A Looking Glass for London and England · chunk 4 of 39
Lodge, Thomas / Greene, Robert · published 1594 · first performed or written 1588 [1587-1588] (Annals) biblical play; moral · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
A Gentleman good sir, I remember your progenitors, your father bare office in our man he was, and in great discredit in the parish, 〈…〉 two squires livings on him, the one was on and than he kept the town stage, and on him the Sextens man, for he whipped dogs out of the sir, your father, why sir, mée-thinks I see the proper youth, he was faith, aged some four and ten, his rat colour colour, half black half white, his nose was in the highest degree of noses, it was nose Autem glorificam, so set with rubies that after his death it should have been nailed up in Copper-smiths hall for a monument. Well sir, I was beholding to your good father, for he was the first man that ever instructed me in the mystery of a pot of Ale. Well said Smith, thou hast crossed him over the thumbs. villain were it not that we go to be merry, my rapier should presently quit thy opprobrious terms. O Peter, Peter, put up thy sword I prithee hearty into thy scabbard bard, hold in your rapier, for though I have not a long Reacher, I have a short hitter. Nay then gentlemen, stay me, for my choler begins to rise against him: for mark the words of a paltry Smith, Oh horrible sentence, thou hast in these words, I will stand of it, libeled against all the sound horses, whole horses, sore horses, Coursers, Curtals, jades, Cuts, Hackneys, and mare: whereupon whereupon my friend, in their defence, I give thee this curse, thou shalt not be worth a horse of thine own this seven year. I prithee Smith is your occupation so excellent? A paltry Smith, why i'll stand to it, a Smith is Lord of the four elements, for our iron is made of the earth, our bellows blow out air, our flore holds fire, and our forge water. Nay sir, we read in the Chronicles, that there was a God of our occupation. a Cuckold. he called your father cousin, paltry smith, 〈…〉 thou hast defaced their worshipful occupation. how? stand to it, that a Smith in his kind, is a 〈…〉 and a Barber. For let a Horse take a cold, or be troubled with the hots, and we strait give him a potion or 〈…〉 physical manner that he mends strait, if 〈…〉 diseases, as the spewing, splint, ring-bone, 〈…〉 fashion, or sir a galled back, we let him blood & clap 〈…〉 to him with a pestilence, that mends him with a 〈…〉, now if his mane grow out of order, and he have 〈…〉 hairs, we strait to our shears and trim him 〈…〉 cut it please us, pick his ears and make him neat, 〈…〉 indeed sir, we are sloving for one thing, we never use 〈◊〉 musk-balls to wash him with, and the reason is sir, because 〈◊〉 woe without kissing.
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A Gentleman good sir, I remember your progenitors, your father bare office in our man he was, and in great discredit in the parish, two squiers liuings on him, the one was on and then he kept the towne stage, and on him the Sextens man, for he whipt dogs out of the sir, your father, why sir mée-thinks I sée the proper youth, he was faith aged some foure & ten, his colour, halfe blacke halfe white, his nose was in the grée of noses, it was nose Autem glorificam, so set that after his death it should haue bin nailed vp in Copp hall for a monument: well sir, I was beholding to your , for he was the first man that euer instructed me in sterie of a pot of Ale. Well said Smith, that crost him ouer the thumbs. Uillaine were it not that we go to be merry, pier should presently quit thy opproprious termes. O Peter, Peter, put vp thy sword I prithie heartily into thy bard, hold in your rapier, for though I haue not a long reach haue a short hitter. Nay then gentlemen stay me, for my begins to rise against him, for marke the words a paltry Oh horrible sentence, thou hast in these words I will stand libelled against all the sound horses, whole horses, sore Coursers, Curtalls, Iades, Cuts, Hackneies, and Mare upon my friend, in their defence, I giue thée this curse, shalt be worth a horse of thine owne this seuen yeare. I prithie Smith is your occupation so excellen A paltry Smith, why ile stand to it, a Smith is Lord of the foure elements, for our yron is made of the earth, our bellowes blow out aire, our flore holdes fire, and our forge water. Nay sir, we reade in the Chronicles, that there was a God of our occupation. a Cuckold. he cald your father cousin, paltry smith, thou hast defaced their worshipfull how? stand to it, that a Smith in his kinde is a and a Barber. For let a Horse take a cold, or the hots, and we straight giue him a potion or phisicall maner that he mends straight, if diseases, as the spuing, splent, ring-bone, fashion, or sir a galled backe, we let him blood & clap to him with a pestilence, that mends him with a , now if his mane grow out of order, and he haue haires, we straight to our shéeres and trim him cut it please vs, picke his eares and make him neat, indéed sir, we are slouings for one thing, we neuer vse musk-balls to wash him with, and the reason is sir, because woe without kissing.