Peele, George · published 1593 · first performed or written 1591 [1590-1593] (Annals) history · Unknown T15 Friars and holy orders in plot typicality 0.81 · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T15: friar, lord, holy, friars, robin, peggy, lacie, angelo, love, nun.
What, whether I will or no? you will not leave? let be I say? I must be better chid. No will? take that then lusty lord, Sir leave when you are bid. Why so this char is charred. A good one by the rood, No force no harm. No harm that doth my Elinor any good. Learn lords 'gainst you be married men to bow to women's yoke: And sturdy though you be you may not stur for every stroke: Now my sweet Nell how doth my Queen? she vaunts that mighty England hath felt her fist: Taken a blow basely at Elinor's hand, And vaunt she may good leave being cursed and coy, Lack nothing Nell whilst thou hast brought thy lord a lovely boy. I am sick good Katherina I pray thee beat hand. This sickness I hope will bring King Edward a jolly boy. And Katherin who brings me that news shall not go empty handed. Farewell Lluellen with thy loving Nell. Godamercy Mortimor and so farewell. Farewell and be hanged half Sinon's sapons brood Good words Sir Rice wrongs have best remedy, So taken with time patience and policy. But where is the Friar who can tell? That can I master very well, And say i'faith what hath befell: Must we at once to heaven or hell? To heaven friar, friar no fie, Such heavy souls mount not so high. Then friar lie thee down and die. And if any ask the reason why, Answer and say thou canst not tell, Unless because thou must to hell. No Friar because thou didst rebel, Gentle Sir Rice ring out thy knel. And Maddocke toll thy passing bell. So there lies a straw, and now to the law masters and friends, naked came we in to the world naked are we turned out of the good towns into the wilderness, let me say Mass, methinks we are a handsome Commonwealth, a handful of good-fellows, set a sunning to dog on our own discretion, what say you Sir? we are enough to keep a passage, will you be ruled by me? we'll get the next day from Brecknock the book of Robin Hood, the Friar he shall instruct us in his cause and we'll even here fare and well since the king hath put us amongst the discarding cards, and as it were turned us with deuces and trays out of the deck, every man take his standing on Mannocke deny and wander like irregulars up and down the wilderness, i'll be master of misrule, I'll be Robin Hood that once, cousin Rice thou shalt be little Iohn, and hers Friar David as fit as a die for Friar Tucke, now my sweet Nell if you will make up the mess with a good heart for Maid marian and do well with Lluellen under the green wood trees, with as good a will as in the good towns, why plena est curia.
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What, whether I will or no? you will not leaue? let be I say? I must be better chidde. No wil? take that then lusty lord, Sir leaue when you are bidde. Why so this chare is charde. A good one by the roode, No force no harme. No harme that doth my Elinor any good. Learne lords gainst you be maried men to bow to womens yoke: And sturdy though you be you may not stur for euery stroke: Now my sweet Nell how doth my Queene? Shee vaunts that mighty England hath felt her fist: Taken a blow basely at Elinors hand, And vaunt shee may good leaue being curst and coy, Lacke nothing Nell whilst thou hast brought thy lorde a louely boie. I am sicke good Katherina I pray thee beat hand. This sickenes I hope wil bring King Edward a iollie boy. And Katherin who brings me that newes shal not goe emptie handed. Farewel Lluellen with thy louing Nell. Godamercy Mortimor and so farewel. Farewel and behangde half Sinons sapons brood Good words Sir Rice wronges haue best remedy, So taken with time patience and pollicy. But where is the Friar who can tel? That can I maister very wel, And saie I faith what hath befel: Must we at once to heauen or hel? To heauen Frier, Frier no fie, Such heauie soules mount not so hie. Then Frier lie thee downe and die. And if any aske the reason why, Answere and say thou canst not tel, Vnles because thou must to hel. No Frier because thou didst rebel, Gentle Sir Rice ring out thy knel. And Maddocke towle thy passing bel. So there lies a strawe, and now to the law maisters and friends, naked came we in to the worlde naked are wee turnd out of the good townes into the wildernesse, let mee saie Masse, me thinkes we are a handsome Common-wealth, a hand of goodfellowes, set a sunning to dog on our own distion, what say you Sir? we are enough to keepe passage, will you be ruled by mee? weele get the next daie from Brecknocke the booke of Robin Hood, the Frier he shal instruct vs in his cause and weele euen here and well since the king hath put vs amongst the discarding cardes, and as it were turned vs with deuces and traies out of the decke, euerie man take his standing on Manocke deny and wander like irregulers vp and down the wildernesse, ile be maister of rule, ile be Robin Hood that once, cousin Rice thou shalt be little Iohn, and hers Frier Dauid as fit as a die for Frier Tucke, now my sweet Nel if you wil make vp the messe with a good heart for Maide marian and doe well with Lluellen vnder the greene wood trees, with as good a wil as in the good townes, why plena est curia.