Anonymous · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
Nay William, we would be loath to trouble you: but you shall have our company there. Faith you shall be very heartily welcome, and we will have good merry rogues there that will make you laugh till you burst. Why William, what company do you mean to have? Marry, first and for most, there will be an honest Dutch Cobbler, that will sing (I will no more to Burgaine go) the best that ever you heard. What, must a Cobbler be your chief guest? Why he's a basefellow. A basefellow? you may be ashamed to say so, For he's an honest fellow, and a goodfellow: And he begins to carry the very badge of good fellowship upon his nose; that I do not doubt, but in time he will prove as good a Copper companion as Robin Goodfellow himself. I and he's a tall fellow, and a man of his hands too, For I'll tell you what: tie him tuth Bull-Ring, and for a bag-pudding, a Custard, a Cheesecake, a hogs cheek, or a calves head, turn any man i'th' town to him; and if he do not prove himself as tall a man as he, let blind Hugh bewitch him, and turn his body, into a barrel of strong Ale, and let his nose be the spigot, his mouth the Faucet, and his tongue a Plug for the bung hole. And then there will be Robin Goodfellow, as good a drunken rogue as lives: and Tom Shoemaker; and I hope you will not deny that he's an honest man, for he was Constable oath Town. And a number of other honest rascals, which though they are grown bankrupts and live by the reversion of other men's tables: Yet (thanks be to God) they have a penny amongst, at all times at their need. Nay, if Robin Goodfellow be there, you shall be sure to have our company. For he's one that we hear very well of; And my son here has some occasion to use him: And therefore if we may know when 'tis, we'll make bold to trouble you. Yes I'll send you word. Why then farewell, till we hear from you. Well clerk, you'll see this matter bravely performed: let it be done as it should be. I'll warrant ye, fear it not. Why then go you to Sir John, and I'll to my wench, and bid her give her Maidenhead warning to prepare itself: for the destruction of it is at hand. How love and fortune both with eager mood, Like greedy hounds do hunt my tired heart, Roused forth the thickets of my wonted joys! And Cupid winds his shrill note bugle horn, For joy my silly heart so near is spent. Desire that eager Cur pursues the chase, And Fortune rides amain unto the fall: Now sorrow sings, and mourning bears a part, Playing harsh descant on my yielding heart. Nurse, what news?
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Nay William, we would be loath to trouble you: but you ſhal haue our companie there. Faith you ſhal be very heartily welcome, and wee wil haue good merry rogues there that wil make you laugh till you burſt. Why William, what company doe you meane to haue? Marrie, firſt and for moſt, there wil bee an honeſt Dutch Cobbler, that wil ſing (I wil noe meare to Burgaine goe) the beſt that euer you heard. What, muſt a Cobbler be your chiefe gueſt? Why hees a baſefellow. A baſefellow? you may be aſham'd to ſay ſo, For hees an honeſtfellow, and a goodfellow: And he begins to carrie the verie badge of good fellowſhip vpon his noſe; that I do not doubt, but in time he wil prooue as good a Copper companion as Robin Goodfellowe himſelfe. I and hees a tallfellow, and a man of his hands too, For Ile tel you what: tie him tuth Bull-Ring, and for a bagpudding, a Cuſtard, a Cheeſcake, a hogges cheeke, or a Calues head, turne any man ith towne to him; and if he do not prooue himſelfe as tall a man as he, let blind Hugh bewitch him, and tourne his bodie, into a barrel of ſtrong Ale, and let his noſe be the Spigat, his mouth the Foſſet, and his tongue a Plugge for the bunge hole. And then there wil be Robin Goodfellow, as good a drunken rogue as liues: and Tom Shoomaker; and I hope you wil not deny that hees an honeſt man, for hee was Conſtable oth Towne. And a number of other honeſt raſcals, which though they are growne bankroutes and liue by the reuerſion of other mens tables: Yet (thankes bee to God) they haue a penny amongſt, at all times at their neede. Nay, if Robin Goodfellow be there, you ſhall be ſure to haue our company. For hees one that we heare very well of; And my ſonne here has ſome occaſion to vſe him: And therefore if we may know when tis, weele make bolde to trouble you. Yes Ile ſend you word. Why then farewell, till wee heare from you. Wel Cleark, youle ſee this matter brauely performed: let it be done as it ſhould be. Ile warrant ye, feare it not. Why then go you to Sir Ihon, and Ile to my wench, and bid hir giue hir Maidenhead warning to prepare itſelf▪ for the deſtruction of it is at hand. How loue and fortune both with eger moode, Like greedy hounds do hunt my tired hart, Rows'd forth the thickets of my wonted ioyes! And Cupid windes his ſhrill note bugle horne, For ioy my ſilly hart ſo neere is ſpent. Deſire that eager Curre purſues the chace, And Fortune rides amaine vnto the fall: Now ſorrow ſings, and mourning beares a part, Playing harſh deſcant on my yeelding heart. Nurſe, what newes?