Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
Look to her good wenches. I so we will, and to you too: this was excellent. This is strange. Villainous spiteful luck: no matter, th', other two hold bias. Peace, mark how he's nipped: nothing grieves me so much as that poor Pyramus here must have a wall this night between him and his Thisbe. No remedy trusty Troilus: and it grieves me as much, that you'll want your false Cressida tonight, for here's no sir Pandarus to usher you into your Chamber. I'll summon a parley to one of the Wenches, and see how all goes. No whispering with the common enemy by this Iron: he sees the Devil that sees how all goes amongst the women tonight: Nay 'sfoot? If I stand piping till you dance, damn me. Why you'll let me call to 'em but at the keyhole. Puh, good master Lynstocke, I'll not stand by whilst you give Fire at your keyholes? I'll hold no Trencher till another feeds: no stirrup till another gets up: be no doorkeeper. I ha' not been so often at Court, but I know what the backside of the Hangings are made of I'll trust none under a piece of Tapestry, viz. a Coverlet. What will you say if the Wenches do this to gull us? No matter, I'll not be doubly gulled, by them and by you: go, will you take the lease of the next chamber and do as I do. And what's that? Any villainy in your company, but nothing out on't will you sit up, or lie by't't. Nay lie sure, for lying is most in fashion. Troth then; I'll have you before me. It shall be yours. Yours i'faith: I'll play Ianus with two faces & look asquint both ways for one night. Well Sir, you shall be our doorkeeper. Since we must swim, let's leap into one flood, we'll either be all nought, or else all good. Come, come, come, follow me, follow me. I warrant you ha' lost more by not falling into a sound last night, than ever you got at one Iob since it pleased to make you a noise: I can tell you, gold is no money with them: follow me and fum, as you go; you shall put something into their ears, whilst I provide to put something into their bellies. Follow close and sum— What kin art thou to Long-Meg of Westminster? thouart like her. Somewhat a like Sir at a blush, nothing a kin Sir, saving in height of mind, and that she was a goodly Woman. Mary Ambree, do not you know me? had not I a sight of this sweet Phisnomy at rhenish-wine house! ha last day i'th' stillyard ha! whither art bound Galley-foist? whether art bound? whence com'st thou female yeoman— a the guard? From London Sir.
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Looke to her good wenches. I so we will, and to you too: this was excellent. This is strange. Villanous spiteful luck: no matter, th, other two hold yas. Peace, marke how hees nipt: nothing greeues mee so much as that poore Pyramus here must haue a wall this night betweene him and his Thisbe. No remedy trusty Troylus: and it greeues me as much, that youle want your false Cressida to night, for heeres no sir Pandarus to vsher you into your Chamber. Ile somon a parlee to one of the Wenches, and see how all goes. No whispring with the common enimy by this Iron: he sees the Diuell that sees how all goes amongst the women to night: Nay Sfoot? If I stand piping till you dance, damne me. Why youle let me call to em but at the key-hole. Puh, good maister Lynstocke, Ile not stand by whilst you giue Fire at your Key-holes? Ile hold no Trencher till an other eedes: no stirrup till another gets vp: be no doore-keeper. I ha not beene so often at Court, but I know what the back-side of the Hangings are made of Ile trust none vnder a peece of Tapistry, viz. a Couerlet. What will you say if the Wenches do this to gull vs? No matter, Ile not be doubly guld, by them and by you: goe, will you take the lease of the next chamber and doe as I do. And whats that? Any villanie in your company, but nothing out on't will you sit vp, or lie by'te. Nay lie sure, for lying is most in fashion. Troth then; Ile haue you before mee. It shall be youres. Yours ifaith: Ile play Ianus with two faces & looke a squinte both wayes for one night. Well Sir, you shall be our dore-keeper. Since we must swim, lets leape into one flood, Weele either be all naught, or els all good. Come, come, come, follow mee, follow mee. I wa rant you ha lost more by not falling into a sound last night, than euer you got at one Iob since it pleas'd to make you a noise: I can tell you, gold is no money with hem: follow me and fum, as you goe; you shall put something into their eares, whilst I prouide to put something into their bellies. Followe close and sum— What kin art thou to Long-Meg of Westminster? th'art like her. Some-what a like Sir at a blush, nothing a kin Sir, sauing in height of minde, and that she was a goodly Woman. Mary Anbree, do not you know me? had not I a ight of this sweete Phisnomy at Renish-wine house! ha last day ith Stilliard ha! whither art bound Galley-foist? whether art bound? whence com'st thou female yeoman—a the gard? From London Sir.