Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
I think he saith we are a company of fools, and nidgets, but I hope you shall not find us such, Master Schoolmaster. Friend, friend, to cut off all vain circumstance, Tell me your name, and answer me directly, Plainly, and to my understanding too, Or I shall leave you: here's a deal of gibberish. Vir bone. Nay, nay, make me no bones, but do't. Then in plain vulgar English I am called, Sir Boniface Absee. Why this is somewhat like, Sir Boniface, Give me thine hand, thou art a proper man, And in my judgement, a great Scholar too: What shall I give thee by the year? I'll trust, Sir, to your generosity; I will not bargain, but account myself Mille & mille modis, bound to you. I cannot leave my Mills, they're farmed already, The stipend that I give, shall be in money. Sure Sir, this is some Miller that comes to undermine you, in the shape of a Schoolmaster. You both mistake the Scholar. I understand my English, that I know; What's more than Modern, doth surpass my reach. Sir Boniface, come to me two days hence, You shall receive an answer; I have now, Matters of some import that trouble me, Thou shouldst be else dispatched. Sir Boniface, if you come to live in our house, and be a Familist amongst us, I shall desire you better acquaintance, your Name and my Phisnomy should have some consanguinity, good Sir Boniface. Quomodo vales, quomodo vales. Go with you to the Alehouse? I like the motion well; I'll make an excuse out of doors and follow you. I am glad yet, we shall have a goodfellow come into the house amongst us. vir . You shall not have me at Saint Magnes, my house is here in Gracious-street. I know it, sweet Knight, I know it. Then virgo formosa, & Domine gratiose valete. ay, in Gracious-street you shall hear of me, Sir Bonif. He shall instruct my children; and to thee, Fair Gratiana, read the Latin tongue, Who, shall Sir Bawdy-face? Sir Boniface, you fool. His name is so hard to hit on. Come Daughter, if things fall out as I intend, My thoughts shall peace have, and these troubles end. Iack, thou art my Boy. Mistress! I'll be a Mother to thee, no Mistress: come Lad, I must have thee sworn to the orders of my house, and the secrets thereof. As I am an honest Lad, I am yours to command. But Mistress, what mean all these women's pictures, hanged here in your withdrawing room? I'll tell thee, Boy; marry thou must be secret. When any Citizens, or young Gentlemen come hither, under a colour to know their Fortunes, they look upon these pictures, and which of them they best like, she is ready with a wet finger: here they have all the furniture belonging to a private-chamber, bed, bedfellow and all; but mum, thou knowest my meaning, Jack.
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I thinke he saith we are a companie of fooles, and Nigits, but I hope you shall not find us such, Mastr Schoolmaster. Friend, friend, to cut off all vaine circumstance, Tell me your name, and answer me directly, Plainly, and to my understanding too, Or I shall leave you: here's a deale of gibberish. Vir bone. Nay, nay, make me no bones, but do't. Then in plaine vulgar English I am call'd, Sir Boniface Absee. Why this is somewhat like, Sir Boniface, Give me thine hand, thou art a proper man, And in my judgement, a great Scholler too: What shall I give thee by the yeare? Ile trust, Sir, to your generosity; I will not bargaine, but account my selfe Mille & mille modis, bound to you. I cannot leave my Mils, they'r farm'd already, The stipend that I give, shall be in money. Sure Sir, this is some Miller that comes to undermine you, in the shape of a Schoolmaster. You both mistake the Scholler. I understand my English, that I know; What's more then Moderne, doth surpasse my reach. Sir Bonifa, come to me two dayes hence, You shall receive an answer; I have now, Matters of some import that trouble me, Thou shouldst be else dispatch't. Sir Boniface, if you come to live in our house, and be a Familist amongst us, I shall desire you better acquaintance, your Name and my Phisnomy should have some consanguinitie, good Sir Boniface. vales, vales. Goe with you to the Ale-house? I like the motion well; Ile make an excuse out of doores and follow you. I am glad yet, we shall have a Good-fellow come into the house amongst us. vir . You shall not have me at Saint Magnes, my house is here in . I know it, sweet Knight, I know it. Then virgo formosa, & Domine valete. Ey, in you shall heare of me, Sir Bonif. He shall instruct my children; and to thee, Faire , reade the Latine tongue, Who, shall Sir Bawdy-face? Sir Boniface, you foole. His name is so hard to hit on. Come Daughter, if things fall out as I intend, My thoughts shall peace have, and these troubles end. Iack, thou art my Boy. Mistris! Ile be a Mother to thee, no Mistris: come Lad, I must have thee sworne to the orders of my house, and the secrets thereof. As I am an honest Lad, I am yours to command. But Mistris, what meane all these womens pictures, hang'd here in your withdrawing roome? Ile tell thee, Boy; marry thou must be secret. When any Citizens, or yong Gentlemen come hither, under a colour to know their Fortunes, they looke upon these pictures, and which of them they best like, she is ready with a wet finger: here they have all the furniture belonging to a privat-chamber, bedde, bed-fellow and all; but mum, thou knowest my meaning, Iacke.