Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Tush 'tis no matter man I prithee give it me, I am very hungry I promise thee. Why you may take it and the devil burst You with it, one cannot save a bit after supper, But you are always ready to munch it up. Why come man, we shall have good cheer Anon at the bridehouse, for your masters gone to Church to be married already, and there's Such cheer as passeth. O brave, I would I had eat no meat this week, For I have never a corner left in my belly To put a venison pasty in, I think I shall burst myself With eating, for I'll so cram me down the tarts And the marchpanes, out of all cry. ay, but how wilt thou do now thy masters Married, thy mistress is such a devil, as she'll make Thee forget thy eating quickly, she'll beat thee so. Let my master alone with her for that, for he'll make her tame well enough ere long I warrant thee For he's such a churl waxen now of late that and he be Never so little angry he thumbs me out of all cry, But in my mind sirrah the youngest is a very Pretty wench, and if I thought thy master would Not have her I'd have a fling at her myself, I'll see soon whether 'twill be a match Or no: and it will not I'll set the matter Hard for myself I warrant thee. Sounes you slave will you be a Rival with My master in his love, speak but such Another word and I'll cut off one of thy legs. Oh, cruel judgement, nay then sirrah, My tongue shall talk no more to you, marry my Timber shall tell the trusty message of his master, Even on the very forehead on thee, thou abusious Villain, therefore prepare thyself. Come hither thou Imperfectious slave in Regard of thy beggary, hold thee there's Two shillings for thee? to pay for the Healing of thy left leg which I mean Furiously to invade or to maim at the least. O supernodical foul? well I'll take your two shillings but I'll bar striking at legs. Not I, for I'll strike anywhere. Here here take your two shillings again I'll see thee hanged ere I'll fight with thee, I got a broken shin the other day, 'tis not, whole yet and therefore I'll not fight Come come why should we fall out? Well sirray your fair words hath something Allayed my Collar: I am content for this once To put it up and be friends with thee, But soft see where they come all from church, Belike they be Married already. Father farewell, my Kate and I must home, Sirrah go make ready my horse presently. Your horse! what son I hope you do but jest, I am sure you will not go so suddenly.
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Tuſh tis no matter man I prethe giue it me, I am verie hungry I promiſe thee. Why you may take it and the deuill burſt You with it, one cannot ſaue a bit after ſupper, But you are alwaies readie to munch it vp. Why come man, we ſhall haue good cheere Anon at the bridehouſe, for your maiſters gone to Church to be married alreadie, and thears Such cheere as paſſeth. O braue, I would I had eate no meat this week, For I haue neuer a corner left in my bellie To put a venſon paſtie in, I thinke I ſhall burſt my ſelfe With eating, for Ile ſo cram me downe the tarts And the marchpaines, out of all crie. I, but how wilt thou doo now thy maiſters Married, thy miſtreſſe is ſuch a deuill, as ſheele make Thee forget thy eating quickly, ſheele beat thee ſo. Let my maiſter alone with hir for that, for Heele make hir tame wel inough ere longe I warent thee For he's ſuch a churle waxen now of late that and he be Neuer ſo little angry he thums me out of all crie, But in my minde ſirra the yongeſt is a verie Prettie wench, and if I thought thy maiſter would Not haue hir Ide haue a flinge at hir My ſelfe, Ile ſee ſoone whether twill be a match Or no: and it will not Ile ſet the matter Hard for my ſelfe I warrant thee. Sounes you ſlaue will you be a Riuall with My maiſter in his loue, ſpeake but ſuch Another worde and Ile cut off one of thy legges. Oh, cruell iudgement, nay then ſirra, My tongue ſhall talke no more to you, marry my Timber ſhall tell the truſtie meſſage of his maiſter, Euen on the very forehead on thee, thou abuſious Villaine, therefore prepare thy ſelfe. Come hither thou Imperfeckſious ſlaue in Regard of thy beggery, holde thee theres Twoſhillings for thee? to pay for the Healing of thy left legge which I meane Furiouſly to inuade or to maime at the leaſt. O ſupernodicall foule? well Ile take your two ſhillinges but Ile barre ſtriking at legges. Not I, for Ile ſtrike any where. Here here take your two ſhillings again Ile ſee thee hangd ere Ile fight with thee, I gat a broken ſhin the other day, Tis not, whole yet and therefore Ile not fight Come come why ſhould we fall out? Well ſirray your faire words hath ſomething Alaied my Coller: I am content for this once To put it vp and be frends with thee, But ſoft ſee where they come all from church, Belike they be Married allredy. Father farwell, my Kate and I muſt home, Sirra go make ready my horſe preſentlie. Your horſe! what ſon I hope you doo but ieſt, I am ſure you will not go ſo ſuddainly.