Gascoigne, George / Ariosto, Ludovico · published 1575 · first performed or written 1566 (Annals) comedy unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 465 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
And he saith, that you desire this young gentle woman, 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 continued 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 Fowl 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: far you well sir. Farewell. O 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 what so ever they be, like him not. Art thou so hungry yet? I pray to God thou be 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 found 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 sick, if you break one egg I may chance break, etc. What will you break? your nose in mine & c? Ah beast.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
And he ſaith, that you deſire this yong gentle woman, as much for other mens pleaſure as for your owne. What meaneth he by that? Peraduenture that by hir beautie, you woulde 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 beléeue him? Yea, more than you would thinke: in ſuch ſort, that long ere this, he woulde haue giuen you a flat repulſe, but Paſiphilo intreated him to continue you a ſuter for his aduantage. How for his aduantage? Marie, that during your ſute he might 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 this countrey man? No ſir, I was borne by a caſtle mē cal Scabbe catch you: fare you well ſir. Farewel. 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 be neuer ſatiſfied. By the maſſe no more I ſhal as long as I am your ſeruaunt. Goe with miſchaunce. Yea, and a miſchiefe to you, and to al ſuch couetous wretches. BY that time we come to the houſe, I truſte that of theſe xx. egges in the baſket we ſhall find but very few whole. But it is a folly to talke to him. What the deuill, wilt 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 will be doing with him: I cannot goe two ſteppes, but I muſte looke backe for my yonker: goe to halter ſicke, if you breake one egge I may chance breake, &c. What will you breake? your noſe in mine &c? Ah beaſt.