Porter, Henry · published 1599 · first performed or written 1598(?) (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 469 words
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O master Barnes, you put me but in mind, Of that which I should say: 'tis we that are Indebted to your kindness for this cheer: Which debt that we may repay, I pray let's have, Sometimes your company, at our homely house. That mistress Goursey you shall surely have, he'll be a bold guest I warrant ye, And boulder too with you than I would have him. How do ye mean he will be bold with me? Why he will trouble you at home forsooth, Often call in, and ask ye how ye do: And sit and that with you all day till night, And all night too if he might have his will. I wife indeed, I thank her for her kindness, She hath made me much good cheer passing that way. Passing well done of her, she is a kind wench, I thank ye mistress Goursey for my husband, And if it hap your husband come our way A hunting, or such ordinary sports, I'll do as much for yours, as you for mine. Pray do forsooth, God's Lord what means the woman, She speaks it scornfully, i'faith I care not, Things are well spoken, if they be well taken, What mistress Barns, is it not time to part? What's o'clock sirrah? 'tis but new struck one. I have some business in the town by three. Till then let's walk into the Orchard sir. What can you play at Tables? Yes, I can. What, shall we have a game? And if you please. i'faith content, we'll spend an hour so: Sirrah fetch the Tables, I will sir. Sirrah Frank, whilst they are playing here, we'll to the green to Bowls. Philip content, Coomes come hither sirrah, When our Father's part, call us upon the green, Philip come, a rubber and so leave, Come on. 'sblood, I do not like the humour of these springals, they'll spend all their fathers' good at gaming: But let them troll the bowls upon the green: He troll the bowls in the Buttery, by the leave of God and master Barns: and his men be good fellows so it is, if they be not let them go snick up. So set them down, Mistress Goursey, how do you like this game? Well sir. Can ye play at it? A little sir. Faith so can my wife. Why then master Barnes, and if you please, Our wives shall try the quarrel twixt us two, And we'll look on? I am content, what woman will you play? I care not greatly. Nor I, but that I think she'll play me false. I'll see she shall not. Nay sir, she will be sure you shall not see. You of all men shall not mark her hand, She hath such close conveyance in her play.
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O master Barnes, you put me but in minde, Of that which I should say: tis we that are Indebted to your kindnes for this cheere: Which debt that we may repay, I pray lets haue, Sometimes your company, at our homely house. That mistresse Goursey you shall surely haue, Heele be a bolde guest I warrant ye, And boulder too with you then I would haue him. How doe ye meane he will be bolde with me? Why he will trouble you at home forsooth, Often call in, and aske ye how ye doe: And sit and that with you all day till night, And all night too if he might haue his will. I wife indeed, I thanke her for her kindnes, She hath made me much good cheere passing that way. Passing well done of her, she is a kinde wench, I thanke ye mistresse Goursey for my husband, And if it hap your husband come our way A hunting, or such ordinary sportes, Ile doe as much for yours, as you for mine. Pray doe forsooth, Gods Lord what meanes the woman, She speakes it scornefully, I faith I care not, Things are well spoken, if they be well taken, What mistresse Barnes, is it not time to part? Whats a clocke sirra? Tis but new strucke one. I haue some busines in the towne by three. Till then lets walke into the Orchard sir. What can you play at Tables? Yes, I can. What, shall we haue a game? And if you please. I faith content, weele spend an hower so: Sirra fetch the Tables, I will sir. Sirra Franke, whilst they are playing heere, Weele to the greene to Bowles. Phillip content, Coomes come hyther sirra, When our Fathers part, call vs vpon the greene, Phillip come, a rubber and so leaue, Come on. Sbloud, I doe not like the humour of these springas, thel spend all their fathers good at ▪ But let them trowle the bowles vpon the greene: He trowle the bowles in the Buttery, by the leaue of God and maister Barnes: and his men be good fellows so it is, if they be not let them goe snick vp. So set them downe, Mistresse Goursey, how doe you like this game? Well sir. Can ye play at it? A little sir. Faith so can my wife. Why then master Barnes, and if you please, Our wiues shall try the quarrell twixt vs two, And weele looke on? I am content, what woman will you play? I care not greatly. Nor I, but that I thinke sheele play me false. Ile see she shall not. Nay sir, she will be sure you shall not see. You of all men shall not marke her hand, She hath such close conueyance in her play.