The Constant Maid (Love Will Find Out the Way) · chunk 31 of 32
Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1630(?)-1640] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T30 Constables, justices and the watch · 537 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
I know not that, My servant's with him, but if he ha' played The hangman, starved or smothered him in a ditch, I ha' made fair work. This were a welcome truth. Sir, the Constable. I had rather it had been my Kinsman and the Usurer; But wait and give me knowledge when they come. Where's Mr. Justice? It is he and Close; Then I am secure, your pardon, and thy love. You have it freely, and a mother's prayers For both your happiness. Please your worship, these We took last night i'th' fields suspiciously, And by my own authority I condemned 'em. Shall we be hanged, Close, we are condemned already. This is the Gentleman was killed. Sweet sir, no; Not killed out right, but I was almost starved With cold: These Gentlewoman know me, And I should know that Hose and Doublet too; Those garments which you wear, I have oft seen, sweet sir. Well said Ierouinte. I was fain to borrow These of a prisoner that lies in, upon My Diamond Ring. You are discharged. And we too? Yes, and joy in every bosom. Close, you must know this your Mistress: Sweet Lady. How? 'Tis enough for you to know her, sir, And me to acknowledge. Do you know me, sir? Hum. yes, who brought you to town? And your daughter too, sweet sir? And you shall right her. Is she grown crooked? I knew her too well. Peace, not a word more, I know your meaning, Do not discredit me, sweet sir, and we'll steal down And marry her ere any be aware on't; I won't stay to shift me, take no leave; The jest will be when I am in the Country, How like an ass he'll look in my apparel. Sir, Mr. Playfair's Cousen and the t'other Gallant. I must entreat your patience a little, You'll meet with friends in the next room. Excuse my boldness, sir, this Gentleman. Mr. Hornet, you are very welcome. Good sir no ceremony; We are come 'Bout business: I have lost my Niece, and would Know where she is. D''ee take me for a wizard? Sir, our desires are modest; That you would Be witness to a bargain, and receive Some trifles, sir, in trust to be delivered To me, If I restore his Kinswoman. Not else; On that condition I deposit These hundred pieces, and a bond, if he Deliver me my Niece, they are his fraught, If not, they call me owner. Pardon, sir, That I presume to bring this trouble to you. 'Tis none at all. You sha'not long expect: So rest you merry. How fare you, sir? As you see, fall'n away an inch since morning, But this will physic me; If I possess This harlotry again, I'll make her sure: Trust not a woman, they have found the herb To open locks; not brazen Towers can hold'em. Or if they get not lose, they have the virtue Of Loadstones; Shut up in a box, they'll draw Customers to them; Nay, being dead and buried, There is a suspicion they will break the grave, Which puts so many husbands to the charge Of heavy stones to keep their bad wires under.
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I know not that, My servant's with him, but if he ha' plaid The hang-man, starv'd or smother'd him in a ditch, I ha' made faire worke. This were a welcome truth. Sir, the Constable. I had rather it had been my Kinsman and the Usurer; But wait and give me knowledge when they come. Where's Mr. Justice? It is he and Close; Then I am secure, your pardon, and thy love. You have it freely, and a mothers prayers For both your happinesse. Please your worship, these We took last night i'th'fields suspiciously, And by my owne authority I condemn'd 'em. Shall we be hang'd, Close, we are condemn'd already. This is the Gentleman was kill'd. Sweet sir, no; Not kill'd out right, but I was almost starv'd With cold: These Gentlewoman know me, And I should know that Hose and Doublet too; Those garments which you weare, I have oft seen, sweet sir. Well said Ierouinte. I was faine to borrow These of a prisoner that lies in, upon My Diamond Ring. You are discharg'd. And we too? Yes, and joy in every bosome. Close, you must know this your Mistris: Sweet Lady. How? 'Tis enough for you to know her, sir, And me to acknowledge. Do you know me, sir? Hum; yes, who brought you to town? And your daughter too, sweet sir? And you shall right her. Is she growne crooked? I knew her too well. Peace, not a word more, I know your meaning, Do not discredite me, sweet sir, and we'll steale downe And marry her ere any be aware on't; I wo'not stay to shift me, take no leave; The jest will be when I am in the Countrey, How like an asse he'll look in my apparrell. Sir, Mr. Playfaires Cousen and the tother Gallant. I must intreat your patience a little, You'll meet with friends in the next roome. Excuse my boldnesse, sir, this Gentleman. Mr. Hornet, you are very welcome. Good ir no ceremony; We are come 'Bout businesse: I have lost my Nece, and would Know where she is. D'ee take me for a Wizzard? Sir, our desires are modest; That you would Be witnesse to a bargaine, and receive Some trifles, sir, in trust to be deliver'd To me, If I restore his Kinswoman. Not else; On that condition I deposite These hundred pieces, and a bond, if he Deliver me my Neece, they are his fraught, If not, they call me owner. Pardon, sir, That I presume to bring this trouble to you. 'Tis none at all. You sha'not long expect: So rest you merry. How fare you, sir? As you see, falne away an inch since morning, But this will physicke me; If I possesse This harlotry agen, I'll make her sure: Trust not a woman, they have found the herbe To open locks; not brazen Towers can hold'em. Or if they get not loose, they have the vertue Of Loadstones; Shut up in a box, they'll draw Customers to them; Nay, being dead and buried, There is a suspicion they will breake the grave, Which puts so many husbands to the charge Of heavy stones to keep their bad wires under.