Heywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
Think! I think they are drunk Prithee do not thou think of Witchcraft; for my part, I shall as soon think this maid one, as that there's any in Lancashire. Ha, ha ha. Why dost thou laugh? To think this Bridegroom should once ha'been mine, but he shall rue it, i'll hold him this point on't, and that's all I care for him. A witty Rogue. I tell you sir, they say she made a pail follow her tother day up two pair of stairs. You lying Rascal. O sir forget your anger. Look you Mr. Bridegroom, what my care provides for you What, a point? Yes put it in your pocket it may stand you instead anon, when all your points be ta'en away, to truss up your trinkets, I mean your slopes withal. Mal for awed acquaintance I will ma' thy point a point of preferment. It shan be the Foreman of a haell Iewrie o'points, and right here will I wear it. Wy'a, wy'a, awed leove woe no be forgotten, but ay's never be jealous the mare for that. Play fiddlers any thing. ay, and let's see your faces, that you play fairly with us. We do sir, as loud as we can possibly. Play out that we may hear you. So we do sir, as loud as we can possibly. Do you hear any thing? Nothing not we sir. 'Tis so, the rogues are bribed to cross me, And their Fiddles shall suffer, I will break 'em as small as the Bride cake was today. Look you sir, they'll save you a labour, they are doing it themselves. Oh brave Fidlers, there was never better scuffling for the Tudberry But. This is mother Iohnson and Gooddy Dickisons roguery, I find it but I cannot help it, yet I will have music: sir there's a Piper without, would be glad to earn money. She has spoke to purpose, & whether this were witchcraft or not: I have heard my Aunt say twenty times, that no Witchcraft can take hold of a Lancashire Bagpipe, for itself is able to charm the Devil, i'll fetch him. Well said, a good boy nów; come bride and bridegroom, leave your kissing and fooling, and prepare to come into the dance. we'll have a Hornpipe, and then a posset and to bed when you please. Welcome Piper, blow till thy bag crack again, a lusty Hornpipe, and all into the dance, nay young and old. Bravely performed. Stay, where's my lass? Vanished, she and the Piper both vanished, nobody knows how. Now do I plainly perceive again, here has been nothing but witchery all this day; therefore into your posset, & agree among yourselves as you can, i'll out o'the house. And Gentlemen, if you love me or yourselves, follow me. ay, ay, Away, away. Now good son, wife, and daughter, let me entreat you be not angry. O you are a trim mother are you not?
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Thinke! I thinke they are drunke Prithee doe not thou thinke of Witchcraft; for my part, I shall as soone thinke this maid one, as that theres any in Lancashire. Ha, ha ha. Why do'st thou laugh? To thinke this Bridegroome should once ha'bin mine, but he shall rue it, ile hold him this point on't, and thats all I care for him. A witty Rogue. I tell you sir, they say shee made a payle follow her t'other day up two payre of stayres. You lying Rascall. O sir forget your anger. Looke you Mr. Bridegroome, what my care provides for you What, a point? Yes put it in your pocket it may stand you instead anon, when all your points be tane away, to trusse up your trinkits, I meane your slopes withall. Mal for awd acquaintance I will ma'thy point a point of preferment. It shan bee the Foreman of a haell Iewrie o'points, and right here will I weare it. Wy'a, wy'a, awd leove wo no be forgetten, but ay's never be jealous the mare for that. Play fidlers any thing. I, and lets see your faces, that you play fairely with us. We do sir, as loud as we can possibly. Play out that we may heare you. So we do sir, as loud as we can possibly. Doe you heare any thing? Nothing not we sir. 'Tis so, the rogues are brib'd to crosse me, And their Fiddles shall suffer, I will breake em as small as the Bride cake was to day. Looke you sir, they'l save you a labour, they are doing it themselves. Oh brave Fidlers, there was never better scuffling for the Tudberry But. This is mother Iohnson and Gooddy Dickisons roguerie, I finde it but I cannot helpe it, yet I will have musicke: sir theres a Piper withour, would be glad to earne money. She has spoke to purpose, & whether this were witchcraft or not: I have heard my Aunt say twentie times, that no Witchcraft can take hold of a Lancashire Bag-pipe, for it selfe is able to charme the Devell, ile fetch him. Well said, a good boy nów; come bride and bridegroome, leave your kissing and fooling, and prepare to come into the daunce. Wee'le have a Horne-pipe, and then a posset and to bed when you please. Welcome Piper, blow till thy bagge cracke agen, a lusty Horne-pipe, and all into the daunce, nay young and old. Bravely performd. Stay, wheres my lasse? Vanisht, she and the Piper both vanisht, no bodie knowes how. Now do I plainly perceive again, here has bin nothing but witcherie all this day; herfore into your posset, & agree among your selves as you can, ile out o'the house. And Gentlemen, if you love me or your selves, follow me. I, I, Away, away. Now good son, wife, and daughter, let me intreat you be not angry. O you are a trim mother are you not?