Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written 1597 [c.1596-1597] (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
What Ostler, come a way and be hanged, come a way. I have a gammon of bacon, and two razes of Ginger, to be delivered as far as Charing cross. God's body, the Turkeys in my Panier are quite starved: what Ostler? a plague on thee, hast thou never an ere in thy head? canst not hear, and ttwere not as good deed as drink to break the pate on thee, I am a very villain, come and be hanged, hast no faith in thee? Good morrow carriers, what's a clock? I think it be two a clock. I prithee lend me thy lantern, to see my gelding in the stable. Nay by God soft, I know a trick worth two of that I faith. I pray thee lend me thine. I when canst tell? lend me thy lantern (quoth he) marry i'll see thee hanged first. Sirrah Carrier, what time do you mean to come to London? Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant thee, come neighbour Mugs, we'll call up the Gentlemen, they will along with company for they have great charge. What ho: Chamberlain. At hand quoth pick purse. That's even as fair as at hand quoth the Chamberlain: for thou variest no more from picking of purses, then giving direction doth from labouring: thou layest the plot how. Good morrow master Gadshill, it holds currant that I told you yesternight, there's a Frankelin in the wild of Kent hath brought three hundred Marks with him in gold, I heard him tell it to one of his company last night at supper, a kind of Auditor, one that hath abundance of charge too, God knows what, they are up already, and call for Eggs and butter, they will away presently. Sirrah, if they meet not with Saint Nicholas clerk, i'll give thee this neck. No, i'll none of it, I pray thee keep that for the hangman, for I know thou worshippest Saint Nicholas, as truly as a man of falsehood may. What talkest thou to me of the hangman? if I hang, i'll make a fat pair of Gallows: for if I hang, old sir Iohn hangs with me, and thou knowest he is no starveling tut, there are other Troyans' that thou dreamest not of, the which for sport sake are content to do the profession, some grace, that would (if matters should be looked into) for their own credit sake make all whole. I am joined with no footlande rakers, no long-staffe sixpenny strikers, none of these mad mustachio purplehewd maltworms, but with nobility, and tranquillity, Burgomasters and great Oneyres, such as can hold in such as will strike sooner than speak, and speak sooner than drink, and drink sooner than pray, and yet (zounds) I lie, for they pray continually to their Saint the Commonwealth, or rather not pray to her, but pray on her, for they ride up and down on her, and make her their boots
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What Ostler, come a way and be hangd, come a way. I haue a gammon of bacon, and two razes of Ginger, to be deliuered as far as Charing crose. Gods bodie, the Turkies in my Panier are quite starued: what Ostler? a plague on thee, hast thou neuer an ere in thy head? canst not heare, and twere not as good deede as drinke to break the pate on thee, I am a very villaine, come and be hangd, hast no faith in thee? Good morrow Cariers, whats a clocke? I thinke it be two a clocke. I prethe lend me thy lanterne, to see my gelding in the stable. Nay by God soft, I knowe a tricke worth two of that I faith. I pray thee lend me thine. I when canst tell? lend me thy lanterne (quoth he) marry ile see thee hangd first. Sirrha Carrier, what time doe you meane to come to London? Time enough to go to bed with a candle, I warrant thee, come neighbour Mugs, weele call vp the Gentlemen, they will along with company▪ for they haue great charge. What ho: Chamberlaine. At hand quoth picke purse. Thats euen as faire as at hand quoth the Chamberlaine: for thou variest no more from picking of purses, then giuing direction doth from labouring: thou laiest the plot how. Good morrow maister Gadshill, it holdes currant that I tolde you yesternight, ther's a Frankelin in the wilde of Kent hath brought three hundred Markes with him in golde, I heard him tell it to one of his company last night at supper, a kinde of Auditor, one that hath abundance of charge too, God knowes what, they are vp already, and cal for Egges and butter, they wil away presently. Sirrha, if they meete not with Saint Nicholas clearkes, ile giue thee this necke. No, ile none of it, I pray thee keepe that for the hangman, for I know thou worshippest Saint Nicholas, as trulie as a man of falshood may. What talkest thou to me of the hāgman? if I hang, ile make a fat paire of Gallowes: for if I hang, olde sir Iohn hangs with me, and thou knowest hee is no starueling tut, there are other Troians that thou dreamst not of, the which for sport sake are content to do the profession, some grace, that would (if matters should be lookt into) for their owne credit sake make all whole. I am ioyned with no footlande rakers, no long-staffe ixpennie strikers, none of these mad mustachio purplehewd maltworms, but with nobilitie, and tranquilitie, Burgomasters and great Oneyres, such as can hod in such as will strike sooner then speak, and speake sooner then drinke, and drinke sooner then pray, and yet (zoundes) I lie, for they pray continuallie to their Saint the Common-wealth, or rather not pray to her, but pray on her, for they ride vp and downe on her, and make her their bootes