Heywood, Thomas · published 1633 · first performed or written c.1627 (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.82 · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Oh Sir, you are the Needle, and if the whole County of Middlesex had been turned to a mere Bottle of Hay, I had been enjoined to have found you out, or never more returned back to my old Master: There's a Letter Sir. I know the hand that superscribed it well; Stay but till I peruse it, and from me Thou shalt return an answer. I shall Sir: This is Market-day, and here acquaintance commonly meet; and whom have I encountered my gossip Pint-pot, and brim full; nay, I mean to drink with you before I part, and how doth all your worshipful kindred? your sister Quart, your pater-Pottle, (who was ever a Gentleman's fellow) and your old grandsire Gallon; they cannot choose but be all in health, since so many healths have been drunk out of them: I could wish them all here, and in no worse state than I see you are in at this present; howsoever gossip, since I have met you hand to hand, I'll make bold to drink to you— Nay, either you must pledge me, or get one to do't for you; Do you open your mouth towards me? well, I know what you would say; Here Roger, to your Master and Mistress, and all our good friends at home; gramercy gossip, if I should not pledge thee, I were worthy to be turned out to Grass, and stand no more at Livery: And now in requital of this courtesy I'll begin one health to you and all your society in the Oeller, to Peter Pipe, Harry Hogshead, Bartholomew Butt, and little master Randall Rundlet, to Timothy Taster, and all your other great and small friends. He writes me heat, That at my discontinuance he's much grieved, Desiring me, as I have euer rendered Or him or his, to give him satisfaction Touching my discontent; and that in person, By any private meeting. I Sir, 'tis very true, The Letter Speaks no more Than he wished me to tell you by word of mouth. Thou art then of his council? His Privy and please you. Though ne'er so strict hath been my father's charge, A little I'll dispense with't, for his love; Commend me to thy Master, tell him from me, On Monday night (then will my leisure serve) I will by heaven's assistance visit him. On Monday Sir: That's as I remember, just the day before Tuesday. But 't will be midnight first, at which late hour, Please him to let the Garden door stand ope, At that I'll enter; But conditionally, That neither Wife, Friend, Servant, no third soul Save him, and thee to whom he trusts this message, Know of my coming in, or passing out: When, tell him, I will fully satisfy him Concerning my forced absence. I am something oblivious; Your message would be the truelier delivered if it were set down in black and white.
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Oh Sir, you are the Needle, and if the whole County of Middlesex had bin turn'd to a meere Bottle of Hay, I had bin inioyn'd to haue found you out, or neuer more return'd backe to my old Master: There's a Letter Sir. I know the hand that superscrib'd it well; Stay but till I peruse it, and from me Thou shalt returne an answere. I shall Sir: This is Market-day, and heere acquaintance commonly meet; and whom haue I encounter'd my gossip Pint-pot, and brim full; nay, I meane to drinke with you before I part, and how doth all your worshipfull kindred? your sister Quart, your pater-Pottle, (who was euer a Gentlemans fellow) and your old grandsier Gallon; they cannot chuse but be all in health, since so many healthes haue beene drunke out of them: I could wish them all heere, and in no worse state then I see you are in at this present; howsoeuer gossip, since I haue met you hand to hand, I'le make bould to drinke to you—Nay, either you must pledge me, or get one to doo't for you; Doe you open your mouth towards me? well, I know what you would say; Heere Roger, to your Master and Mistris, and all our good friends at home; gramercy gossip, if I should not pledge thee, I were worthy to be turn'd out to Grasse, and stand no more at Liuery: And now in requitall of this courtesie I'le begin one health to you and all your society in the Oeller, to Peter Pipe, Harry Hogshead, Bartholomew Butt, and little master Randall Rundlet, to Timothy Taster, and all your other great and small friends. Hee writes mee heete, That at my discontinuance hee's much grieu'd, Desiring me, as I haue cuer render'd Or him or his, to giue him satisfaction Touching my discontent; and that in person, By any priuate meeting. I Sir, 'tis very true, The Letter Speakes no more Then he wisht me to tell you by word of mouth. Thou art then of his councell? His Priuy and please you. Though neere so strict hath bin my fathers charge, A little I'le dispense with't, for his loue; Commend me to thy Master, tell him from me, On Munday night (then will my leasure serue) I will by Heauens assistance visit him. On Munday Sir: That's as I remember, iust the day before Tuesday. But 't will be midnight first, at which late houre, Please him to let the Garden doore stand ope, At that I'le enter; But conditionally, That neither Wife, Friend, Seruant, no third soule Saue him, and thee to whom he trusts this message, Know of my comming in, or passing out: When, tell him, I will fully satisfie him Concerning my forct absence. I am something obliuious; Your message would bee the truelier deliuered if it were set downe in blacke and white.