Gascoigne, George / Ariosto, Ludovico · published 1573 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) comedy T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.82 · 471 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
And he saith, that you desire this young gentlewoman, as much for other men's pleasure as for your own. What meaneth he by that? Peradventure that by her beauty, you would entice many young men to your house. Young men? to what purpose? Nay, guess you that. Is it possible that Pasiphilo speaketh thus of me? Yea, and much more. And doth Damon believe him? Yea, more than you would think, in such sort, that long ere this, he would have given you a flat repulse, but Pasiphilo entreated him to continue you a suitor for his advantage. How for his advantage? Marie, that during your suit he might still have some reward for his great pains. He shall have a rope, and yet that is more than he deserveth: I had thought to have given him these hose when I had worn them a little nearer, but he shall have a. etc. In good faith sir, they were but lost on him. Will you any thing else with me sir? Nay, I have heard to much of thee already. Then I will take my leave of you. Farewell, but tell me, may I not know thy name? Sir, they call me Foul fall you. An ill favoured name by my truth, art thou this country man? No sir, I was borne by a castle men call Scab catch you, fare you well sir. Farewell, oh God how have I been abused? what a spokesman? what a messenger had I provided? Why sir, will you tarry for Pasiphilo till we die for hunger? Trouble me not, that the devil take you both. These news whatsoever they be, like him not. Art thou so hungry yet? I pray to God thou he never satisfied. By the mass no more I shall as long as I am your servant. Go with mischance. Yea, and a mischief to you, and to all such covetous wretches. BY that time we come to the house, I trust that of these xx. eggs in the basket we shall find but very few whole, but it is a folly to talk to him: what the devil, wilt thou never lay that stick out of thy hand? he fighteth with the dogs, beateth the bears, at every thing in the street he findeth occasion to tarry, if he spy a slipstring by the way such another as himself, a Page, a Lackey or a dwarf, the devil of hell cannot hold him in chains, but he will be doing with him: I cannot go two steps, but I must look back for my younker: go to halter sack, if you break one egg I may chance break. What will you break? your nose in mine arse. Ah beast. If I be a beast, yet I am no horned beast.
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And he saith, that you desire this yong gentlewoman, as much for other mens pleasure as for your owne. What meaneth he by that? Peraduenture that by hir beautie, you would entice many yong men to your house. Yong men? to what purpose? Nay, gesse you that. Is it possible that Pasiphilo speaketh thus of me? Yea, and much more. And doth Damon beleue him? Yea, more than you woulde thinke, in suche sort, that long ere this, he would haue giuē you a flat repulse, but Pasiphilo intreated him to continue you a suter for hys aduantage. How for his aduantage? Marie, that during your sute he mighte still haue some rewarde for his great paines. He shall haue a rope, and yet that is more than he deserueth: I had thought to haue giuen him these hose when I had worne them a litle nearer, but he shall haue a. &c. In good faith sir, they were but loste on him. Will you any thing else with me sir? Nay, I haue heard to much of thée already. Then I will take my leaue of you. Farewell, but tell me, may I not know thy name? Sir, they call me Foule fall you. An ill fauored name by my trouthe, arte thou thys countrey man? No sir, I was borne by a castle mē cal Scabbe catch you, fare you well sir. Farewell, oh God how haue I bene abused? what a spokesman? what a messanger had I prouided? Why sir, will you tarie for Pasiphilo till we die for hunger? Trouble me not, that the deuill take you both. These newes what so euer they be, like him not. Art thou so hungrie yet? I pray to God thou he neuer satisfied. By the masse no more I shall as long as I am your seruaunt. Goe with mischaunce. Yea, and a mischiefe to you, and to all such couetous wretches. BY that time we come to the house, I truste that of these xx. egges in the basket we shal find but very few whole, but it is a folly to talke to him: what the deuill, wilte thou neuer lay that sticke out of thy hande? he fighteth with the dogges, beateth the beares, at euery thing in the streate he findeth occasion to tarie, if he spie a slipstring by the waye such another as himself, a Page, a Lackie or a dwarfe, the deuill of hell cannot holde him in chaynes, but he wil be doing with him: I cannot goe two steppes, but I muste loke backe for my yonker: goe to halter sacke, if you breake one egge I may chance breake. What will you breake? your nose in mine ars Ah beast. If I be a beast, yet I am no horned beast.