Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 465 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
Must I? nay then I pray you show me good cousin. I think this be the house: what howgh? Who's there? oh signor Matheo. God give you good morrow sir. What? Cob? how dost thou good Cob? dost thou inhabit here Cob? I sir, I and my lineage have kept a poor house in our days. Thy lineage monsieur Cob? what lineage, what lineage? Why sir, an ancient lineage, and a princely: mine ancestry came from a king's loins, no worse man; and yet no man neither, but Herring the king of fish, one of the monarchs of the world I assure you. I do fetch my pedigree and name from the first red herring that was eaten in Adam, & Eues kitchen: his Cob was my great, great, mighty great grandfather. Why mighty? why mighty? Oh it's a mighty while ago sir, and it was a mighty great Cob. How knowest thou that? How know I? why his ghost comes to me every night. Oh unsavoury jest: the ghost of a herring Cob. ay, why not the ghost of a herring Cob, as well as the ghost of Rashero Baccono, they were both broiled on the coals: you are a scholar, upsolve me that now. Oh rude ignorance. Cob canst thou show me, of a gentleman, one signor Bobadilla, where his lodging is? Oh my guest sir, you mean? Thy guest, alas? ha, ha. Why do you laugh sir? do you not mean signor Bobadilla? Cob I pray thee advise thyself well: do not wrong the gentleman, and thyself too. I dare be sworn he scorns thy house he. He lodge in such a base obscure place as thy house? Tut, I know his disposition so well, he would not lie in thy bed if call't give it him. I will not give it him. Mass I thought (somewhat was in it) we could not get him to bed all night. Well sir, though he lie not on my bed, he lies on my bench, and't please you to go up sir, you shall find him with two cushions under his head, and his cloak wrapped about him, as though he had neither won nor lost, and yet I warrant he ne'er cast better in his life than he hath done to night. Why was he drunk? Drunk sir? you hear not me say so; perhaps he swallowed a tavern token, or some such device sir; I have nothing to do withal: I deal with water and not with wine. Give me my tankard there, ho. God be with you sir, it's six a clock: I should have carried two turns by this, what ho? my stopple come. Lie in a water-bearers' house, a gentleman of his note? well i'll tell him my mind.
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Must I? nay then I pray you shew me good cousin. I thinke this be the house: what howgh? Who's there? oh Signior Matheo. God giue you good morrow sir. What? Cob? how doest thou good Cob? doest thou inhabite here Cob? I sir, I and my lineage haue kept a poore house in our daies. Thy lineage monsieur Cob? what lineage, what lineage? Why sir, an ancient lineage, and a princely: mine ancetri came from a kings loynes, no worse man; and yet no man neither, but Herring the king of fish, one of the monarches of the world I assure you. I doe fetch my pedegree and name from the first redde herring that was eaten in Adam, & Eues kitchin: his Cob was my great, great, mighty great grandfather. Why mightie? why mightie? Oh its a mightie while agoe sir, and it was a mightie great Cob. How knowest thou that? How know I? why his ghost comes to me euery night. Oh vnsauorie iest: the ghost of a herring Cob. I, why not the ghost of a herring Cob, as well as the ghost of Rashero Baccono, they were both broild on the coales: you are a scholler, vpsolue me that now. Oh rude ignorance. Cob canst thou shew me, of a gē tleman, one Signior Bobadilla, where his lodging is? Oh my guest sir, you meane? Thy guest, alas? ha, ha. Why do you laugh sir? do you not meane signior Bobadilla? Cob I pray thee aduise thy selfe well: do not wrong the gentleman, and thy selfe too. I dare be sworne hee scornes thy house hee. He lodge in such a base obscure place as thy house? Tut, I know his disposition so well, he would not lie in thy bed if hould'st giue it him. I will not giue it him. Masse I thought (somewhat was in it) we could not get him to bed all night. Well sir, though he lie not on my bed, he lies on my bench, and't please you to go vp sir, you shall find him with two cushions vnder his head, and his cloake wrapt about him, as though he had neither won nor lost, and yet I warrant hee ne're cast better in his life then hee hath done to night. Why was he drunke? Drunk sir? you heare not me say so; perhaps he swallow'd a tauerne token, or some such deuise sir; I haue nothing to doe withal: I deale with water and not with wine. Giue me my tankard there, ho. God be with you sir, its sixe a clocke: I should haue caried two turnes by this, what ho? my stopple come. Lie in a waterbearers house, a gentleman of his note? well ile tell him my mind.