Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1636 [licensed for stage, Mar 12] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
More Sack sirrah, the t'other touch sweet Pig, the t'other touch. There is no way but one sir, they have beset the house; my Master is persuading them. Follow me, I'll by a back way set you safely out with your company. Noble Urinal: come Blades here's purchase for us. This is but four Cups captain Cosen Pig. Skinke my parting Cup, and then I me gone: ha! where be you Gentlemen, I am not blind, or play you at Boe-peep? they are gone, this is a pretty touch, my touch my Io, with my money and Clothes, a prettier touch still, let me see, they have left some Sack behind them, there's my comfort yet. Who's this? my wife that must be. Come hither wife, thou seest the worst of me I am but drunk: Kiss me Borankee: never fear, I will not spoil thy gorget. Hark in thy ear my Io, shall I have a gentle touch? 'twill do no harm, we are to be married anon thou know'st; I shall get wise children on thee. What wouldst thou ravish me libidinous Swine? Strive, and thou diest. 'twas an unkind touch that, my Io, you might have fall'n under me, 't had been the fitter place for a woman, (pray help me up again. Yes, to thy death, if thou deny t' perform what I enjoin thee. How, kill a knight of the Twibill, and in the Ensigns of his own Order, ere it shall be said to the disgrace of Knighthood, that any of the fraternity was killed by a woman, I'll do any thing: Lead on, I'll follow you. Thus they must strive, Who in loves subtle Merchandise will thrive. THis stealth was unexpected, 'tis almost Beyond belief, my daughter should thus change Her perverse humour, and embrace his love Which when I motioned to her, the dark shade Seemed not a greater enemy to blessed light Than she appeared to it: and that she should Cozen my hopes, and without me her mother, Or any friend resign her will to his, And strike the match up, puzzles my best faith, Though I rejoice at it. You have reasons sir to do so, your daughter had more wit than you expected, 'tis the quality of maids, to deny what they desire: had you but seen how nimbly she trod over the threshold; you would have sworn she had been mad of the match: I stood and heard him ask her: shall we go to the Church answered she, is't not too late quoth he again, never too late to do well replied she again: (though it were at midnight) and then the Dutch younker took her up into a (what do you call it) a sedan (and heaven speed) away they went, marry to what Church, he's gone I know not, only I heard him swear he would not come at Pencridge.
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More Sacke sirrah, the tother touch sweet Pig, the tother touch. There is no way but one sir, they have beset the house; my Master is perswading them. Follow mee, Ile by a backe way set you safely out with your company. Noble Vrinall: come Blades here's purchase for us. This is but foure Cups captaine Cosen Pigge. Skinke my parting Cup, and then I me gone: ha! where be you Gentlemen, I am not blinde, or play you at Boe-peep? they are gone, this is a pretty touch, my touch my Io, with my money and Cloathes, a pretier touch still, let me see, they have left some Sacke behind them, there's my comfort yet. Who's this? my wife that must bee. Come hither wife, thou seest the worst of me I am but drunke: Kisse me Borankee: never feare, I will not spoyle thy gorget. Hark in thy eare my Io, shall I have a gentle touch? twill doe no harme, wee are to be marryed anon thou know'st; I shall get wise children on thee. What wouldst thou ravish me libidinous Swine? Strive, and thou dyest. Twas an unkinde touch that, my Io, you might have falne under me, 't had beene the fitter place for a woman, (pray helpe me up agen. Yes, to thy death, if thou deny t' performe what I enjoyne thee. How, kill a knight of the Twibill, and in the Ensignes of his owne Order, ere it shall be said to the disgrace of Knight-hood, that any of the fraternity was kild by a woman, Ile doe any thing: Lead on, Ile follow you. Thus they must strive▪ Who in loves subtle Merchandise will thrive. THis stealth was unexpected, tis almost Beyond beliefe, my daughter should thus change Her perverse humour, and embrace his love Which when I motion'd to her, the darke shade Seem'd not a greater enemy to blest light Than she appeard to it: and that she should Cosen my hopes, and without me her mother, Or any friend resigne her will to his, And strike the match up, puzzles my best faith, Though I rejoyce at it. You have reasons sir to doe so, your daughter had more wit then you expected, tis the quality of maids, to deny what they desire: had you but seene how nimbly shee trod over the threshold; you would have sworne she had beene mad of the match: I stood and heard him aske her: shall wee goe to the Church not too late oo late to doe well replied she agen: (though it were at midnight) and then the Dutch you tooke her up into a (what doe you call it) (and heaven speed) away they went, marry to what Church, he's gone I know not, only I heard him sweare he would not at Pencridge.