Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1606] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
I will indeed forsooth. And as for my Child, I hope she'll be ruled in Time, though she be foolish yet & not be carried away with a cast of Manchets, a Bottle of wine, or a Custard, and so I pray certify him. He do your errant effectually. Art thou his aunt— or his— Alas— I am a poor drudge of his. Faith and thou wert his Mother, he would make thee his drudge I warrant him. Marry out upon him, sir reverence of your mistress-ship here's somewhat for thy pains, fare thee well. 'tis more than he gave me since I came to him. How now, what prating have we hear? whispers, dumbshows? why Tomazin, go too— my shop is not altogether so dark as some of my neighbours, where a man may be made Cuckold at one end, while he's measuring with his yard at tother. Only commendations sent from Master Lethe your worshipful Son in law that should be. Oh, & that you like not he that can make us rich in custom, strong in friends, happy in suits, bring us into all the rooms a sundaies, from the leads to the seller, pop us in with Venison till we crack again, & send home the rest in an honourable Napkin— this man you like not forsooth? But I like him father. My blessing go with thy liking A number of our Citizens hold our credit by't to come home drunk, and say we ha' been at Court: then how much more credit is't to be drunk there indeed? Tut, thy Mother's a fool— pray what's Master Rerage whom you plead for so? Why, first he is a Gentleman. ay, he's often first a Gentleman that's last a beggar. My father tells you true, what should I do with a gentleman, I know not which way to lie with him. 'tis true too— thou know'st beside, we undo Gentlemen daily That makes so few of 'em marry with our Daughters, unless it be one green foot or other: next, M. Rerage has land & living, other but his walk i'th' street, & his snatching diet, he's able to entertain you in a fair house of his own, other in some nook or corner, or place us behind the cloth like a company of Puppets: at his house you shall be served curiously, sit down & eat your meat with leisure, there we must be glad to take it standing, & without either salt, cloth, or trencher, and say we are befriended too. Oh, that gives a Citizen a better appetite than his Garden. So say I Father, methinks it does me most good when I take it standing, I know not how all women's minds are: Faith I think they are all of thy mind for that thing, how now Falslight? I have descried my fellow Shortyard, alias Blastfield, at hand with the Gentleman.
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I will indeede forſooth. And as for my Childe, I hope ſheele bee ruld in Time, though ſhe be foliſh yet & not be carryed away with a caſt of Manchets, a Bottle of wine, or a Cuſtard, and ſo I pray certifie him. He doe your errant effectually. Art thou his Ant—or his— Alaſſe—I am a poore drudge of his. Faith and thou wert his Mother, he would make thee his drudge I warrant him. Marrie out vppon him, ſir reuerence of your miſtrisſhip Heer's ſomewhat for thy paines, fare thee well. Tis more then he gaue me ſince I came to him. How now, what prating haue we heare? whiſpers, dumſhowes? why Tomazin, goo too—my ſhop is not altogether ſo darke as ſome of my neighbours, where a man may be made Cuckold at one ende, while hee's meaſuring with his yard at tother. Onely commendations ſent from Maiſter Lethe your worſhipfull Sonne in law that ſhould be. Oh, & that you like not▪ he that can make vs rich in cuſtom, ſtrong in friends, happy in ſuites, bring vs into all the romes a ſundaies, from the leads to the ſeller, pop vs in with Veniſon til wee cracke agen, & ſend home the reſt in an honorable Napkin—this man you like not forſooth? But I like him father. My bleſſing goe with thy liking A number of our Cittizens hold our credit by't to come home drunk, and ſay wee ha beene at Court: then how much more credit i'ſt to be drunke there indeede? Tut, thy Mothers a foole—pray whats Maiſter Rerage whom you pleade for ſo? Why, firſt he is a Gentleman. I, hee's often firſt a Gentleman that's laſt a begger. My father tels you true, what ſhould I do with a gentleman, I knowe not which way to lye with him. Tis truetoo—thou knowſt beſide, we vndoe Gentlemen dayly That makes ſo few of e'm marrie with our Daughters, vnles it be one green foote or other▪ next, M. Rerage has land & liuing, tother but his walke i'th ſtreet, & his ſnatching dyet, hee's able to entertaine you in a faire houſe of his owne, tother in ſome nooke or corner, or place vs behind the cloath like a company of Puppes: at his houſe you ſhall bee ſeru'd curiouſly, ſit downe & eate your meate with leaſure, there we muſt be glad to take it ſtanding, & without either ſalt, cloath, or trencher, and ſay we are befriended too. Oh, that giues a Citizen a better appetite then his Garden. So ſay I Father, me thinkes it does me moſt good whē I take it ſtanding, I know not how all womens mindes are: Faith I thinke they are al of thy minde for that thing, how now Falſlight? I haue deſcri'd my fellow Short-yard, alias Blaſtfield, at hand with the Gentleman.