Heywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns typicality 0.82 · 518 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
I know her a good woman and well bred, Of an unquestioned carriage, well reputed Amongst her neighbours, reckoned with the best And o'er me most indulgent; though in many Such things might breed a doubt and jealousy, Yet I hatch no such frenzy. Yet to prevent The smallest jar that might betwixt us happen; Give her no notice that I know thus much. Besides I charge thee, when she craves him next He be denied: if she be vexed or moved Do not thou fear, I'll interpose myself Betwixt thee and her anger, as you tender Your duty and my service, see this done. Now you have expressed your mind, I know what I have to do; first, not to tell her what I have told you &, next to keep her side-saddle from coming upon your gelding's back; but howsoever it is like to hinder me of many a round tester. As oft as thou deniest her, so oft claim That taster from me, 't shall be roundly paid. You say well in that sir, I dare take your word, you are an honest Gentleman, and my Master; and now take mine as I am your true servant, before she shall back your Gelding again in your absence, while I have the charge of his keeping; she shall ride me, or I'll ride her. So much for that. Sirrah my Butler tells me My Seller is drunk dry, I mean those Bottles Of Sack and Claret, are all empty grown And I have guests tomorrow, my choice friends. Take the grey Nag i'th' stable, and those Bottles Fill at Lancaster, There where you use to fetch it. Good news for me, I shall sir. O Robin, it comes short of that pure liquour We drunk last Term in London at the Myter In Fleetstreet, thou remember'st it; methought It was the very spirit of the Grape, Mere quintessence of Wine. Yes sir, I so remember it, that most certain it is I never shall forget it, my mouth waters ever since when I but think on't, whilst you were at supper above, the drawer had me down into the Cellar below, I know the way in again if I see't, but at that time to find the way out again, I had the help of more eyes than mine own: is the taste of that Ipsitate still in your palate sir? What then? But vain are wishes, take those bottles And see them filled where I command you sir. I shall: never could I have met with such a fair opportunity: for just in the mid way lies my sweetheart, as lovely a lass as any is in Lancashire, and kisses as sweetly: I'll see her going or coming, i'll have one smooch at thy lips, and be with thee to bring Mal Spencer. Go hasten your return, what he hath told me Touching my wife is somewhat strange, no matter Be't as it will, it shall not trouble me. She hath not lain so long so near my side, That now I should be jealous.
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I know her a good woman and well bred, Of an unquestion'd carriage, well reputed Amongst her neighbors, reckon'd with the best And ore me most indulgent; though in many Such things might breed a doubt and jealousie, Yet I hatch no such phrensie. Yet to prevent The smallest jarre that might betwixt us happen; Give her no notice that I know thus much. Besides I charge thee, when she craves him next He be deny'd: if she be vext or mov'd Doe not thou feare, Ile interpose my selfe Betwixt thee and her anger, as you tender Your duty and my service, see this done. Now you have exprest your minde, I know what I have to doe; first, not to tell her what I have told you &, next to keep her side-saddle from comming upon your Gueldings backe; but how soever it is like to hinder me of many a round tester. As oft as thou deny'st her, so oft clayme That teaster from me, 't shall be roundly payd. You say well in that sir, I dare take your word, you are an honest Gentleman, and my Master; and now ake mine as I am your true servant, before she shall backe your Guelding again in your absence, while I have the charge of his keeping; she shall ride me, or Ile rie her. So much for that. Sirrah my Butler tels me My Seller is drunke dry, I meane those Bottles Of Sack and Claret, are all empty growne And I have guests to morrow, my choyse friends. Take the gray Nag i'th' stable, and those Bottles Fill at Lancaster, There where you use to fetch it. Good newes for me, I shall sir. O Robin, it comes short of that pure liquor We drunke last Terme in London at the Myter In Fleet-street, thou remembrest it; me thought It was the very spirit of the Grape, Meere quintessence of Wine. Yes sir, I so remember it, that most certaine it is I never shal forget it, my mouth waters ever since when I but think on't, whilst you wre at supper above, the drawer had me down into the Cellar below, I know the way in againe if I see't, but at that time to finde the way out againe, I had the help of more eies than mine owne: is the taste of that Ipsitate sil in your pallat sir? What then? But vaine are wishes, take those bottles And see them fil'd where I command you sir. I shall: never c'ud I have met with such a faire opportunitie: for iust in the mid way lies my sweet-heart, as lovely a lasse as any is in Lancashire, and kisses as sweetly see her going or comming, i'le have one smouch at thy lips, and bee with thee to bring Mal Spencer. Go hasten your return, what he hath told me Touching my wife is somewhat strange, no matter Bee't as it will, it shall not trouble me. Shee hath not lyen so long so neere my side, That now I should be jealous.