Stevenson, William · published 1575 · first performed or written 1553 [c.1552-1563] (Annals) comedy · at University unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
O christ that I were sure of it, in faith he should have his meed. watch well, for the knave will be there as sure as is your creed I would spend myself a shilling: to have him swinged well. I am as glad as a woman can be of this thing to here tell By gog's bones when he cometh, now that I know the matter He shall sure at the first skip, to leap in scalding water: Wish a worse turn besides when he will, let him come. I tell you as my sister, you know what meaneth mum, Now lack I but my doctor, to play his part again And so where he cometh towards, peradventure to his pain. What good news Diccon? fellow, is mother chat at home, She is sir, and she is not, but it please her to whom: Yet did I take her tardy, as subtle as she was. The thing that thou went'st for, hast thou brought it to pass? I have done that I have done, be it worse be it better. And dame Chat at her wits end, I have almost set her. Why hast thou spied the needle quickly I pray thee tell. I have spied it in faith sir, I handled myself so well, And yet the crafty quean, had almost take my trump. But or all came to an end. I set her in a dump: How so I pray thee Diccon? Marry sir will ye hear? She was clapped down on the backside, by cock's mother dear And there she sat sewing a halter, or a band, With no other thing save gammers needle in her hand, As soon as any knock, if she filth be in double, She needs but once puff, and her candle is out: Now I sir knowing of every door she pin. Came nicely, and said no word, till time I was within, And there I saw the needle, even with these two eyes, whoever say the contrary, I will swear he lies. O Diccon that I was not there, then in thy stead. Well, if ye will be ordered, and do by my reade. I will bring you to a place, as the house stands. Where ye shall take the drab, with the needle in her hands For God's sake do so Diccon, and I will gauge my gown To give thee a full pot, of the best ale in the town, Follow me but a little, and mark what I will say, Lay down your gown beside you, go to, come on your way: See ye not what is here a hole wherein ye may creep Into the house, and suddenly unwares among them leap, There shall ye find the Bitchfox, and the needle together Do as I bid you man, come on your ways hither. Art thou sure diccon, the swill tub stands not here about.
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¶ O christ that I were sure of it, in faith he shuld haue his mede. ¶ watch wel, for the knaue wil be there as sure as is your crede I wold spend my selfe a shilling: to haue him swinged well. ¶ I am as glad as a woman can be of this thing to here tell By gogs bones when he cōmeth, now that I know the matter He shal sure at the first skip, to leape in scalding water: Wish a worse turne besides when he will, let him come. ¶ I tell you as my sister, you know what meaneth mum, Now lacke I but my doctor, to play his part againe And so where he commeth towards, peraduenture to his paine. ¶ What good newes Diccon? fellow, is mother chat at home, ¶ She is syr, and she is not, but it please her to whome: Yet dyd I take hr tardy, as sbtle as she was. ¶ The thing that thou wenst for, hast thou brought it to passe? ¶ I haue done that I haue done, be it worse be it better. And dame Chat at her wyts ende, I haue almost set her. ¶ Why hast thou spied the neele quickly I pray thee tell. ¶ I haue spyed it in faith sir, I handled my selfe so well, And yet the crafty queane, had almost take my trumpe. But or all came to an ende. I set her in a dumpe: ¶ How so I pray thee Diccon? ¶ Mary syr will ye heare? She was clapt downe on the backside, by cocks mother dere And there she sat sewing a halter, or a bande, With no other thing saue gammers nedle in her hande, As soone as any knocke, if she filth be in double, She needes but once puffe, and her candle is out: Now I sir knowing of euery doore she pin. Came nycely, and said no worde, till time I was within, And there I sawe the neele, euen with these tw yes, Who euer say the contrary, I will sweare he lyes. ¶ O Diccon that I was not there, then in thy steade. ¶ Well, if ye will be ordred, and do by my reade. I will bring you to a place, as the house standes. Where ye shall take the drab, with the neele in hir handes ¶ For Gods sake do so Diccon, and I will gage my gowne To geue thee a full pot, of the best ale in the towne, ¶ Follow me but a litle, and marke what I will say, Lay downe your gown beside you, go to, come on your way: Se ye not what is here a hole wherin ye may creepe Into the house, and sodenly vnwares among them leape, There shal ye finde the Bitchfox▪ and the neele together Do as I bid you man, come on your wayes hether. ¶ Art thou sure diccon, the swil tub standes not here aboute.