Brome, Richard · published 1632 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jul 29] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T8 Captains, gallants and cheats typicality 0.81 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Good Captain travel not so far in your relation: but come home again to the business. I have used it in some score or two of Sea fights too by the way. But to the matter Captain; where met you my Cosen? The first sight I recovered of him, was as he was entering the house of the greasy Knight there, what call you him? Sir Paul Squelch? Squelch, I a pox squelch him. I waited a quarter of an hour at his door, for your Kinsman; and longer I would not, had he been Kinsman to the Emperor, and my Enemy. Therefore in I went, told Master Tridewell in his ear, my coming was to call him forth, to discharge the office of a Gentleman with his Sword, in answering those wrongs wherewith I held my reputation wounded. Was it not well, ha? Could a poor Gentleman say more? and that in civil fashion very privately in respect of the company, not showing any the least distemper, in look or gesture. But the Women read presently in his countenance the whole matter; and briefly by their pretty persuasion I took ordinary satisfaction of him. What was that Captain? Why he confessed he wronged me, was sorry for't, and so forth. What should we speak more on't. This you must not speak of neither. You must promise me that o' your honour, as you desire to hear what follows: I love no ripping up old sores. Not a word I, Captain upon my word. What a Rascal's this! to the point good Captain. Then thus sir? I soon perceived, their drift to appease, & win me to their friendship was for my assistance, and indeed to bear the● out in this night's work, the Mask. The whole plot of all which was merely to so we dissension between you and your new married Lady, to work if they can a separation, before carnal copulation, in which if they can prevail, and that the dislike continue between you to that height, that a divorce be required equally by the consent of you both, your Marriage then is frustrated, and you stand in statu quo prim d'ee hear. So your Cosen Tridewell may lawfully pursue his hopes in your Bride, whom he loves as eagerly as the melancholy virgin dotes on you. But may this hold good in Law Captain? There's a Ganon for it Sir. If both parties agree to a divorce after Marriage, so it be before Copulation. Though the former part of his discourse, was a most egregious lie, yet the last hath some sound of pleasure in it: which I may make use of. Come gi'me the instrument. Shall I never find thee anywhere, but thou wilt by just desert exact a beating from me? Hast thou no conscience? wouldst thou have me lame myself, or melt my grease upon thee. Come Sir, I have overheard you all; give me the Instrument, the instrument I say. Indeed I'll have it. So. Now Sir—
Blackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)
comedy
Play type
Adult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEP
edition 981 · TCP A16924 · DEEP 793
Edition role
Representative edition — used in the analysis
Position
nodes 611–624 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 54 in this edition
Length
505 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T8 — Captains, gallants and cheatscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.812 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T11 · seed 44: T14 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Good Captaine trauell not so farre in your relation: but come home againe to the businesse. I haue vs'd it in some score or two of Sea fights too by the way. But to the matter Captaine; where met you my Cosen? The first sight I recouer'd of him, was as he was entring the house of the greasie Knight there, what call you him? Sir Paul Squelch? Squelch, I a pox squelch him. I waited a quarter of an houre at his doore, for your Kinsman; and longer I would not, had he beene Kinsman to the Emperour, and my Enemy. Therefore in I went, told Master Tridewell in his eare, my comming was to call him forth, to dischardge the office of a Gentleman with his Sword, in answering those wrongs wherewith I held my reputation wounded. Was it not well, ha? Could a poore Gentleman say more? and that in ciuill fashion very priuately in respect of the company, not shewing any the least distemper, in looke or gesture. But the Women read presently in his countenance the whole matter; and briefly by their pretty perswasion I tooke ordinary satisfaction of him. What was that Captaine? Why hee confes'd hee wrong'd me, was sorry for't, and so forth. What should we speake more on't. This you must not speake of neither. You must promise me that o' your honour, as you desire to heare what followes: I loue no ripping vp old sores. Not a word I, Captaine vpon my word. What a Rascals this! to the point good Captaine. Then thus sir? I soone perceiu'd, their drist to appease, & winne me to their friendship was for my assistance, and indeede to beare the out in this nights worke, the Maske. The whole plot of all which was meerely to so we dissention betweene you and your new married Lady, to worke if they can a seperation, before carnall copulation, in which if they can prevaile, and that the dislike continue betweene you to that height, that a divorce be required equally by the consent of you both, your Marriage then is frustrated, and you stand in stat quo prim dee heare. So your Cosen Tridewell may lawfully pursue his hopes in your Bride, whō he loues as eagerly as the melancholly virgine dotes on you. But may this hold good in Law Captaine? There's a Ganon for it Sir. If both parties agree to a divorce after Marriage, so it be before Copulation. Though the former part of his discourse, was a most egregious lye, yet the last hath some sound of pleasure in it: which I may make vse of. Come gi'me the instrument. Shall I neuer find thee any where, but thou wilt by iust desert exact a beating from me? Hast thou no conscience? wouldst thou haue me lame my selfe, or melt my grease vpon thee. Come Sir, I haue ouer-heard you all; giue mee the Instrument, the instrument I say. Indeede I'le haue it. So. Now Sir—