Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1603-1605] (Annals) comedy · King's Men T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin typicality 0.81 · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.
'sblood what doth he mean by this? Proceed cousen. These precepts I leave him, let him borrow of his oath, For of his word nobody will trust him. Let him by no means marry an honest woman, For the other will keep herself. Let him steal as much as he can, that a guilty conscience May bring him to his destinate repentance, I think he means hanging. And this were his last will and Testament, the Devil stood laughing at his beds feet while he made it. 'sblood, what doth he think to fop of his posterity with Paradoxes. This he made sir with his own hands. ay, well, nay come good Uncle, let me have this ten pound, Imagine you have lost it, or robbed of it, or misreckoned yourself so much: any way to make it come easily off, good Uncle. Not a penny. I'faith lend it him sir; I myself have an estate in the City worth twenty pound, all that i'll engage for him, he saith it concerns him in a marriage. I marry doth it, this is a fellow of some sense, this: Come good Uncle. Will you give your word for it Kester? I will sir, willingly. Well cousen, come to me some hour hence, you shall have it ready. Shall I not fail? You shall not, come or send. Nay i'll come myself. By my troth, would I were your worship's man. What wouldst thou serve? Very willingly sir. Why i'll tell thee what thou shalt do, thou saith thou hast twenty pound, go into Burchin Lane, put thyself into clothes, thou shalt ride with me to Croyden fair. I thank you sir, I will attend you. Well Uncle, you will not fail me an hour hence? I will not cozen. What's thy name Kester? I syr. Well, provide thyself: Uncle farewelll till anon. Brother, how do you like your son? I'faith brother, like a mad unbridled colt, Or as a Hawk, that never stooped to lure: The one must be tamed with an iron bit, The other must be watched, or still she is wild, Such is my son, awhile let him be so: For counsel still is folly's deadly foe. I'll serve his youth, for youth must have his course, For being restrained, it makes him ten times worse: His pride, his riot, all that may be named, Time may recall, and all his madness tamed. sirrah Artichoke, get you home before, And as you proved yourself a calf in buying, Drive home your fellow calves that you have bought. Yes forsooth, shall not my fellow Daffidill go along with me. No sir, no, I must have one to wait on me. Daffidill, farewell good fellow Daffidill, You may see mistress, I am set up by the halves, In steed of waiting on you, I am sent to drive home calves.
seed 43: T52 · seed 44: T52 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Sblood what doth he meane by this? Proceede cousen. These precepts I leaue him, let him borrow of his oath, For of his word no body will trust him. Let him by no meanes marry an honest woman, For the other will keepe her selfe. Let him steale as much as he can, that a guilty conscience May bring him to his destinate repentance, I thinke he meanes hanging. And this were his last will and Testament, the Diuell stood laughing at his beddes feete while he made it. Sblood, what doth hee thinke to fop of his posteritie with Paradoxes. This he made syr with his owne hands. I, well, nay come good Vnckle, let me haue this ten pound, Imagine you haue lost it, or robd of it, or misreckond your selfe so much: any way to make it come easily off, good Vnckle. Not a penny. Yfaith lend it him syr; I my selfe haue an estate in the Citie worth twenty pound, all that ile ingage for him, he saith it concernes him in a marriage. I marry doth it, this is a fellow of some sense, this: Come good Vnckle. Will you giue your word for it Keser? I will syr, willingly. Well cousen, come to me some hower hence, you shall haue it readie. Shall I not faile? You shall not, come or send. Nay ile come my selfe. By my troath, would I were your worships man. What wouldst thou serue? Very willingly syr. Why ile tell thee what thou shalt doe, thou saith thou hast twentie pound, goe into Burchin Lane, put thy selfe into cloathes, thou shalt ride with me to Croyden fayre. I thanke you syr, I will attend you. Well Vnckle, you will not faile me an hower hence? I will not cousen. Whats thy name Kester? I syr. Well, prouide thy selfe: Vnckle farewelll till anon. Brother, how doe you like your sonne? Yfaith brother, like a mad vnbridled colt, Or as a Hawke, that neuer stoop'd to lure: The one must be tamde with an yron byt, The other must be watched, or still she is wilde, Such is my sonne, awhile let him be so: For counsell still is follies deadly foe. Ile serue his youth, for youth must haue his course, For being restrainde, it makes him ten times worse: His pride, his ryot, all that may be named, Time may recall, and all his madnesse tamed. Syrrha Artichoake, get you home before, And as you proued your selfe a calfe in bying, Driue home your fellow calfes that you haue bought. Yes forsooth, shall not my fellow Daffidill goe along with me. No syr, no, I must haue one to waite on me. Daffidill, farewell good fellow Daffidill, You may see mistresse, I am set vp by the halues, In steed of waiting on you, I am sent to driue home calues.