Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T59: andrea, spain, portugal, tribute, horatio, king, bellimperia, prince, lord, lorenzo.
So: 'tis done, 'tis done. Thy assured friend 'gainst Lorenza, and the devil, Little Ieronimo, Marshall. Yonder he is my Lord pray you speak to him. Wax, wax Horatio: I had need wax two, Our foes will stride else over me and you? he's writing a love letter to some Spanish Lady, And now he calls for wax to seal it. God save you good knight Marshal. whose's this, my Lord lorenzo: welcome, welcome, Your the last man I thought on, save the devil. Much doth your presence grace our homely roof. O Ieronimo, your wife condemns you of a uncourtesy And over passing wrong, and more she names Love letters which you send to spanish Dames. Do you accuse me so kind Isabella. Unkind Ieronimo. And for my instance this in your hand is one. In sooth my Lord there is no written name Of any Lady, then no spanish dame. If it were not so, you would not be afeard To read or show the waxed letter: Pray you let me behold it. I pray you pardon me. I must confess my Lord, it treats of love, Love to andrea, I even to his very bosom. What news my Lord hear you from Portugal. Who I, before your grace it must not be, The Badger feeds not till the lions served, Nor fits it news so soon kiss subjects, As the fair cheek of high authority: Ieronimo lives much absent from the Court, And being absent, there lives from report. Farewell Ieronimo. welcome my Lord Lorenzo. Boy thy mother's jealous of my love to her, O she played us a wise part, now ten to one He had not over heard the letter read, just as he entered. Though it had happened evil, He should have heard his name yoked with the devil, Here seal the letter with a loving knot, Send it with speed, Horatio linger not: That Don andrea, may prevent his death, And know his enemy by his envious breath. Now by the honour of Castille's true house, You are as like andrea, part for part, as he is like himself: did I know you, By my cross I swear: I could not think you But Andrea's self, so legged, so faced, so speeched, so all in all: methinks, I should salute Your quick return and speedy haste from Portugal, Welcome fair Lord, worthy ambassador, Brave Don andrea, Oh I laugh to see How we shall jest at her mistaking thee. What have you given it out andrea is returned? 'tis all about the court in every ear, And my invention, brought to me for news, Last night at supper, and which the more to cover, I took a bowl and quaffed a health to him, When it would scarce go down for extreme laughter, to think how soon report had scattered it. But is the villain Lazarotto acquainted with Our drift.
seed 43: T61 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
So: tis done, tis done. Thy assured friend gainst Lorenza, and the diuell, Little Ieronimo, Marshall. Yonder he is my Lord pray you speake to him. Wax, wax Horatio: I had néede wax two, Our oes will stride else ouer me and you? Hées writing a loue letter to some Spanish Lady, And now he calls for wax to eale it. God saue you good knight Marshall. Whose this, my Lord lorenzo: welcom, welcom, Your the last man I thought on, saue the diuell. Much doth your presence grace our homely roofe. O Ieronimo, your wife condemns you of a vncurtesie And ouer passing wrong, and more she names Loue letters which you send to spanish Dames. Do you accuse me so kind Isabella. Unkind Ieronimo. And for my instance this in your hand is one. In sooth my Lord there is no written name Of any Lady, then no spanish dame. If it were not so, you would not be afeard To read or show the waxt letter: Pray you let me behold it. I pray you pardon me▪ I must confes my Lord, it treats of loue, Loue to andrea, I euen to his very bosome. What newes my Lord heare you from portugale. Who I, before your grace it must not be, The Badger feeds not till the Lyons serued, Nor fits it newes so soone kisse subiects, As the faire cheeke of high authrority: Ieronimo liues much absent from the Court, And being absent, there liues from report. Farwell Ieronimo. welcome my Lord Lorenzo. Boy thy mothers iealious of my loue to her, O she plaid vs a wie part, now ten to one He had not ouer heard the letter read, iust as he enterd. Though it had happend euill, He should have hard his name yokt with the diuell, Héere seale the letter with a louing knot, Send it with speede, Horatio linger not: That Don andrea, may preuent his death, And know his enemy by his enuious breath. Now by the honor of Castéels true house, You are as like andrea, part for part, as he is like himselfe: did I know you, By my crosse I sweare: I could not think you But Andreas selfe, so legd, so fast, so Spéecht, so all in all: methinks, I should salute Your quick returne and spéedy hast from portugale, Welcome faire Lord, worthy embassador, Brave Don andrea, Oh I laugh to sée How we shall iest at her mistaking thée. What have you given it out andrea is returnd? Tis all about the court in euery eare, And my inuention, brought to me for newes, Last night at supper, and which the more to couer, I tooke a boule and quaft a health to him, When it would scarse go downe for exstreame laughter, to thinke how soone report had scatterd it. But is the villaine Lazarotto acquainted with Our drift.