Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Fair Lady I thank the On the same wise ye shall have me when so ever ye please Riot we tarry long we will go even now with a lusty song In faith I will be rector chorye Go to it then hardly, and let us be agate Abide fellow a word with the whether go ye tell me abid and here what I shall you tell And ruled by my counsel Nay no fellow ne yet mate I trow thy fellow be in Newgate Shall we tell the wether we go Nay iwis good John a Pepo who learned the thou mistaught man To speak so to a gentleman Though his clothes be never so thine Yet he is come of noble kin Though thou give him such a mock yet he is come of a noble stock I let the well to wire What sir John what say ye Would you be fettered now think not to long I pray you It may fortune come soon enough▪ It shall think it a little soc●● Yet sirs let this cease And let us talk of goodness He turned his tale he is afeard But faith he shallbe skerd He weeneth by flattering to please us again But he laboureth all in vain Sir I pray you me not spare For nothing I do care That ye can do to me. No whoreson sayest thou so Hold him pride and let me go I shall fet a prayer of rings That shall sit to his shins And that even a none. high the apace and come again And bring with the a good chain To hold him here still. Iesu that was borne of Mare mild From all evil he us shield And send you grace to amend Or our life be at an end For I tell you truly That ye live full wickedly I pray God it amend. Lo sirs look what I bring Is not this a jolly ringing By my troth I trow it be I will go wit of charity How sayest thou master charity Doth this gear please the. They please me well in deed The more sorrow the more meed For God said while he was man Beati qui ꝑsecucionem patifitur propter justiciam Unto his apostles he said so To teach them how they should do We shall see how they can please Sat down sir and take your ease Me think these same were full meet To go about your fair feet By my truth I you tell They would become him very well therefore high that they were on Unto the tavern that we were gone That shall ye see anon How soon they shall be on And after we will not tarry long But go hence with a merry song Let us begin all at once Now have at it by cocks bones And soon let us go
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Faire Ladye I thanke the On the ſame wyſe ye ſhall haue me whan ſo euer ye pleaſe Riot we tarye longe we wyl go euen now with a luſty ſonge In faith I will be rector chorye Go to it then hardely, and let vs be agate Abide felowe a worde with the whether go ye tell me Abyd and here what I ſhall you tell And ruled by my counſel Naye no felowe ne yet mate I trowe thy felow be in Newgate Shal we tell the wether we go Nay iwis good Ihon a Pepo who learned the thou miſtaught man To ſpeake ſo to a gentylman Thoughe his clothes be neuer ſo thine Yet he is come of noble kinne Though thou giue him ſuche a mocke yet he is come of a noble ſtocke I let the well to wire What ſyr Ihon what ſay ye Wolde you be fetred nowe thinke nat to longe I pray you It maye fortune come ſone ynow▪ Yt ſhall thinke it a lytell ſoc Yet ſyrs let this ceaſe And let vs talke of goodnes He turned his tale he is aferde But faith he ſhalbe ſkerd He weneth by flatteringe to pleaſe vs agayn But he laboureth all in vaine Sir I pray you me not ſpare For nothynge I do care That ye can doe to me. No horeſon ſayſt thou ſo Holde him pride and let me go I ſhal fet a prayre of rynges That ſhall ſit to his ſhinnes And that euen a none. Hye the apace and come againe And bringe with the a good chaine To holde him here ſtil. Ieſu that was borne of Mare milde From all euyll he vs ſhielde And ſende you grace to amende Or oure lyfe be at an ende For I tell you trewlye That ye lyue full wickedlye I pray God it amende. Lo ſyrs loke what I bringe Is not this a ioly ringinge By my trouth I trowe it be I will go wyt of charitie How ſayeſt thou maiſter charitie Dothe this geare pleaſe the. They pleaſe me well in dede The more ſorowe the more mede For God ſayde whyle he was man Beati qui ꝑſecucionē patifitur propter iuſticiā Vnto his apoſtles he ſayde ſo To teache them howe they ſhulde do ¶We ſhall ſe how they can pleaſe Sit downe ſir and take youre eaſe Me thinke theſe ſame were full meete To go about your faire feete ¶By my truthe I you tell They wolde become hym very well therfore hye that they were on Vnto the tauerne that we were gone ¶That ſhall ye ſe anone Howe ſoone they ſhall be on And after we wyll not tary longe But go hence with a mery ſonge ¶Let vs begyn all at once Nowe haue at it by cockes bones And ſoone let vs goo