Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 453 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
And so to me whilst Polidor doth live. I find it so right worthy gentlemen, And of what worth your friendship I esteem, I leave censure of your several thoughts, But for requital of your favours past, Rests yet behind, which when occasion serves I vow shallbe remembered to the full, And for my father's coming to this place, I do expect within this week at most. Enough Aurelius? but we forget Our Marriage dinner now the bride is gone, Come let us see what there they left behind. Come sirs provide all things as fast as you can, For my Masters hard at hand and my new Mistress And all, and he sent me before to see all things ready. Welcome home Sander sirrah how looks our New Mistress they say she's a plaguy shrew. I and that thou shalt find I can tell thee and thou Dost not please her well, why my Master Has such a do with her as it passeth and he's even like a madman. Why Sander what does he say. Why I'll tell you what: when they should Go to church to be married he puts on an old jerkin and a pair of canvas breeches down to the Small of his leg and a red cap on his head and he Looks as thou wilt burst thyself with laughing When thou seest him: he's e'en as good as a Fool for me: and then when they should go to dinner He made me Saddle the horse and away he came. And near tarried for dinner and therefore you had best Get supper ready against they come, for They be hard at hand I am sure by this time. Sounes see where they be all ready. Now welcome Kate: where is these villains Here, what? not supper yet upon the board: Nor table spread nor nothing done at all, Where's that villain that I sent before. Now, adsum, sir. Come hither you villain I'll cut your nose, You Rogue: help me of with my boots: wilt please You to lay the cloth? sounes the villain Hurts my foot? pull easily I say; yet again. Sounes? burned and scorched who dressed this meat? Forsooth Iohn cook. He throws down the table and meat and all, and beats them. Go you villains bring you me such meat, Out of my sight I say and bear it hence, Come Kate we'll have other meat provided, Is there a fire in my chamber sir? I forsooth. Sounes? I think of my conscience my Masters Mad since he was married. I laft what a box he gave Sander For pulling of his boots. I hurt his foot for the nonce man.
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And ſo to me whileſt Polidor doth liue. I find it ſo right worthie gentlemen, And of what worth your frendſhip I eſteme, I leue cenſure of your ſeuerall thoughts, But for requitall of your fauours paſt, Reſts yet behind, which when occaſion ſerues I vow ſhalbe remembred to the full, And for my fathers comming to this place, I do expect within this weeke at moſt. Inough Aurelieus? but we forget Our Marriage dinner now the bride is gon, Come let vs ſe what there they left behind. Come ſirs prouide all thinges as faſt as you can, For my Maſters hard at hand and my new Miſtris And all, and he ſent me before to ſee all thinges redy. Welcome home Sander ſirra how lookes our New Miſtris they ſay ſhe's a plagie ſhrew. I and that thou ſhalt find I can tell thee and thou Doſt not pleaſe her well, why my Maiſter Has ſuch a doo with hir as it paſſeth and he's euen like a madman. Why Sander what dos he ſay. Why Ile tell you what: when they ſhould Go to church to be maried he puts on an olde Ierkin and a paire of canuas breeches downe to the Small of his legge and a red cap on his head and he Lookes as thou wilt burſt thy ſelfe with laffing When thou ſeeſt him: he's ene as good as a Foole for me: and then when they ſhould go to dinner He made me Saddle the horſe and away he came. And nere tarried for dinner and therefore you had beſt Get ſupper reddy againſt they come, for They be hard at hand I am ſure by this time. Sounes ſee where they be all redy. Now welcome Kate: wher'es theſe villains Here, what? not ſupper yet vppon the borde: Nor table ſpred nor nothing don at all, Wheres that villaine that I ſent before. Now, adſum, ſir. Come hether you villaine Ile cut your noſe, You Rogue: helpe me of with my bootes: wilt pleaſe You to lay the cloth? ſounes the villaine Hurts my foote? pull eaſely I ſay; yet againe. Sounes? burnt and skorcht who dreſt this meate? Forſouth Iohn cooke. He throwes downe the table and meate and all, and beates them. Go you villaines bringe you me ſuch meate, Out of my ſight I ſay and beare it hence, Come Kate wele haue other meate prouided, Is there a fire in my chamber ſir? I forſooth. Sounes? I thinke of my conſcience my Maſters Mad ſince he was maried. I laft what a boxe he gaue Sander For pulling of his bootes. I hurt his foote for the nonce man.