Heywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns typicality 0.84 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
Nay sir if you please to stay, now that the many are frighted away, I have some good cold meats, and halfe a dozen bottles of Wine. And I will bid you welcome. Say you me so, but will not your son be angry, and your daughter chide you. Fear not you that sir, for look you I obey my Father. And I my Mother. And we are all at this instant as well and as sensible of our former errors, as you can wish us to be. nam, if the Witches have but robbed of your meat, and restored your reason, here has been no hurt done today, but this is strange, and as great a wonder as the rest to me. It seems though these Hags had power to make the Wedding cheer a Deceptio visus, the former store has scaped 'em. I am glad on't, but the devil good 'em with my sirloin, I thought to have set that by mine own Trencher— But you have cold meat you say? Yes Sir. And Wine you say? Yes sir. I hope the Country wenches and the Fiddlers are not gone. They are all here, and one the merriest Wench; that makes all the rest so laugh and tickle. Gentlemen will you in? Agreed on all parts. If not a Wedding we will make a Wake on't, and away with the Witch; I fear nothing now you have your wits again: but look you, hold 'em while you have 'em. I confess thou hast done a Wonder in fetching me so good Wine, but my good Servant Robert, go not about to put a Miracle upon me, I will rather believe that Lancaster affords this Wine, which I thought impossible till I tasted it, then that thou couldst in one night fetch it from London. I have known when you have held me for an honest fellow, and would have believed me. Th' art a Knave to wish me to believe this, forgime, I would have sworn if thou hadst stayed but time answerable for the journey (to his that flew to Paris and back to London in a day) it had been the same Wine, but it can never fall within the compass of a Christian's belief, that thou couldst ride above three hundred miles in 8. hours: You were no longer out, and upon one Horse too, and in the Night too! And carry a Wench behind me too, and did something else too, but I must not speak of her lest I be devil-torn. And fill thy bottles too, and come home half drunk too, for so thou art, thou wouldst never a had such a fancy else! I am sorry I have said so much, and not let Lancaster have the credit o' the Wine. O are you so! and why have you abused me and yourself then all this while, to glorify the Myter in Fleetstreet?
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Nay sir if you please to stay, now that the many are frighted away, I have some good cold meates, and halfe a dozen bottles of VVine. And I will bid you welcome. Say you me so, but will not your sonne be angry, and your daughter chide you. Feare not you that sir, for look you I obey my Father. And I my Mother. And we are all at this instant as well and as sensible of our former errors, as you can wish us to be. Na, if the Witches have but rob'd of your meat, and restor'd your reason, here has beene no hurt done to day, but this is strange, and as great a wonder as the rest to me. It seemes though these Hags had power to make the Wedding cheere a Deceptio visus, the former store has scap'd 'em. I am glad on't, but the divell good 'hem with my Surloyne, I thought to have set that by mine owne Trencher—But you have cold meat you say? Yes Sir. And Wine you say? Yes sir. I hope the Country wenches and the Fidlers are not gone. They are all here, and one the merriest Wench; that makes all the rest so laugh and tickle. Gentlemen will you in? Agreed on all parts. If not a Wedding we will make a Wake on't, and away with the Witch; I feare nothing now you have your wits againe: but look you, hold 'em while you have 'em. I confesse thou hast done a Wonder in fetching me so good Wine, but my good Servant Robert, goe not about to put a Myracle upon me, I will rather beleeve that Laneaster affords this Wine, which I thought impossible till I tasted it, then that thou coo'dst in one night fetch it from London. I have known when you have held mee for an honest fellow, and would have beleev'd me. Th' art a Knave to wish me to beleeve this, forgi'me, I would have sworne if thou had'st stayd but time answerable for the journey (to his that flew to Paris and back to London in a day) it had been the same Wine, but it can never fall within the compasse of a Christians beleefe, that thou cou'dst ride above three hundred miles in 8. houres: You were no longer out, and upon one Horse too, and in the Night too! And carry a Wench behind me too, and did something else too, but I must not speak of her lest I be divell-torne. And fill thy bottles too, and come home halfe drunke too, for so thou art, thou wouldst never a had such a fancy else! I am sorry I have sayd so much, and not let Lancaster have the credit o' the Wine. O are you so! and why have you abus'd me and your selfe then all this while, to glorifie the Myter in Fleet-street?