Master Arden of Faversham in Kent · chunk 37 of 40
Anonymous / Kyd, Thomas / Shakespeare, William / Watson, Thomas · published 1592 · first performed or written 1591 [1588-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Pembroke's Men (?) unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
I so they shall, M. Bradshaw sit you there, I pray you be content, I'll have my will. M. Mosbie sit you in my husband's seat. Susan shall thou and I wait on them, Or and thou saith the word let us sit down too. Peace we have other matters now in hand. I fear me Michael all willbe bewrayed. Tush so it be known that I shall marry thee in the Morning, I care not though I be hanged ere night. But to prevent the worst, I'll buy some ratsbane. Why Michael wilt thou poison thyself? No, but my mistress, for I fear she'll tell. Tush Michel fear not her, she's wise enough. Sirrah Michell gives a cup of bear. M. Arden, here's to your husband. My husband? What ails you woman, to cry so suddenly. Ah neighbours a sudden qualm came over my heart My husbands being forth torments my mind. I know some thing's amiss, he is not well. Or else I should have heard of him ere now. She will undo us, through her foolishness. Fear not M. Arden, he's well enough. Tell not me, I know he is not well, He was not wont for to stay thus late. Good M. Franklin go and seek him forth, And if you find him send him home to me. And tell him what a fear he hath put me in. I like not this, I pray God all be well I'll seek him out, and find him if I can. Michael how shall I do to rid the rest away? Leave that to my charge, let me alone, 'tis very late M. Bradshaw, And there are many false knaves abroad, And you have many narrow lanes to pass. Faith friend Michael and thou sayest true, Therefore I pray thee light's forth, and lends a link Michael bring them to the doors, but do not stay, You know I do not love to be alone. Go Susan and bid thy brother come, But wherefore should he come? Here is nought but fear. Stay Susan stay, and help to counsel me. Alas I counsel, fear frights away my wits, See Susan where thy quandam Master lies, Sweet Arden smeared in blood and filthy gore. My brother, you, and I, shall rue this deed. Come susan help to lift his body forth, And let our salt tears be his obsequies. Now now Alice whether will you bear him Sweet Mosbie art thou come? Then weep that will. I have my wish in that I joy thy sight. Well it hoves us to be circumspect. I for Franklin thinks that we have murdered him. ay but he can not prove it for his life, We'll spend this night in dalliance and in sport. O mistress the Maior and all the watch, Are coming towards our house with glaives & bills. Make the door fast, let them not come in, Tell me sweet Alice how shall I escape?
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I so they shall, M. Bradshaw sit you there, I pray you be content, Ile haue my will. M. Mosbie sit you in my husbands seat. Susan shall thou and I wait on them, Or and thou saith the word let vs sit down too. Peace we haue other matters now in hand. I feare me Michael al wilbe bewraied. Tush so it be knowne that I shal marry thée in the Morning, I care not though I be hangde ere night. But to preuent the worst, Ile by some rats bane. Why Michael wilt thou poyson thy selfe? No, but my mistres, for I feare shele tell. Tush Michel feare not her, she's wise enough. Sirra Michell giues a cup of beare. M. Arden, heers to your husband. My husband? What ailes you woman, to crie so suddenly. Ah neighbors a sudden qualm came ouer my hart My husbands being foorth torments my minde. I know some thing's amisse, he is not well. Or els I should haue heard of him ere now. She will vndo vs, through her foolishnes. Feare not M. Arden, he's well enough. Tell not me, I know he is not well, He was not wount for to stay thus late. Good M. Francklin go and seeke him foorth, And if you finde him send him home to mee. And tell him what a feare he hath put me in. Ilyke not this, I pray God all be well Ile seeke him out, and find him if I can. Michaell how shall I doo to rid the rest away? Leaue that to my charge, let me alone, Tis very late M. Bradshaw, And there are many false knaues abroad, And you haue many narrow lanes to pas. Faith frend Michaell and thou saiest trew, Therefore I pray thee lights foorth, and lends a linck Michael bring them to the dores, but doo not stay, You know I do not loue to be alone. Go Susan and bid thy brother come, But wherefore should he come? Heere is nought but feare. Stay Susan stay, and helpe to counsell me. Alas I counsell, feare frights away my wits, Sée Susan where thy quandam Maister lyes, Sweete Arden smeard in bloode and filthy gore. My brother, you, and I, shall rue this déede. Come susan help to lift his body forth, And let our salt teares be his obsequies. Now now Ales whether will you beare him Sweete Mosbie art thou come? Then weepe that will. I haue my wishe in that I ioy thy sight. Well it houes vs to be circumspect. I for Francklin thinks that we haue murthred him. I but he can not proue it for his lyfe, Wele spend this night in daliance and in sport. O mistres the Maior and all the watch, Are comming towards our house with glaues & billes. Make the dore fast, let them not come in, Tell me swete Ales how shal I escape?