Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) · before the Court T45 Widows, wooing and remarriage typicality 0.78 · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T45: widow, widows, hoord, master, gentlemen, wife, randalls, wit, mistress, married.
Nau, nau, nau, nau, naw, tell me the second time, give me a lighter some, they are but desperate debts you know, near called in but upon such an accident, a poor needy knave he would starve and rot in prison, come, come, you shall have ten shillings in the pound and the some down roundly— You must make it a mark sir,— Go too then, tell your money in the mean time, you shall find little less there,— come Master Wit-good you are so unwilling to do yourself good now, welcome honest Scrivener, now you shall hear the release read,— Be it known, to all men by these presents, that I Theodorus Wit-good, Gentleman, sole Nephew to Pecunious Lucre, having unjustly made title and claim, to one Iane Medler, late widow of Anthony Medler, and now wife to Walkadine Hoord, in consideration of a competent some of money to discharge my debts, do for ever hereafter disclaim any title, right, estate, or interest in or to the said widow late in the occupation of the said Anthony Medler, and now in the occupation of Walkadine Hoord, as also neither to lay claim, by virtue of any former contract, grant, promise or demise, to any of her Manor, manor-house, Parks, Groves, Meadow-grounds, arable lands, Barns, stacks, Stables, Dove-holes, and coney-burrows, together with all her cattle, money, plate, jewels, borders, chains, bracelets, furnitures, hangings, movables, or immovables in witness whereof I the said Theodorus Wit-good, have interchangeably set to my hand and seal before these presents, the day, & date above written. What a precious fortune hast thou slipped here like a beast as thou art? Come, unwilling heart come. well Master Hoord, give me the pen, I see 'tis vain to quarrel with our destiny. Oh as vain a thing as can be, you cannot commit a greater absurdity sir,— so, so, give me that hand now, before all these presents I am friends for ever with thee. Troth, and it were pity of my heart now, if I should bear you any grudge i'faith. Content, i'll send for thy Uncle against the wedding dinner, we will be friends once again. I hope to bring it to pass myself sir? How now? is't right my masters? 'tis something wanting sir, yet it shall be sufficient. Why well said, a good conscience makes a fine show now a days, come my Masters you shall all— taste of my wine ere you depart. We follow you sir? I'll try these fellows now,— a word sir, what will you carry me to that widow now? Why do you think we were in earnest i'faith? carry you to a rich widow, we should get much credit by that; a noted Rioter a contemptible prodigal, 'twas a Trick we have amongst us, to get in our money, fare you well sir. Farewell and be hanged, you short-pig-haired Ram-headed rascals, he that believes in you, shall near be saved I warrant him, by this new league, I shall have some access unto my love—
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Nau, nau, nau, nau, naw, tell me the ſecond time, giue me a lighter ſomme, they are but deſperate debts you know, neere cald in but vpon ſuch an accident, a poore needy knaue hee would ſtarue and rot in priſon, come, come, you ſhall haue ten ſhillings in the pound and the ſomme downe roundly— You muſt make it a marke ſir,— Go too then, tell your mony in the meane time, you ſhall finde little leſſe there,—come Maiſter Wit-good you are ſo vnwilling to do your ſelfe good now, welcome honeſt Scriuener, now you ſhall heare the releaſe read,— Be it known, to al men by theſe preſents, that I Theodorus Wit-good, Gentleman, ſole Nephew to Pecunious Lucre, hauing vniuſtly made title and claime, to one Iane Medler, late widdow of Anthory Medler, and now wife to Walkadine Hoord, in conſideration of a competent ſom of mony to diſcharge my debts, do for euer hereafter diſclaime any title, right, eſtate, or intereſt in or to the ſayd widdow late in the occupation of the ſayd Anthony Medler, and now in the occupation of Walkadine Hoord, as alſo neither to laye claime, by vertue of any former contract, grant, promiſe or demiſe, to any of her Mannor, Mannorhouſes, Parkes, Groues, Meadow-grounds, arrable lands, Barnes, ſtacks, Stables, Doue-holes, and Cunny-borrowes, togither with al her cattell, money, plate, iewells, borders, chaines, bracelets, furnitures, hangings, moueables, or immouerables in wittneſſe wherof I the ſayd Theodorus Wit-good, haue enterchangeably ſet to my hand and ſeale before theſe preſents, the daie, & date aboue written. What a pretious fortune haſt thou ſlipt here like a beaſt as thou art? Come, vnwilling heart come. well Maiſter Hoord, giue me the pen, I ſee Tis vaine to quarrell with our deſtiny. Oh as vaine a thing as can bee, you cannot commit a greater abſurdity ſir,—ſo, ſo, giue mee that hand now, before al theſe preſents I am friends for euer with thee. Troth, and it were pity of my heart now, if I ſhould beare you any grudge yfaith. Content, ile ſend for thy Vncle againſt the wedding dinner, we will be friends once agen. I hope to bring it to paſſe my ſelfe ſir? How now? iſt right my maſters? Tis ſomthing wanting ſir, yet it ſhall be ſufficient. Why well ſayd, a good conſcience makes a fine ſhowe now a daies, come my Maiſters you ſhall all—taſt of my wine ere you depart. We follow you ſir? Ile try theſe fellowes now, —a word ſir, what will you carry me to that widdow now? Why do you thinke we were in earneſt yfaith? carry you to a rich widdow, wee ſhould get much credit by that; a noted Rioter a contemptible prodigall, twas a Trick we haue amongſt vs, to get in our mony, fare you well ſir. Farewell and be hangd, you ſhort-pig-hayrde Ram-headed raskalls, he that beleeues in you, ſhall nere be ſau'd I warrant him, by this new league, I ſhall haue ſome acceſſe vnto my loue —