Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1606] (Annals) history; satire · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
these are for post and pair, these for saunt, these for new cut. they'll make you cut a feather one day, Well, these dispersed, and Nobody Attached for all these crimes, shallbe hanged. I or else you shall hang for him, Come, shall's about our business. Content, let's straight about it. O my heart, that it was my fortune to hear all this, but beware a lucky man whilst you live, Alas if I had not rescued my master, the swaggering fellow would have made Nobody of him. Again if I had not overheard this treason to his person, these coney-catching knaves, would have made less than Nobody of him. For indeed they would have hanged him, but here's my master, O sweet master how cheer you? O excellent, admirable, and beyond comparison, I think my shape enchants them. I think not so, for if I were a Lady, I should never abide you: but Master, I can tell you rare news you must be apprehended, for a Cheater, a Cozener, a libeller, and I know not what. Not I, I am an innocent, no Cheater, no Cozener, but a simple honest man, hunted from place to place by somebody. 'tis true sir, it is one some. that would attach you, therefore Look to yourself, but Mai. if you be took never fear, I heard all their knavery, and I can clear you I warrant. O have I found you, this is he my friends, We have long sought, you know when 'twas enquired, Who brought the false Dice, and the cheating cards Into the court, 'twas answered Nobody. (qd than) I am afraid you'll prove the knave some. Lay hold upon him, bear him to the prison. To prison, say you well, if I be guilty this fellow is my partner take him to. Are you confederate in this treason sirrah? If I be not sir somebody is, but if I be guilty I must bear If off with head and shoulders. To prison with them, now the bird is caught, For whom so long, through Britain have I sought. I believe I have a bird in a box, shall catched you for all this. Away with them I say. In Arms well met, ambitious Peridure, Vigenius thou salutes me with a title, Most proper to thyself, Art thou not proud. Only to meet thee on this bed of death, Wherein the Title to the English Crown, Shall perish with thyself. Fair is the end Of such as die in honourable war, Oh far more fair, then on a bed of down. War is the soldiers harvest it cuts down. The lives of such as hinder our renown. Such as are apt for tumult. Such as you, That to our lawful Sovereign are untrue. Blushes not Peridure to brave us so. Blushes Vigenius at thy overthrow, Who was't that told me he would submit. 'twas I my Lord. Peace fool thou dost forget, 'tis not an hour since, to our princely ear, Thou saidst thou did desire us to forbear.
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these are for post and paire, these for saunt, these for new cut. theile make you cut a fether one day, Well, these disperst, and No-body Attacht for all these crimes, shalbe hangd. I or els you shall hange for him, Come, shals about our busines. Content, lets straight about it. O my hart, that it was my fortune to heare all thys, but beware a lucky man whllst you liue, Alasse if I had not rescued my maister, the swaggering fellowe woulde haue made No-body of him. Againe if I had not ouerheard this treason to his person, these Cunnicatching knaues, woulde haue made lesse then Nobody of him. For indeed they wold haue hangd him, but heeres my maister, O sweet maister how cheere you? O excellent, admirable, and beyond comparison, I thinke my shape inchants them. I think not so, for if I wer a Lady, I should neuer abide you: but Maister, I can tell you rare newes you must be apprehended, for a Cheater, a Cozener, a Libiller, and I know not what. Not I, I am an innocent, no Cheater, no Cozener, but a simple honest man, hunted from place to place by some-body. tis true sir, it is one som. that would attach you, therfore Looke to your selfe, but Mai. if you be tooke neuer feare, I heard all their knauery, and I can cleare you I warrant. O haue I found you, this is he my frends, We haue long sought, you know when twas inquird, Who brought the false Dice, and the cheating cards Into the court, twas answered No-body. (qd tha) I am affraid youle proue the knaue som. Lay hold vpon him, beare him to the prison. To prison, say you well, if I be guilty this fellow is my partner take him to. Are you confederate in this treason sirra? If I be not sir some-body is, but if I be guilty I must beare If off with head and shoulders. To prison with them, now the bird is caught, For whom so long, through Britane haue I sought. I beleeue I haue a bird in a box, shal catcht you for all this. Away with them I say. In Armes well met, ambitious Peridure, Vigenius thou salutes me with a title, Most proper to thy selfe, Art thou not proud. Onely to meet thee on this bed of death, Wherein the Title to the English Crowne, Shall perish with thy selfe. Faire is the end Of such as die in honourable warre, Oh far more faire, then on a bed of downe. Warre is the souldiors haruest it cuts downe. The liues of such as hinder our renowne. Such as are apt for tumult. Such as you, That to our lawfull Soueraigne are vntrue. Blushes not Peridure to braue vs so. Blushes Vigenius at thy ouerthrow, Who wast that told me he would submit. Twas I my Lord. Peace foole thou doest forget, Tis not an hower since, to our princely eare, Thou saidst thou did desire vs to forbeare.