1 The Two Angry Women of Abingdon · chunk 15 of 51
Porter, Henry · published 1599 · first performed or written 1598(?) (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
O you must not leap over the style before you come at it, haste makes waste, soft fire makes sweet mast, not too fast for falling, there's no haste to hang true men. Father we hait, ye see we hait, now will I see if my memory will serve for some proverbs too. O a painted cloth were as well worth a trifling, as a thief worth a halter well, after my hearty commendations, as I was at the making hereof, so it is, that I hope as you speed, so you're sure a swift horse will tire, but he that trots easily will endure, you have most learnedly proverbed it, commending the virtue of patience or forbearance, but yet you know forbearance is no quittance. I promise ye master Philip you have spoken as true as steel. Father, there's a proverb well applied. And it seemeth unto me, I it seems to me, that you master Philip mock me, do you not know qui mocat mocabitur, mock age and see how it will prosper? Why ye whoreson proverb book bound up in folio, Have ye no other sense to answer me, But every word a proverb, no other English? Well, I'll fulfil a proverb on thee straight. What is it sir? e fetch my fist from thine , Bear witness he threatens me. Father that same is the cowards common proverb:, But come, come sirrah, tell me where Hugh is? I may and I will, I need not except I list, you shall not command me, you glue me neither meat, drink, nor wages, I am your father's man, and a man's a man, and a have but a hose on his head, do not misuse me so, do not, for though he that is bound must obey, yet he that will not tarry, may run away so he may. Peace Nick, I'll see he shall use thee well, Go to peace sirra, here Nicke take this lett r, Carry it to him to whom it is directed. To whom is it? Why read it, canst thou read? Forsooth though none of the best yet meanly: Why dost thou not use it? Forsooth as use makes perfectness, so seldom seen is soon forgotten. Well said, but go, it is to Master Goursey, Now sir, what proverb have ye to deliver a letter? What need you to care? who speaks to you? you may speak when you are spoken to, and keep your wind to cool your pottage: well, well, you are my masters son & you look for his land, but they that hope for dead men's shoes, may hap to go barefoot: take heed, as soon goes the young sheep to the pot as the old. I pray God save my masters life, for seldom comes the better. O he hath given it me: farewell proverbs. Farewell frost, Shall I fling an old shoe after ye? No, you should say God send fair weather after me,
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O you must not leape ouer the stile before you come at it, haste makes waste, softe fire makes sweere mast, no too fast for falling, there's no hast to hang true men. Father we ha'te, ye see we ha'te, now will I see if my memorie wil serue for some prouerbs too. O a painted cloath were as wel worth a , as a theese woorth a halten well, after my heartie commendtions, as I was at the making hereof▪ so it is, that I hope as you speed, so you're sure a swift horse will tire, but he that trottes easilie will indure, you haue most learnedly prouerbde it, commending the vertue of patience or forbearance, but yet you know forbearance is no quittance. I promise yee maistor Philip you haue spoken as true as steele. Father, theres a prouerbe well applied. And it seemeth vnto me, I it seemes to me, that you maister Phillip mocke me, do you not know qui mocat mo bitur, mocke age and see how it will prosper? Why ye whoreson prouerb booke bound vp in folio, Haue yee no other sence to answer me, But euery worde a prouerbe, no other English? Well, Ile fulfill a prouerbe on thee straight. What is it sir? e fetch my fist from thine , Beare withesse he threatens me. Father that same is the cowards common prouerb:, But come, come sirra, tell me where Hugh is? I may and I will, I need not except I list, you shall not commaund me, you glue me neither meate, drinke, nor wages, I am your fathers man, and a man's a man, and a haue but a hose on his head, do not misuse me so, do not, for though he that is bound must obay, yet he that will not tarrie, may runne away so he may. Peace Nicke, Ile see he shall vse thee well, Go to peace sirra, here Nicke take this lett r, Carrie it to him to whom it is directed. To whom is it? Why reade it, canst thou read? Forsooth though none of the best yet meanly: Why dost thou not vse it? Forsooth as vse makes perfectnes, so seldome seene is soone forgotten. Well said, but goe, it is to Master Goursey, Now sir, what prouerbe haue ye to deliuer a letter? What need you to care? who speakes to you? you may speake when you are spoken to, and keep your winde to coole your pottage: well, well, you are my maisters sonne & you looke for his lande, but they that hope for dead mens shooes, may hap to go barefoote: take heed, as soone goes the yong sheep to the pot'as the olde. I pray God saue my Maysters life, for sildome comes the better. O he hath giuen it me: farewell prouerbes. Farewell frost, Shal I fling an old shoe after ye? No, you should say God send faire weather after me,