Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1597 [Apr 23] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.81 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Go home Iohn Rugby, I come anon. Farewell my hearts, I will to my honest Knight Falstaff, and drink Canary with him. I think I shall drink in Pipe-wine first with him, I'll make him dance. Will you go, Gentles? Have with you, to see this Monster. What Iohn, what Robert. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck-basket— I warrant. What Robin I say. Come, come, come. here, set it down. Give your men the charge, we must be brief. Marry, as I told you before (Iohn & Robert) be ready here hard-by in the Brewhouse, & when I suddenly call you, come forth, and (without any pause, or staggering) take this basket on your shoulders: that done, trudge with it in all haste, and carry it among the Whitsters in Dotchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddy ditch, close by the Thames side. You will do it? I ha' told them over and over, they lack no direction Be gone, and come when you are called. Here comes little Robin. How now my Eyas-Musket, what news with you? My M. Sir Iohn is come in at your back door (Mist. Ford, and requests your company. You little Iack-a-lent, have you been true to us I, I'll be sworn: my Master knows not of your being here: and hath threatened to put me into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it: for he swears he'll turn me away. Thou'rt a good boy: this secrecy of thine shall be a Tailor to thee, and shall make thee a new doublet and hose. I'll go hide me. Do so: go tell thy Master, I am alone: Mistress Page, remember you your Qu. I warrant thee, if I do not act it, hisse me. Go-to then: we'll use this unwholesome humidity, this grosse-watry Pompion; we'll teach him to know Turtles from jays. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel? Why now let me die, for I have lived long enough: This is the period of my ambition: O this blessed hour. O sweet Sir Iohn. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate (Mist. Ford) now shall I sin in my wish; I would thy Husband were dead, I'll speak it before the best Lord, I would make thee my Lady. I your Lady Sir Iohn? Alas, I should be a pitiful Lady. Let the Court of France show me such another: I see how thine eye would emulate the Diamond: Thou hast the right arched-beauty of the brow, that becomes the Ship-tyre, the Tyre-valiant, or any Tire of Venetian admittance. A plain Kerchief, Sir Iohn: My brows become nothing else, nor that well neither. Thou art a tyrant to say so: thou wouldst make an absolute Courtier, and the firm fixture of thy foot, would give an excellent motion to thy gate, in a semicircled Farthingale. I see what thou wert if Fortune thy foe, were not Nature thy friend: Come, thou canst not hide it.
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Go home Iohn Rugby, I come anon. Farewell my hearts, I will to my honeſt Knight Falſtaffe, and drinke Canarie with him. I thinke I ſhall drinke in Pipe-wine firſt with him, Ile make him dance. Will you go, Gentles? Haue with you, to ſee this Monſter. What Iohn, what Robert. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck-basket — I warrant. What Robin I ſay. Come, come, come. Heere, ſet it downe. Giue your men the charge, we muſt be briefe. Marrie▪ as I told you before (Iohn & Robert) be ready here hard-by in the Brew-houſe, & when I ſodainly call you, come forth, and (without any pauſe, or ſtaggering) take this basket on your ſhoulders: yt done, trudge with it in all haſt, and carry it among the Whitſters in Dotchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddie ditch, cloſe by the Thames ſide. You will do it? I ha told them ouer and ouer, they lacke no direction Be gone, and come when you are call'd. Here comes little Robin. How now my Eyas-Musket, what newes with you? My M. Sir Iohn is come in at your backe doore (Miſt. Ford, and requeſts your company. You litle Iack-a-lent, haue you bin true to vs I, Ile be ſworne: my Maſter knowes not of your being heere: and hath threatned to put me into euerlaſting liberty, if I tell you of it: for he ſweares he'll turne me away. Thou'rt a good boy: this ſecrecy of thine ſhall be a Tailor to thee, and ſhal make thee a new doublet and hoſe. Ile go hide me. Do ſo: go tell thy Maſter, I am alone: Miſtris Page, remember you your Qu. I warrant thee, if I do not act it, hiſſe me. Go-too then: we'l vſe this vnwholſome humidity, this groſſe-watry Pumpion; we'll teach him to know Turtles from Iayes. Haue I caught thee, my heauenly Iewell? Why now let me die, for I haue liu'd long enough: This is the period of my ambition: O this bleſſed houre. O ſweet Sir Iohn. Miſtris Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate (Miſt. Ford) now ſhall I ſin in my wiſh; I would thy Husband were dead, Ile ſpeake it before the beſt Lord, I would make thee my Lady. I your Lady Sir Iohn? Alas, I ſhould bee a pittifull Lady. Let the Court of France ſhew me ſuch another: I ſee how thine eye would emulate the Diamond: Thou haſt the right arched-beauty of the brow, that becomes the Ship-tyre, the Tyre-valiant, or any Tire of Venetian admittance. A plaine Kerchiefe, Sir Iohn: My browes become nothing elſe, nor that well neither. Thou art a tyrant to ſay ſo: thou wouldſt make an abſolute Courtier, and the firme fixture of thy foote, would giue an excellent motion to thy gate, in a ſemicircled Farthingale. I ſee what thou wert if Fortune thy foe, were not Nature thy friend: Come, thou canſt not hide it.