Shakespeare, William · published 1602 · first performed or written 1597 [Apr 23] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 492 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Now forsooth why do you stay me? What would you with me? Nay for my own part, I would little or nothing with you. I love you well, and my uncle can tell you how my living stands. And if you can love me why so. If not, why then happy man be his dole. You say well M. Slender. But first you must give me leave to Be acquainted with your humour, And afterward to love you if I can. Why by God, there's never a man in christendome can desire more. What have you Bears in your Town mistress Anne, your dog's bark so? I cannot tell M. Slender, I think there be. Ha how say you? I warrant your afeard of a Bear let lose, are you not? Yes trust me. Now that's meat and drink to me, I'll run yond to a Bear, and take her by the mussel, You never saw the like. But indeed I cannot blame you, For they are marvelous rough things. Will you go in to dinner M. Slendor? The meat stays for you. No faith not I. I thank you, I cannot abide the smell of hot meat Near since I broke my shin. I'll tell you how it came By my troth. A Fencer and I played three venies For a dish of stewed prunes, and I with my ward Defending my head, he hot my shin. Yes faith. Come, come Master Slender, dinner stays for you. I can eat no meat, I thank you. You shall not choose I say. I'll follow you sir, pray lead the way. Nay be God mistresses Anne, you shall go first, I have more manners than so, I hope. Well sir, I will not be troublesome. Hark you Simple, pray you bear this letter to Doctor Cayus house, the French Doctor. He is twell up along the street, and inquire of his house for one mistress Quickly, his woman, or his try nurse, and deliver this Letter to her, it 'tis about Master Slender. Look you, will you do it now? I warrant you Sir. Pray you do, I must not be absent at the grace. I will go make an end of my dinner, There is pepions and cheese behind. Mine Host of the Garter. What says my bully Rook? Speak scholarly and wisely. Mine Host, I must turn away some of my followers. Discard bully, Hercules' cassire. Let them wag, trot, trot. I sit at ten pound a week. Thou art an Emperor Caesar, Phesser and Kesar bully. I'll entertain Bardolfe. He shall tap, he shall draw. Said I well, bully Hector? Do good mine Host. I have spoke. Let him follow. Bardolfe Let me see thee froth, and lime. I am at A word. Fellow, follow. Do Bardolfe, a Tapster is a good trade, An old cloak will make a new jerkin, A withered servingman, a fresh Tapster: Fellow him Bardolfe.
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Now forsooth why do you stay me? What would you with me? Nay for my owne part, I would litle or nothing with you. I loue you well, and my vncle can tell you how my liuing stands. And if you can loue me why so. If not, why then happie man be his dole. You say well M. Slender. But first you must giue me leaue to Be acquainted with your humor, And afterward to loue you if I can. Why by God, there's neuer a man in christendome can desire more. What haue you Beares in your Towne mistresse Anne, your dogs barke so? I cannot tell M. Slender, I thinke there be. Ha how say you? I warrant your afeard of a Beare let loose, are you not? Yes trust me. Now that's meate and drinke to me, Ile run yon to a Beare, and take her by the mussell, You neuer saw the like. But indeed I cannot blame you, For they are maruellous rough things. Will you goe in to dinner M. Slendor? The meate staies for you. No faith not I. I thanke you, I cannot abide the smell of hot meate Nere since I broke my shin. Ile tel you how it came By my troth. A Fencer and I plaid three venies For a dish of stewd prunes, and I with my ward Defending my head, he hot my shin. Yes faith. Come, come Maister Slender, dinner staies for you. I can eate no meate, I thanke you. You shall not choose I say. Ile follow you sir, pray leade the way. Nay be God misteris Anne, you shall goe first, I haue more manners then so, I hope. Well sir, I will not be troublesome. Hark you Simple, pray you beare this letter to Doctor Cayus house, the French Doctor. He is twell vp along the street, and enquire of his house for one mistris Quickly, his woman, or his try nurse, and deliuer this Letter to her, it tis about Maister Slender. Looke you, will you do it now? I warrant you Sir. Pray you do, I must not be absent at the grace. I will goe make an end of my dinner, There is pepions and cheese behinde. Mine Host of the Garter. What ses my bully Rooke? Speake schollerly and wisely. Mine Host, I must turne away some of my followers. Discard bully, Hercules cassire. Let them wag, trot, trot. I sit at ten pound a weeke. Thou art an Emperour Caesar, Phesser and Kesar bully. Ile entertaine Bardolfe. He shall tap, he shall draw. Said I well, bully Hector? Do good mine Host. I haue spoke. Let him follow. Bardolfe Let me see thee froth, and lyme. I am at A word. Follow, follow. Do Bardolfe, a Tapster is a good trade, An old cloake will make a new Ierkin, A withered seruingman, a fresh Tapster: Follow him Bardolfe.