Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

TIMOTHY

in Wit in a Constable — Glapthorne, Henry.

Metadata

PlayWit in a Constable
AuthorGlapthorne, Henry.
Year (catalogued)1640
Decade1640s
Speech prefix(es)Tim.
Words612
Characters3187
Typicality0.16 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA01779
ClusterCluster 6 — Battlefield messengers & soldiers

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Full speech

Very right sir. Very right, and me too. I know you for the most Egregious'knight In all the country. Very right I am indeed esteemed so. Right again, Sure he can conjure, I had one to my breakfast. Passing right still. Exceeding right again. Very right, I kiss your fingers end. Ex. Timothy. Speak for me Valentine. Very right i'faith. Very right, this is A country gentleman my neighbour I, A trusty and courageous country knight. Very right again. Very right, and kissed you oftener Then ere the good man did his Cow, and huged you As the Devil huged the Witch, that's right now Very right as I am a gentleman. 'Tis very right that sir, but yet methinks A wholesome song, sung to a fine new tune, Should not be much amiss: my boy here has one, And Idem be very loath, although I cannot Sing, as they say, my self, that she should hear What those, I can keep, can do; is not this right now? Very right indeed; 'tis too light For such a purpose. Honest Formal, Th'art in the right still; come exalt thy voice My little Imp of gut and hair: My Mistress Shall know there's something in me. How do you Sings. Like it? Very right. Father you are too bountiful. Very right, I had almost forgotten, pray where's mine? Yes, yes, I've two or three, but one I sent Hither, to view my Mistress in a Coach And hour ago at least. Sure she is come. That's not right though, A pox upon her for her pains. Very right that, he's pleading for me now. Fair Damsel that's my Niece; pray tell her here's A Knight, a simple Uncle of hers, or so, desires her Company. But here she comes, my Mistress with her; Niece 'Tis well done, isle give thee the tother thousand to increase Thy portion for't: Mistress, and how, and how do y Like my Niece, a plain Country girl, or so. Very right She's a poor niece of mine, yet she can speak you May perceive or see. Very right, my niece is Valentine. Very right, but it was Valentine. Very right, I scorn it. Which do you Like best good Mr. Holdfast. Yours indeed, Magnanimous Mr. Holdfast. Yours on my knighthood. 'Tis very likely That Valentine's a wag. She's ith' right, Ime scuh a fearful fool I cannot speak, If any body look on me. Marry that would I If I durst be so bold, mine is a stiff one, And will prick sorely. Very right, You know my mind as well it seems as if You're in my belly. Very right, 'Tis not the fashion now adays for knights To get their own sons, 'tis sufficient for us If we can leave them lands, no matter who Was their true father's. Very right, Yet I do know all this is but in jest, To make us love you better. Very right, we are No Jackdaws to be fright with these Scarecrows, Mistress your hand, and if you'll have me so, If not so likewise: but you will repent it, You'll scarcely meet two that will offer fairer Then we have done. Or drink good Ale At mother Huffs a morning's. On my Knighthood. Very right; and use them At our own pleasures: But see here's your Mr. And Mr. Constable your Landlord. There's more money, Bring me a Licence too; sure as we wooed Weel wed together, Very right. And there's four To purchase tosts to it. Very Like; for your sake I will do much: Although I find my self Made a stark Ass. Come hither Luce