Dominant work: Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her Will · genre mix of this topic (British Drama labels): comedy 57%; tragedy 22%; moral 5%
37chunks
18,520words
22works
5works with ≥3 chunks
11 %dominant work
27 %top-3 works
All statistics on this page are on the representative editions (one per work). Including the other editions, placed after the fit: 39 chunks · 23 works · 19,497 words — those 2 chunks are listed at the end of the page and are not part of any figure above.
Classificationreviewed — decision pending · left pending by the researcher Label (researcher): Ships, merchants and pirates Notes (researcher): sample review does not establish a uniform maritime domain. Full checks show nautical metaphor during robbery in Thierry and murder/adultery investigation in The Widow's Tears. Keep pending; consider crime/adventure only after further evidence. Reviewed excerpts (three different works): 826_00033; 751_00011; 699_00037. Full-chunk follow-up: 826_00033; 699_00037.Original AI draft — before researcher review
draft label: Ships, merchants and pirates · pattern basis: thematic_discourse 37 chunks, 22 works, Englishmen for My Money 11 %. Voyages and their losses: ships taken by galleys, merchants' news, pirates, sailing home, shipwreck as metaphor; Haughton, Eastward Ho, Daborne, Roaring Girl, Massinger. Cross-work theme (small). chunks read for the draft: 762_00008;514_00028;698_00002;696_00002;978_00026;930_00023;699_00036
Haughton, William, 1616 · comedy · 4 chunks of this work here
nought is too good an epithet by much, For to distinguish such contrariousness: Hath not swift Fame told you our slow sailed Ships Have been o'ertaken by the swift sail Galleys, An…
Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, Joh, 1605 · comedy · 3 chunks of this work here
All hail, fair Haven of married men only, for there are none but married men Cuckolds. For my part, I presume not to arrive here, but in my masters behalf, (a poor Butcher of Eastc…
Daborne, Robert, 1612 · tragedy · 3 chunks of this work here
ALL fair content dwell here, & may our strains Give you that choice delight which crowns our pains. Our subject's low, yet to your eyes presents Deeds high in blood, in blood of In…
Chapman, George, 1612 · comedy · 3 chunks of this work here
'tis true; he's at the Captains lodge under guard, and 'tis my charge in the morning to unclose the leaden coffin, and discover the body; The Captain will assay an old conclusion o…
Shakespeare, William, 1623 · comedy · 3 chunks of this work here
Hapless Aegeon whom the fates have marked To bear the extremity of dire mishap: Now trust me, were it not against our Laws, Against my Crown, my oath, my dignity, Which Princes wou…
Holyday, Barten, 1618 · comedy · 2 chunks of this work here
And what did you come away then? No, Sir, we then went upwards, and in our ascent we still found open places to give us light and Air; as big commonly as a door; and we ascended so…
Massinger, Philip, 1630 · tragicomedy · 2 chunks of this work here
Be constant in That resolution, I'll abroad again, And learn as far as it is possible What may concern Paulina? Some two hours Shall bring me back. All blessings wait upon you. Col…
Sampson, William, 1636 · tragedy · 2 chunks of this work here
With expedition; The Ferryman attends thee at the verge Of Cocytus, and sooty Acheron, And he shall waft thee into Tartary, Where perjury, and falsehood finds reward There shalt th…
Genre mix (chunks of this topic, British Drama labels)
comedy
21 (57 %)
tragedy
8 (22 %)
moral
2 (5 %)
tragicomedy
2 (5 %)
biblical play; moral
1 (3 %)
history; pseudo-history
1 (3 %)
romance
1 (3 %)
satire; dialogue
1 (3 %)
This is the direction topic → genre, on the raw British Drama labels; the share of each genre group's text that falls in this topic is on the Genre page.
Thierry and Theodoret (1621) · typ. 0.90 …e are you Sir? A plague of your bawling throat, we are well enough, if you have the grace to be thankful for't, do but snore to me, and 'tis as much as I desire, to pass away time with till morning, then talk as loud as you please Sir, I am bound not to stir, wherefore lie still and snore I say. Then you have met with thieves too I see? A…
The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) (1638) · typ. 0.89 …e not thy home villainies Enough, but thou must maintain thy Factors Out for lives in foreign Kingdoms? bloody Merchant. I have lain hid so long, am now So new formed by time, no friend can know me. Hate, thine eyes are more perceiving far than Friendship; I have not dared to name myself, Because with it I do name my Father, And yet thou …
The Comedy of Errors (1623) · typ. 0.89 …hant Is apprehended for a rival here, And not being able to buy out his life, According to the statute of the town, Dies ere the weary sun set in the West: There is your money that I had to keep. Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host, And stay there Dromio, till I come to thee; Within this hour it will be dinner time, Till that I'll vi…
A Christian Turned Turk (The Two Famous Pirates) (1612) · typ. 0.88 …the rest. 'Tis set, throw at it gentle Sir. We shall have time enough hereafter, You are too violent. I fear you'll not be half so forward anon when we should use you. A sail, a sail, a sail. Shout. Why stand you so amazed? conceive you not the language of the Sea? Now you may show yourselves gamesters, You shall have your bellies full of…
Englishmen for My Money, or A Woman Will Have Her (1616) · typ. 0.86 nought is too good an epithet by much, For to distinguish such contrariousness: Hath not swift Fame told you our slow sailed Ships Have been o'ertaken by the swift sail Galleys, And all my cared-for goods within the lurch Of that same caterpillar brood of Spain. signior si, how de Spaniola have almost tack de Ship dat go for Turkey:…
A Christian Turned Turk (The Two Famous Pirates) (1612) · typ. 0.86 …rable, but yields a grave To wretchedness. Hoy, of whence your ship, and whither are you bound? We are of Marcelles, bound for Normandy. Of whence are you? We are of the Sea. The Devil land you. Bring your master a board, or we'll give you a broad side. As you are men I do conjure your valours. As you are virtuous keep from slavery. A hap…
The City Match (1639) · typ. 0.86 …e piece of service well. Yes, and repent That when I had so good an Heir begot Unto my hand, I was so rash to aim At one of my own dotage. Say no more, Sir, But keep the Sailor that he stir not. we'll About it straight. How much I was deceived To think ill of my Nephew. In whose revenge I see the heaven's frown on me; Seas and Winds Swell…
A New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed (1632) · typ. 0.85 … Thee. Undone for ever! Where could this mischief fail? Were not my ships in their full pride at Dover; And what English Carybda's has the devil digged To swallow nearer home. Even in the Mouth, and entrance of the Thames They were all cast away. Dam up thy Mouth from any farther Mischievous relation. Some men were saved, but not one penn…
Two Lamentable Tragedies (1601) · typ. 0.84 …quent some unfrequented place, Where none shall here nor see my lamentations. And I will follow wheresoever thou go, I will be partner of thy helpless woe. Will is't not time we should go to our boats, And give attendance for this Bartlemew tide: Folks will be stirring early in the morning. By my troth I am indifferent whether I go or no.…
Eastward Ho (1605) · typ. 0.83 …et thanks be to heaven; he comes toward me pretty and strongly. Heaven, I beseech thee, how have I offended thee! where am I cast ashore now, that I may go a righter way home by land? Let me see. O I am scarce able to look about me! where is there any sea-mark that I am acquainted withal? Look up Father, are you acquainted with this Mark?…
Gallathea (1592) · typ. 0.83 …ake it easy, fear must make it necessary. I agree, since my father will have it so, and fortune must. Come let us in, and when thou art disguised, roam about these woods till the time be past, and Neptune pleased. Now Mariner, what callest thou this sport on the Sea? It is called a wrack. I take no pleasure in it. Of all deaths I would no…
The City Match (1639) · typ. 0.83 … Jack Go empty, nor wear shirts of Copperas bags, Nor fast in Paul's, you. I do hate thee now, Worse than a Tempest, Quicksand, pirate, Rock, Or fatal Leak, I or a Privy seal. Go let the Captain make you drunk, and let Your next change be into some Ape, ('tis stale To be a Fish twice) or some active Baboon. And when you can find money out…
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