Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T36: hell, earth, gods, death, ghosts, blood, bloody, heaven, night, ghost.
You have broken promise, you said you would not fable, But now I perceive you are very unstable. Unstable, marry sir that is most sure: He is so far out of his wits, that he is past cure. You are a Landlord and have many Tenants, A great mischance is happened among your servants. My servants were well enough within this hour. Now one of them doth another devour. Sir it is a strange thing to see your house, This year there is like to be good store of sowse: Your wife by the stroke of God is turned to a Cow, And your youngest daughter, she is turned to a Sow. The rest of your children, a sort of pretty twigs, Now are they altered, and turned to pigs. You are a knave, I dare lay my life, I will teach you to rail, on an honest man's wife. To me you may say your pleasure and mind, But as I have said, you are like it to find. Your Oxen and cattle, are turned to Hedgehogs, And your great multitude of sheep, are turned into Frogs. The greatest wonder it is yet behind, All your Tenants have left their human kind. Some are turned into Spaniels, and some into Greyhounds, These make not a little ado upon your grounds. That you are a Landlord I do understand, Now to look to this gear, it stands you in hand. Between game and earnest, I desire thee, Tell me the troth, if any such things there be. There is no such thing be your sure, For all that he speaketh is under a figure. Did you never hear of one called Actaeon? Yes indeed, I heard of such a one. You are like to play Actaeon's part, For you shall be turned to a wild heart. And the dogs which to keep you were wont, With most cruel death shall you hunt. What will your raised rents help? When you shall be torn of every whelp. Your unsatiable covetousness, your shameful simony, Your sacrilege accursed, by Gods own testimony. These and such other plagues on you shall light, When Titan like the Sun, shall shine at midnight. Watch, for within these few it will be, They are alive that these plagues shall see. Hearest thou peddler? come away I pray thee heartily, For things are wrought against thee secretly. A heinous complaint of thee, my Landlord have made, And with other things they purpose thee to lade. They say that with Necromancy thou art a meddler, Wherefore by my counsel thou shalt be no longer a peddler. Why then how shall I sell my ware? Tush, tush, for that take thou no care. Of points in my pack I have an whole gross.
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You haue broken promise, you said you would not fable, But now I perceiue you are verie vnstable. Vnstable, mary sir that is most sure: He is so far out of his wits, that he is past cure. You are a Landlord and haue many Tenants, A great mischance is happened among your seruants. My seruants were well inough within this houre. Now one of them doth another deuoure. Sir it is a strange thing to see your house, This yeare there is like to be good store of sowse: Your wife by the stroke of God is turned to a Cowe, And your yongest daughter, she is turned to a Sowe▪ The rest of your children, a sort of prittie twigges, Now are they altered, and turned to pigges. You are a knaue, I dare laie my life, I will teach you to raile, on an honest mans wife. To me you may say your pleasure and minde, But as I haue said, you are like it to finde. Your Oxen and cattell, are turned to Hedgehogs, And your great multitude of sheepe, are turned into Frogs. The greatest wonder it is yet behinde, All your Tenants haue left their humane kinde. Some are turned into Spaniels, and some into Greyhounds, These make not a litle ado vpon your grounds. That you are a Landlord I do vnderstand, Now to looke to this geare, it stands you in hand. Betweene game and earnest, I desire thee, Tell me the troth, if any such things there be. There is no such thing be your sure, For all that he speaketh is vnder a figure. Did you neuer heare of one called Acteon? Yes indeed, I heard of such a one. You are like to plaie Acteons part, For you shall be turned to a wilde hart. And the dogs which to keep you were wont, With most cruell death shall you hunt. What will your raised rents helpe? When you shall be torne of euery whelpe. Your vnsatiable couetousnesse, your shamefull simony, Your sacriledge accursed, by Gods owne testimony. These and such other plagues on you shall light, When Tyton like the Sun, shall shine at midnight. Watch, for within these fewe it will bee, They are aliue that these plagues shall see. Hearest thou Pedler? come away I pray thee hartily, For things are wrought against thee secretly. A heinous complaint of thee, my Landlord haue made, And with other things they purpose thee to lade. They say that with Nigromansie thou art a medler, Wherfore by my counsell thou shalt be no longer a Pedler. Why then how shall I sell my ware? Tush, tush, for that take thou no care. Of points in my packe I haue an whole grosse.