Marston, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) (?) unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
B, b, b, bar out Albano, O Adulterous impudent. B, b, b, bar out Albano, O thou matchless g, g, g, giglet. Let them in, let them in, now, now, now observe, observe, look, look, look. That same's a fiddler, shaped like thee, fear nought, be confident thou shalt know the jest hereafter, be confident; fear nought, blush not, stand firm. Now brothers, now gallants, now sisters now call a Perfumer a gutter-master, bar me my house, beat me: baffle me, scoff me, deride me, ha that I were a young man again, by the mass I would ha' you all by the ears, by the mass la; I am Francisco Soranza am I not giglet: strumpet, cutters, swaggerers, brothel haunters, I am Francisco, O god, O slaves, O dogs, dogs, curs. No sir pray you pardon us, we confess you are not Francisco nor a Perfumer, but even. But even Albano. But even a fiddler, a minikin tickler, a pum, pum. A scraper, scraper. Art not ashamed before Albanos face, To clip his spouse, O shameless impudent! Well said perfumer. A fiddler a scraper, a minikin tickler, a pum, a pum, even now a Perfumer, now a fiddler, I will be even What you will, do, do do, k, k, k, kiss my wife be, be, be, be, fore. Why wouldst have him kiss her behind? Before my own f, f, f, face. Well done fiddler. I'll f, f, fiddle ye. Dost f, f, flout me. Dost m, m, m, mock me. I'll to the Duke I'll p, p, p, paste up infamies on every post. 'twas rarely, rarely done, away, away. I'll f, f, follow, though I st, st, st, stut, i'll stumble to the Duke in p, p, plain language, I pray you use my wife well, good faith she was a kind soul and an honest woman once, I was her husband and was called Albano before I was drowned, but now after my resurrection I an I know not what indeed brothers, and indeed sisters and in deed wife I am: What you will, dost thou laugh, dost thou ge, ge, ge, girn; a p, p, p, perfumer a fiddler, a Diabalo, matre de Dios, I'll f, f, f, firk you by the Lord now, now I will. Ha ha 'tis a good rogue, a good rogue. A good rogue ha, I know him not. No good sweet love come come dissemble not, Nay if you dread nothing happy be my lot Come Via sest, come fair cheeks, come let's dance, The sweets of love is amorous dalliance. All friends, all happy friends, my veins are light, Thy prayers are now god send it quickly night. And then come morning. I that's the hopeful day. I there thou hitst it. Pray God he hit it. Play. They say there's revels and a Play at Court. A Play tonight? I 'tis this gallants wit, Is't good is't good? I fear 'twill hardly hit.
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B, b, b, bar out Albano, O Adulterous impudent. B, b, b, bar out Albano, O thou matchlesse g, g, g, gigglet. Let them in, let them in, now, now, now obserue, obserue, look, look, look. That sames a fiddler, shapt like thee, feare naught, bee confident thou shalt know the iest heereafter, be confident; feare naught, blush not, stand firme. Now brothers, now gallants, now sisters now call a Perfumer a gutter-maister, bar mee my house, beate mee: baffle me, skoffe me, deride mee, ha that I were a young man againe, by the mas I would ha you all by the eares, by the mas law; I am Francisco Soranza am I not gigglet: strumpet, cutters, swaggerers, brothell haunters, I am Francisco, O god, O slaues, O dogges, dogges, curres. No sir pray you pardon vs, we confesse you are not Francisco nor a Perfumer, but euen. But euen Albano. But euen a fiddler, a miniken tickler, a pum, pum. A scraper, scraper. Art not asham'd before Albanos face, To clip his spouze, O shamlesse impudent! Well said perfumer. A fiddler a scraper, a miniken tickler, a pum, a pum, euen now a Perfumer, now a fiddler, I will be euen What you will, do, do do, k, k, k, kisse my wife be, be, be, be, fore. Why would'st haue him kisse her behind? Before my owne f, f, f, face. Well done fiddler. Ile f, f, fiddle yee. Dost f, f, floute mee. Dost m, m, m, mock me. Ile to the Duke Ile p, p, p, paste vp infamies on euery post. Twas rarely, rarely done, away, away. Ile f, f, follow, though I st, st, st, stut, ile stumble to the Duke in p, p, plaine language, I pray you vse my wife well, good faith shee was a kinde soule and an honest woman once, I was her husband and was call'd Albano before I was drown'd, but now after my resurrection I an I know not what indeede brothers, and indeed sisters and in deed wife I am: What you will, do'st thou laugh, dost thou ge, ge, ge, gerne; a p, p, p, perfumer a fiddler, a Diabalo, matre de Dios, Ile f, f, f, firk you by the Lord now, now I will. Ha ha tis a good roague, a good roague. A good roague ha, I know him not. No good sweete loue come come dissemble not, Nay if you dread nothing happy be my lot Come Via sest, come faire cheekes, come lets dance, The sweetes of loue is amorous dalliance. All friends, all happy friends, my vaines are light, Thy praiers are now god send it quickly night. And then come morning. I thats the hopefull day▪ I there thou hitst it. Pray God he hit it. Play. They say ther's reuells and a Play at Court. A Play to night? I tis this gallants wit, Ist good ist good? I feare twill hardly hit.