Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Why Mother? what will she not do? Faith she neither did nor does, nor will do any thing: Send her tuth market with eggs: she'll sell them and spend the money, Set her to make a pudding, she'll put in no suet, she'll run out of nights a dancing, and come no more home till day peep: Bid her come to bed, she'll come when she list. Ah 'tis a nasty shame to see her bringing up. Out you Rogue, you arrant etc. What know'st not thy Granam? I know her to be a testy old fool, she's never well, grunting in a corner. Nay she'll camp (I warrant ye) O she has a tongue. But Margot e'en take her home to your Mistress, and there keep her: for He keep her no longer. Mother pray ye take some pains with her, and keep her a while longer; and if she do not mend, I'll beat her black and blue, i'faith I'll not fail you Minion. Faith at thy request, I'll take her home and try her a week longer. Come on housewife please you Granam, and be a good wench, and you shall ha' my blessing. Come follow us good Wench. ay, farewell, fair weather after you. Your blessing quotha? Ile not giue a single halpennie fo ▪ Who would live under a Mother's nose & a Granams tongue? A Maid cannot love, or catch a lip clip, or a lap clap, but here's such tittle tattle, and do not so, and be not so light, and be not so fond, and do not kiss, and do not love, and I cannot tell what, And I must love an I hang for't: A sweet thing is love That rules both heart and mind, There is no comfort in the World To Women that are kind. Well I'll not stay with her: stay quotha? To be yold and iold at, and tumbled, and tumbled, and tossed and turned as I am by an old Hag, I will not, no I will not i'faith. But stay, I must put on my smirking looks and smiling countenance. For here comes one makes abomination suit to be my spruce husband. Lord, that my heart would serve me to speak to her, now she talks of her sprus'd husband. Well I'll set a good face on't, Now I'll clap me as close to her as Iones buttocks of a close stool, and come over her with my rolling, rattling, rumbling eloquence. Sweet Peg, honey Peg, fine Peg, dainty Peg, brave Peg, kind Peg, comely Peg, my nutting, my sweeting, my Love, my dove, my honey, my bonny, my duck, my dear and my darling: Grace me with thy pleasant eyes, And love without delay: And cast not with thy crabbed looks A proper man away. Why William what's the matter?
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Why Mother? what will ſhe not doe? Faith ſhe neither did nor does, nor will do any thing: Send hir tuth market with egs: ſheele ſell them and ſpend the money, Set hir to make a pudding, ſheele put in no ſuet, Sheele run out of nights a dancing, and come no more home till day peepe: Bid hir come to bed, ſheele come when ſhe liſt. Ah tis a naſtie ſhame to ſee hir bringing vp. Out you Rogue, you arrant &c. What know'ſt not thy Granam? I know hir to be a teatie olde foole, Shees neuer well, grunting in a corner. Nay ſheele campe (I warrant ye) O ſhe has a tongue. But Marget eene take hir home to your Miſtreſſe, and there keepe hir: for He keepe hir no longer. Mother pray yee take ſome paines with hir, and keep hir a while longer; and if ſhe doe not mend, Ile beat hir blacke and blew, yfaith Ile not faile you Minion. Faith at thy requeſt, Ile take hir ho try hir a weeke longer. Come on huſwife pleaſe you Granam, and be good wench, and you ſhall ha my bleſſing. Come follow vs good Wench. I, farewell, faire weather after you. Your bleſſing quotha? Ile not giue a ſingle halpennie fo ▪ Who would liue vnder a Mothers noſe & a ong▪ A Maid cannot loue, or catch a lip clip, or but heers ſuch tittle tattle, and doe not ſo, and and be not ſo fond, and do not kiſſe, and do no I cannot tell what, And I muſt loue an I hang fort: A ſweet thing is loue That rules both heart and mind, There is no comfort in the World To Women that are kinde. Well Ile not ſtay with hir: ſtay quotha? To be yold and iold at, and tumbled, and tumbled, and toſt and tourn'd as I am by an olde Hagge, I will not, no I wil not yfaith. But ſtay, I muſt put on my ſmirking lookes and ſmiling countenance. For here comes one makes bominatiō ſuit to be my ſprus husband. Lord, that my heart would ſerue me to ſpeake to hir, now ſhe talks of hir ſprus'd husband. Well Ile ſet a good face ont, Now Ile clap me as cloſe to hir as Iones buttockes of a cloſe ſtoole, and come ouer hir with my rowling, rattling, rumbling eloquence. Sweet Pegge, honny Pegge, fine Pegge, daintie Pegge, braue Pegge, kind Pegge, comely Pegge, my nutting, my ſweeting, my Loue, my doue, my honnie, my bonnie, my ducke, my deare and my deareling: Grace me with thy pleaſant eyes, And loue without delay: And caſt not with thy crabbedlookes A properman awaie. Why William whats the matter?