Lyly, John · published 1594 · first performed or written 1591 [1587-1591] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
It was crabs she stamped, and stole away one to make her a face. I agree in hope that the hemp shall come to your wearing, a halfpenny halter may hang you both, that is, Halfpenny and you may hang in a halter. Well brought about. 'twill when 'tis about your neck. Nay, now she's in, she will never out. Nor when your heads are in, as it is likely, they should not come out. But hearken to my song, Cantant. Full hard I did sweat, When hemp I did beat. Then thought I of nothing but hanging, The hemp being spun, My beating was done, Than I wished for a noise Of crack-halter Boys, On Those hempen strings to be twanging. Long looked I about. The City throughout, And found no such fiddling varlets. Yes, at last coming hither, I saw four together. May thy hemp choke such singing harlots. To whit to who, the Owl does cry, Phip, phip, the sparrows as they fly, The goose does hiss, the duck cries quack. A Rope the Parrot, that holds tack. The parrot and the rope be thine. The hanging yours, but the hemp mine. Yonder stands the wags, I am come in good time. All here before me, you make haste. I believe to hanging, for I think you have all robbed your masters, here's every man his baggage. That is, we are all with thee, for thou art a very baggage. Hold thy peace, or of mine honesty I'll buy an halfpenny purse with thee. In deed that's big enough to put thy honesty in, but come shall we go about the matter? Now it is come to the pinch my heart pants. I for my part am resolute, in utranque paratus, ready to die or to run away. But hear me, I was troubled with a vile dream, and therefore it is little time spent to let Mother Bomby expound it, she is cunning in all things. Then will I know my fortune. And I'll ask for a silver spoon which was lost last day, which I must pay for. And I'll know what will become of our devices. And I. Then let us all go quickly, we must not sleep in this business, our masters are so watchful about it. Why do you rap so hard at the door? Because we would come in. Nay my house is no Inn. Cross yourselves, look how she looks. Mark her not, she'll turn us all to Apes. What would you with me? They say you are cunning, & are called the good woman of Rochester. If never to do harm be to do good, I dare say I am not ill. But what's the matter? I had a ill dream, & desire to know the signification. Dreams my son have their weight, though they be of a troubled mind, yet are they signs of fortune. Say on.
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It was crabbs she stampt, and stole away one to make her a face. I agree in hope that the hempe shall come to your wearing, a halfepenie halter may hang you both, that is, Halfepeny and you may hang in a halter. Well brought about. Twill when tis about your necke. Nay▪ now shees in▪ she will neuer out. Nor when your heads are in, as it is lykely, they should not come out. But harken to my song, Cantant. FVll hard I did sweate, When hempe I did beate. Then thought I of nothing but hanging, The hempe being spun, My beating was done, Then I wish'd for a noyse Of crack-halter Boyes, On Those hempen strings to be twanging. Long lookt I about. The City throughout, And fownd no such fidling varlets. Yes, at last comming hither, I saw foure together. May thy hempe choake such singing harlots. To whit to whoo, the Owle does cry, Phip, phip, the sparrowes as they fly, The goose does hisse, the duck cries quack. A Rope the Parrot, that holds tack. The parrat and the rope be thine. The hanging yours, but the hempe mine. Yonder stands the wags, I am come in good time. All here before me, you make hast. I beleeue to hanging, for I thinke you haue all robd your masters, heres euery man his baggage. That is, we are all with thee, for thou art a verie baggage. Hold thy peace, or of mine honesty Ile buy an halfpenie purse with thee. In deed thats big inough to put thy honesty in, but come shall we go about the matter? Now it is come to the pinch my heart pants. I for my part am resolute, in vtran que paratus, redie to die or to runne away. But heare me, I was troubled with a vile dream, and therefore it is little time spent to let Mother Bomby expound it, she is cunning in all things. Then will I know my fortune. And Ile aske for a siluer spoone which was lost last daie, which I must pay for. And Ile know what wil become of our deuices. And I. Then let vs all go quickly, we must not sleep in this busines, our masters are so watchfull about it. Why do you rap so hard at the doore? Bcause we would come in. Nay my house is no Inne. Crosse your selues, looke how she lookes. Marke her not, sheele turne vs all to Apes. What would you with me? They say you are cunning, & are called the good woman of Rochester. If neuer to doo harme be to doo good, I dare saie I am not ill. But whats the matter? I had a ill dream, & desire to know the significatiō. Dreames my sonne haue their weight, though they be of a troubled minde, yet are they signes of fortune. Say on.