D., J. · published 1640 · first performed or written c.1625 [revised c.1632] (Annals) comedy · Unknown · Fortune unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
All health and joy betide you. Gramercy Gentlemen, I am not now the man, I was in the morning; I did rise single, I return double: in the Meridian but Worshipful, in the afternoon Honourable before Sunset, and who knows but Majestical before midnight: nay I persuade myself I am so: am I not sweet Monkey? Thou art my dear Baboon. Very pretty names in faith: I prithee let's interchange them still betwixt us: or Marmoset, or ape's face. Yes, yes, by any means. All thy goods and chattels, thy movables, and the stuff that belongs thereto, thy utensils and implements; now are all mine. They are, to have and to hold. Yes, as long as ye can keep them. I have purchased thee in thy proper person by my word, but all thy other omnium gathrum, beforenamed, by my deeds, I think thou hast them to show. The mind gives sometimes words unto the tongue, and makes it speak perforce, bear with him Lodwick. Let the doctor's wife bear with him, for mine own part, without he renounce this mood, and become sociable, as he had wont, I defy his fellowship. Will you dine with me Vallentius? Yes, shall we be merry? O is the tide turned, is the wind come about, by this good day, and I were not cursing myself, for being accessary to this melancholy, I have no faith in me; if women can transmute men thus suddenly, hang me, if I keep not out of their clutches. Gallants, shall we walk? I have a story for ye: prithee Lodwick frown not, be a friend indeed, and see not my defects, I have a tale shall make you laugh anon, and will excuse my blame; prithee be thyself, be jocund man. Nay, I am soon persuaded. Where shall we be? At the old house. Come then, I'll make you laugh I swear. Thus by degrees, with hazard of my life, have I attained unto my wishes' rest; and boldly gaze thee Venice in the face: the time has been, Oh, but that time is past, when I was more familiar with thy pomp, but all that bliss is gone: And murder now, has with a crimson stain sealed me accurst, and like a condemned guilty Fugitive; I wander in despair; fearing the rustle of the harmless bird, and the flies clamour, the Ant, the Wasp, and every lesser thing, Dreadless of danger, strays abroad for food; Not caring who behold them, But I, alas, of all; am most unhappy: Would I were dead, and past the fear of that, Makes me thus Cowish. Who art thou com'st here, more needy than myself? Where might I run to meet destruction, And set a period on my wretchedness? Stern misery I know, and feel thee now: Yet is the earth content to bear my weight, And suffer what proud man disdains to know, Unless to spit upon, or add to that, Which wanteth no extreme.
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All health and joy betyde you. Gramercy Gentlemen, I am not now the man, I was in the morning; I did riſe ſingle, I return double: in the Meridian but Worſhipfull, in the afternoon Honorable before Sun-ſet, and who knows but Majeſticall before mid-night: nay I perſwade my ſelf I am ſo: am I not ſweet Monkie? Thou art my deare Baboon. Very pretty names in faith: I prethee let's enterchange them ſtill betwixt us: or Marmoſet, or Apes face. Yes, yes, by any means. All thy goods and chattels, thy moveables, and the ſtuff that belongs thereto, thy utenſils and implements; now are all mine. They are, to have and to hold. Yes, as long as yee can keep them. I have purchaſed thee in thy proper perſon by my word, but all thy other omnium gathrum, beforenamed, by my deeds, I think thou haſt them to ſhew. The minde gives ſometimes words unto the tongue, and makes it ſpeak perforce, beare with him Lodwick. Let the Doctors wife beare with him, for mine own part, without he renounce this mood, and become ſociable, as hee had wont, I defie his fellowſhip. Will you dine with me Vallentius? Yes, ſhall we be merry? O is the tide turn'd, is the winde come about, by this good day, and I were not curſing my ſelfe, for being acceſſary to this melancholy, I have no faith in me; if women can tranſmute men thus ſuddenly, hang me, if I keep not out of their clutches. Gallants, ſhall wee walk? I have a ſtory for ye: prethee Lodwick frown not, be a friend indeed, and ſee not my defects, I have a tale ſhall make you laugh anon, and will excuſe my blame; prethe be thy ſelfe, be jocund man. Nay, I am ſoon perſwaded. Where ſhall we be? At the old houſe. Come then, I'le make you laugh I ſweare. Thus by degrees, with hazard of my life, have I attain'd unto my wiſhes reſt; and boldly gaze thee Venice in the face: the time has beene, Oh, but that time is paſt, when I was more familiar with thy pompe, but all that bliſſe is gone: And murther now, has with a crimſon ſtain ſeal'd mee accurſt, and like a condemn'd guilty Fugitive; I wander in deſpaire; fearing the rule of the harmleſſe bird, and the flies clamor, the Ant, the Waſpe, and every leſſer thing, Dreadleſſe of danger, ſtrayes abroad for food; Not caring who behold them, But I, alas, of all; am moſt unhappy: Would I were dead, and paſt the feare of that, Makes mee thus Cowiſh. Who art thou comm'ſt here, more needy then my ſelf? Where might I run to meet deſtruction, And ſet a period on my wretchedneſſe? Stern miſery I know, and feele thee now: Yet is the earth content to beare my weight, And ſuffer what proud man diſdains to know, Unleſſe to ſpit upon, or add to that, Which wanteth no extream.