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 0.86 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
What madness doth possess thee, honest Friend, To ask me such a question? Nay, stir not you? Not I; The game begins. How dost thou, art thou well? Yes very well, I thank you, how do you Sir? No alteration; What change about thee? Not so much change about me at this time, As to change you a Shilling into two Tasters. Yet I advise thee Fellow, for thy good, Stand further from the Gate. And I advise thee Friend, for thine own good, stand not betwixt me and the Gate, but give me leave to deliver my errand; Hoe, Reignald, you mad Rascal. In vain thou thunderest at these silent Doors, Where no man dwells to answer, saving Ghosts, Furies, and Sprights. Ghosts; Indeed there has been much walking, in and about the House after Midnight. Strange noise oft heard. Yes, terrible noise, that none of the neighbours could take any rest for it, I have heard it myself. You hear this; here's more witness. Very well Sir. Which you shall dearly answer— whooping. And hollowing. And shouting. And crying out, till the whole house rung again. Which thou hast heard? Oftener than I have toes and singers. Thou wilt be deposed of this? I'll be sworn to't, and that's as good. Very good still; Yet you are innocent: Shall I entreat thee friend, to avouch as much Here by, to the next justice. I'll take my soldiers' oath on't. A soldiers' oath, What's that? My corporal oath; And you know Sir, a Corporal is an office belonging to a soldier. Yet you are clear? Murder will come to light. So will your gullery too. They say my old Master's come home; I'll see if he will turn me out of doors, as the young man has done: I have laid rods in piss for somebody, scape Reignald as he can, and with more freedom than I dust late, I boldly now dare knock. More madmen yet; I think since my last voyage, Half of the world's turned frantic: What dost mean, Or longest thou to be blasted? Oh Sir, you are welcome home; 'Twas time to come Ere all was gone to havoc. My old servant? before I shall demand of further business. Resolve me why thou thunderest at these doors, Where thou know'st none inhabits? Are they gone Sir? 'Twas well yet they have left the house behind; For all the furniture, to a bare bench, I am sure is spent and wasted. Where's my son, That Reignald posting for him with such speed, Brings him not from the Country? Country Sir? 'Tis a thing they know not; Here they Feast, Dice, Drink, and Drab; The company they keep, Cheaters and Roaring-Ladds, and these attended By Bawds and Queans: Your son hath got a Strumpet, On whom he spends all that your sparing left, And here they keep court; To whose damned abuses, Reignald gives all encouragement.
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What madnesse doth possesse thee, honest Friend, To aske me such a question? Nay, stirre not yo? Not I; The game begins. How doest thou, art thou well? Yes very well, I thanke you, how doe you Sir? No alteration; What change about thee? Not so much change about me at this time, As to change you a Shilling into two Teasters. Yet I aduise thee Fellow, for thy good, Stand further from the Gate. And I aduise thee Friend, for thine owne good, stand not betwixt mee and the Gate, but giue me leaue to deliuer my erant; Hoe, Reignald, you mad Rascall. In vaine thou thunder'st at these silent Doores, Where no man dwels to answere, sauing Ghosts, Furies, and Sprights. Ghosts; Indeed there has bin much walking, in and about the House after Mid-night. Strange noyse oft heard. Yes, terrible noise, that none of the neighbours could take any rest for it, I haue heard it my selfe. You heare this; Heere's more witnesse. Very well Sir. Which you shall dearely answere—whooping. And hollowing. And shouting. And crying out, till the whole house rung againe. Which thou hast heard? Oftner then I haue toes and singers. Thou wilt be depos'd of this? I'le be sworne too't, and that's as good. Very good still; Yet you are innocent: Shall I intreat thee friend, to auouch as much Heere by, to the next Iustice. I'le take my souldiers oath on't. A souldiers oath, What's that? My corporall oath; And you know Sir, a Corporall is an office belonging to a souldier. Yet you are cleere? Murder will come to light. So will your gullery too. They say my old Master's come home; I'le see if hee will turne me out of doores, as the young man has done: I haue laid rods in pisse for some-body, scape Reignald as hee can, and with more freedome then I dust late, I bouldly now dare knocke. More mad-men yet; I thinke since my last voyage, Halfe of the world's turn'd franticke: What do'st meane, Or long'st thou to be blasted? Oh Sir, you are welcome home; 'Twas time to come Ere all was gone to hauocke. My old seruant? before I shall demand of further busin. Resolue me why thou thunder'st at these doores, Where thou know'st none inhabits? Are they gone Sir? 'Twas well yet they haue left the house behind; For all the furniture, to a bare bench, I am sure is spent and wasted. Where's my sonne, That Reignald pasting for him with such speed, Brings him not from the Countrey? Countrey Sir? 'Tis a thing they know not; Heere they Feast, Dice, Drinke, and Drab; The company they keepe, Cheaters and Roaring-Ladds, and these attended By Bawdes and Queanes: Your sonne hath got a Strumpet, On whom he spends all that your sparing left, And heere they keepe court; To whose damn'd abuses, Reignald giues all encouragement.