir; for there growes Honesty, I can tell you. I shall be plucking at your honesty. By my honesty but you shall not Sir: I'l hold You a hand full of Penny-royall of that y'faith, If you touch my honesty there, I'l make you eate Sorrill to your supper, though I eate Sullenwood my selfe: No Sir, gather first Time and Sage, and such wholsome Hearbes; and Honesty and Hearts-ease will ripen The whil'st. You have faire Roses, have you not? Yes Sir, Roses; but no Gillyflowers. Goe, goe, and rest on Uenus Violets; shew he A dozin of Batchelors Butto Boy; Here comes His father. Now my kind Partner, have we Good newes? Sir, in a word, take it; Your full lading and venture Is return'd at sixty fold encrease. Heaven take the glory; A wondrous blessing; Oh keepe us strong against these flowing Tides! Man is too weak to bound himselfe below, When such high waves doe mount him. O Sir, care and ambition seldome meete, Let us be thrifty; Titles will faster come, Than we shall wish to have them. Faith I desire none. Why Sir, if so you please, I'lease your cares; Shall I like a full adventurer now bid you A certaine ready sum for your halfe traffique. I, and I'd make you gainer by it too; For then would I lay by my trouble, and begin A worke which I have promis'd unto heaven, A house, a Domus Dei shall be rays'd, Which shall to Doomesday be establish'd for succour to The poore; for in all Ages there must be such. Shall I bid your venture at a venter. Pray you doe Sir. Twenty thousand pounds. Nay, then you under-rate your owne value much; Will you make it thirty? Shall I meete you halfe way? I meete you there Sir; for five and twenty thousand nds the full ventures yours.