Anonymous · published 1561 · first performed or written 1547 [c.1547-1558] (Annals) moral unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
Sir my name is mirth Beloved with lords and ladies of birth At every triumph I am them with They can me not once forbear And ye had sought this thousand year Such another ye shall not find wherefore I counsel you in my mind Let him dwell with you for one yer. At your request I am content Such a prete man for me were expedient And of his counsel fain would I here. Sir ye must sing and dance & make good cheer I would ye had some proper wench That were young and lusty at a pinch Here hele were not so broad as an inch She would quicken your courage Peace hath forbidden me the outrage He would set you at dotage Because he is old and nature is passed He would now ever man should fast if ye do so ye do but waste And unto you no meed A straw for him, ye have no need Of him to stand in awe or dread A merrier life now may ye lead Therefore be at your own liberty By my truth I may say to thee site I to him did assent Had I never merry day But lived in fear and dread alway Nothing to mine intent Another while I will me sport Sing and dance to my comfort. And among merry company do resort For that shall length your life Spare neither maid ne wife Take both and they come in your way Of with this lewd array it becometh you nought by this day By my troth even as you say ye marry now am I well apaid Me thinketh I am properly arrayed if I had a proper trul she should be asaid In the worship of the new year Rush up mutton for beef is dear Have and revel and chance: Now let us both sing and dance Will ye have a french round And thou shalt see me bounce above the ground hay with revel dash What prosperity is it come hereto What devil of hell hast thou to do Shall I not make merry when me list. yet I say beware of had I wist Hens ye knave or else thou shalt lick my fist I trow thy head would have some knocks Go set him in a pair of stocks That I him no more see. yet man I say remember thee And think what I to the have said. eschew evermore these ryatours' company And be ruled by reason as I thee bad Put from the these two parsons by whom thou art led Envy & misrule with their sinful & great abusion Which if thou wilt not forsake, will be thy confuison Avaunt lorden, and take this for a canclusion These men fro me thou shalt not separate Go out of my sight or by coxs passion I shall lay the fast in Newgate It is better to forsake them betime then to late This knave would have a broken pate
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Syr my name is myrth Beloued with lordes and ladyes of byrth At euery tryumphe I am them with They can me not ones forbeare And ye had ſought this thouſand yeare Suche another ye ſhall not fynde wherfore I counſell you in my mynde Let hym dwell with you for one yer. At your requeſt I am content Suche a prete man for me were expedient And of his counſell fayne woulde I here. Syr ye muſt ſynge and daunce & make good chere I would ye had ſome propre wenche That were yonge and luſty at a pynche Here hele were not ſo brode as an ynche She would quycken your courage Peace hath forbydden me ye outrage He would ſet you at dotage Becauſe he is olde and nature is paſte He would nowe euer man ſhould faſte yf ye do ſo ye do but waſte And vnto you no mede A ſtrawe for hym, ye haue no nede Of hym to ſtande in awe or drede A meryer lyfe nowe maye ye lede Therfore be at your owne lybertye By my trouthe I may ſay to thee Syte I to hym dyd aſſent Had I neuer mery day But lyued in feare and drede alwaye Nothyng to myne entente Another whyle I wyll me ſporte Synge and daunce to my comforte. And amonge mery company do reſort For that ſhall length your lyfe Spare neyther mayde ne wyfe Take both and they come in your waye Of with this lewde araye yt becometh you nought by this daye By my trouth euen as you ſaye ye mary nowe am I well apayde Me thynketh I am properly arayde yf I had a propre trul ſhe ſhould be aſaid In the worſhype of the new yere Ruſſhe vp mutton for beefe is deare Haue and reuell and chaunce: Now let vs both ſynge and daunce Wyll ye haue a frenche rounde And thou ſhalt ſe me bounce aboue the grounde Hey with reuell daſhe What proſperite is it come hereto What deuyll of hell haſt thou to do Shall I not make mery when me lyſte. yet I ſaye beware of had I wyſt Hens ye knaue or els thou ſhalt lycke my fyſt I trowe thy head wolde haue ſome knockes Go ſet hym in a payre of ſtockes That I hym no more ſe. yet man I ſaye remember thee And thynke what I to the haue ſayde. Eſcheue euermore theſe ryatours company And be ruled by reaſon as I thee badde Put from the theſe two parſons by whō thou art lad Enuy & myſrule with theyr ſinful & great abuſyon Which if thou wylt not forſake, will be thy confuiſon Auaunt lorden, and take this for a cancluſion Theſe men fro me thou ſhalt not ſeperate Go out of my ſyght or by coxs paſſion I ſhall laye the faſte in newegate It is better to forſake them betyme then to late This knaue would haue a broken pate