George a Green, the Pinner of Wakefield · chunk 7 of 16
Greene, Robert · published 1599 · first performed or written 1590 [1587-1591] (Annals) romance · Sussex's Men unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
He spied Madge and I sit together, He leapt from his horse, laid his hand on his dagger, and Began to swear. Now I seeing he had a dagger, And I nothing but this twig in my hand, I gave him fair words and said nothing. He comes to me and takes me by the bosom, You horsen shoe, said he, hold my horse, And look he take no cold in his feet. No marry shall he sir, quoth I, I'll lay my cloak underneath him: I took my cloak, spread it all along, And his horse on the midst of it. Thou clown, didst thou set his horse upon Thy cloak? ay, but mark how I served him: Madge and he was no sooner gone down into the ditch, But I plucked out my knife, Cut four holes in my cloak, and made his horse stand On the bare ground. 'twas well done: now sir, go and survey my fields: If you find any cattle in the corn, to pound with them. And if I find any in the pound, I shall turn them out. Now we have put the horses in the corn, Let us stand in some corner for to hear, What braving terms the pinner will breath, When he spies our horses in the corn. O master where are you? we have a prize. A prize, what is it? Three goodly horses in our wheat close. Three horses in our wheat close? whose be they? Marie that's a riddle to me: but they are there: Velvet horses, and I never saw such horses before. As my duty was, I put off my cap, and said as followeth: My masters, what do you make in our close? One of them hearing me ask what he made there, held up his head and neighed, and after his manner laughed as heartily as if a mare had been tied to his girdle. My masters, said I, it is no laughing matter; for if my master take you here, you go, as round as a top, to the pound. Another untoward jade hearing me threaten him to the pound, and to tell you of them, cast up both his heels, and let such a monstrous great fart; that was as much as in his language to say, A fart for the pound, and a fart for George a Green. Now I hearing this, put on my cap, blew my horn, called them all jades, and came to tell you. Now sir, go and drive me those three horses To the pound. Do you hear? I were best take a constable With me. Why so? Why, they being gentlemen's horses, may stand on their Reputation, and will not obey me. Go do as I bid you, sir. Well, I may go. Whither away, sir? Whither away? I am going to put the horses In the pound. Sirrah, those three horses belong to us, and we put Them in, and they must tarry there, and eat their fill.
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He spide Madge and I sit together, He leapt from his horse, laid his hand on his dagger, and Began to sweare. Now I seeing he had a dagger, And I nothing but this twig in my hand, I gaue him faire words and said nothing. He comes to me and takes me by the bosome, You hoorsen shue, said he, hold my horse, And looke he take no colde in his feete. No marie shall he sir, quoth I, Ile lay my cloake vnderneath him: I tooke my cloake, spread it all along, And his horse on the midst of it. Thou clowne, didst thou set his horse vpon Thy cloake? I, but marke how I serued him: Madge and he was no sooner gone downe into the ditch, But I plucked out my knife, Cut foure hoales in my cloake, and made his horse stand On the bare ground. Twas well done: now sir, go and suruay my fields: If you finde any cattell in the corne, to pound with them. And if I finde any in the pound, I shall turne them out. Now we haue put the horses in the corne, Let vs stand in some corner for to heare, What brauing tearmes the pinner will breathe, When he spies our horses in the corne. O master where are you? we haue a prise. A prise, what is it? Three goodly horses in our wheate close. Three horses in our wheat close? whose be they? Marie thats a riddle to me: but they are there: Veluet horses, and I neuer sawe such horses before. As my dutie was, I put off my cappe, and said as followeth: My masters, what doe you make in our close? One of them hearing me aske what he made there, held vp his head and neighed, and after his maner laught as heartily as if a mare had bene tyed to his girdle. My masters, said I, it is no laughing matter; for if my master take you here, you goe, as round as a top, to the pound. Another vntoward iade hearing me threaten him to the pound, and to tell you of them, cast vp both his heeles, and let such a monstrous great fart; that was as much as in his language to say, A fart for the pound, and a fart for George a Greene. Nowe I hearing this, put on my cap, blewe my horne, called them all iades, and came to tell you. Nowe sir, goe and driue me those three horses To the pound. Doe you heare? I were best take a constable With me. Why so? Why, they being gentlemens horses, may stand on their Reputation, and will not obey me. Goe doe as I bid you, sir. Well, I may goe. Whither away, sir? Whither away? I am going to put the horses In the pound. Sirra, those three horses belong to vs, and we put Them in, and they must tarrie there, and eate their fill.