Terence (Publius Terentius Afer)Kyffin, Maurice · published 1588 · first performed or written 1588 (Annals) comedy unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 482 words
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My master is here, what shall I do. O, all hail to you honest man. Now master, and master Chremes, all things be in a readiness within. O it is trimly done of you. Now send for him when you will. Very well surely: that is the cause forsooth he is now absent: Nay but answer me to this, what business hast thou there? * Who, I? Yea. What, I? Yea, you sirrah. I went in but even now. As though I asked how long ago it was. Your son and I went in together. Why then, and is Pamphilus within? I am still vexed unhappy man that I am. Why thou hangman thou, didst not thou tell me that they are fallen at debate. So they are. What makes he there than? What think you that he is a doing? he is sure chiding with her. Nay but master Chremes, you shall hear me tell you of a notable strange matter: I wot not what old man is come yonder even now, but to look to, he is a substantial and wary man: if you saw his face, you would take him for a right honest man. In his countenance is sad gravity, and his words do sound of truth. What tidings bringst thou? Nothing forsooth but what I heard him say. And what saith he, I pray you? marry that he knoweth Glycerie to be a free born woman of Athens. Hola howh, Dromo, Dromo. What is the matter? Dromo. Why, hear me sir. If thou speak one word more— Dromo. I beseech you hear me. What would you have sir? Hoist up this knave on thy back, and carry him in as fast as thou canst. Whom? Davus. Wherefore? Because I will have it so, take him away I say. What have I done sir? Away with him. If you do find that I told you any lie, kill me forth right. I will not here one word: I shall set thee in a beat by and by, I warrant thee. What, notwithstanding I say nothing but Troth? Yea nevertheless, sirrah see thou that he be kept fast fettered: and hearest thou me? bind his hands and feet together, * Now sir go to: By God if I live this day to an end, I will teach thee and him both, what danger it is for the one of you to beguile his master, and for the other to deceive his father. Tush man, be not in so great a rage. O Chremes, do you not pity me, to see what reverend regard my son hath towards me? and that I should take somuch travail for such a son? Well go to Pamphilus: Come out here Pamphilus, Is there no shame in thee? WHo calls me? O I am undone, it is my father. What sayest thou? thou errand—
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My maſter is here, what ſhall I do. O, all haill to you honeſt man. Now maſter, and maſter Chremes, all things be in a redines within. O it is trimly don of you. Now ſend for him when you will. Very well ſurely: that is the cauſe forſooth he is now abſent: Nay but aunſwere me to this, what buſines haſt thou there? Who, I? Yea. What, I? Yea, you ſirra. I went in but euen now. As though I aſked how long ago it was. Your ſonne and I went in together. Why than, and is Pamphilus within? I am ſtill vext vnhappy man that I am. Why thou hangman thou, didſt not thou tell me that they are fallen at debate. So they are. What makes he there than? What think you that he is a dooing? he is ſure chiding with her. Nay but maſter Chremes, you ſhall here me tel you of a notable ſtrange matter: I wot not what olde man is come yonder euen now, but to looke to, he is a ſubſtantiall and warie man: if you ſawe his face, you would take him for a right honeſt man. In his countenance is ſad grauitie, and his wordes do ſound of truth. What tydings bringſt thou? Nothing forſooth but what I hard him ſay. And what ſaith he, I pray you? Mary that he knoweth Glycerie to be a frée born woman of Athens. Hola howh, Dromo, Dromo. What is the matter? Dromo. Why, here me ſir. If thou ſpeake one word more—Dromo. I beſech you here me. What would you haue ſir? Hoyſe vp this knaue on thy back, and cary him in as faſt as thou canſt. Whom? Dauus. Wherefore? Bycauſe I will haue it ſo, take him away I ſay. What haue I don ſir? Away with him. If you do finde that I told you any lye, kill me furth right. I will not here one word: I ſhall ſet thée in a beate by and by, I warrant thée. What, notwithſtanding I ſay nothing but Troth? Yea neuertheleſſe, ſirra ſée thou that he be kept faſt fetterd: and heareſt thou me? binde his hands and féete together, Now ſir go to: By God if I liue this day to an end, I will teach thée and him both, what danger it is for the one of you to beguile his maſter, and for the other to deceiue his father. Tuſh man, be not in ſo great a rage. O Chremes, do you not pitie me, to ſée what reuerend regard my ſonne hath towards me? and that I ſhould take ſomuch trauaill for ſuch a ſonne? Well go to Pamphilus: Come out here Pamphilus, Is there no ſhame in thée? WHo calles me? O I am vndone, it is my father. What ſaieſt thou? thou arrand—