Your Five Gallants (The Five Witty Gallants) · chunk 31 of 40
Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and typicality 0.81 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
coz dost thou love me, and thou wilt ever do any thing for me, do't. Marry I build upon you countenance. Why dost thou think I'm an ass coz? I would be loath to undertake it else, for if you should burst out presently, coz the jest would be spoiled. Why do not I know that, away, stand close, so, so mum cozen? a merry companion i'faith, here will be good sport anon,— whist she comes? I make you stray long for a bad dinner, here cozen, if Master Goldstone were come, the meats e'en ready. Some great business detains him cousin, but he'll not be long now? Why how now, cuds my life,— Why? Was ever mistress so plagued with a shetle-headed servant— why Marmaduke. I come forsooth: Able to shame me from generation to generation. Did you call forsooth? Come hither forsooth— did you lay this cloth? Yes forsooth: Do you use to lay a cloth without a salt, a salt, a salt, a salt, a salt, a salt. How many salts would you have, I'm sure I set the best i'th' house upon the boor. How? cozen:— sings— cozen, cozen, did call coz. Did you see a salt upon the board when you came in. Puh. Come, come, I thought as much, beshrew your singers, where is't now? Your cousin yonder. Why the man's mad. Cousin, hist cozen. What say you. Puh, I call not you, I call my cousin, come forth with th' salt cozen: ha, how, nobody: why was not he that came in e'en now your cousin? My cousin: O my bell salt, O my great bell salt. The tenor bell salt; oh here comes Master Goldstone now cozen, he may tell us some news on him. Did you not meet a fellow about door, with a great silver salt under his arm. No sure, I met none such. Pardon me sir, I forgot all this while to bid you welcome. I shall loathe this room for ever. Take hence the cloth you unlucky maple-faced rascal, come you shall dine in my chamber sir. No better place lady. No less than forty pound in fair gold at one lift, the next shall sown, and sown again till the devil fetch him ere I set hand to him, heart, nothing vexes me so much▪ but that I paid the Goldsmith for the change too not an hour before, had I let it alone in the chain of silver as it was at first, it might have given me some notice at his departure, 'sfoot I could fight with a windmill now, sure 'twas some unlucky villain, why should he come and salute me wrongfully too mistake me at noon day, now I think on't in cold blood? it could not be but an induction to some villainous purpose, well, I shall meet him—
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Couze doſt thou loue mee, and thou wilt euer doe any thing for me, do't. Marry I build vpon you countenance. Why doſt thou thinke Ime an aſſe couze? I would be loath to vndertake it elſe, for if you ſhould burſt out preſently, couze the ieſt would be ſpoild. Why do not I know that, away, ſtand cloſe, ſo, ſo mum couzen? a merry companion ifaith, here will be good ſport anon,—whiſt ſhe comes? I make you ſtray long for a bad dinner, here couzen, if Maiſter Goldſtone were come, the meates e'en ready. Some great buſines detaines him couzin, but heele not be long now? Why how now, cuds my life,— Why? Was euer miſtris ſo plaugd with a ſhetle-headed ſeruant—why Marmaduke. I come forſooth: Able to ſhame me from generation to generation. Did you call forſooth? Come hether forſooth—did you lay this cloth? Yes forſooth: Do you vſe to lay a cloth without a ſalt, a ſalt, a ſalt, a ſalt, a ſalt, a ſalt. How many ſalts would you haue, Ime ſure I ſet the beſt ith houſe vpon the boore. How? couzen:—ſings—couzen, couzen, did call couze. Did you ſee a ſalt vpon the boord when you came in. Puh. Come, come, I thought as much, beſhrew your ſingers, where iſt now? Your couzen yonder. Why the mans mad. Couzen, hiſt couzen. What ſay you. Puh, I call not you, I call my couzen, come forth with th' ſalt couzen: ha, how, nobody: why wa not he that came in e'en now your couzen? My couzen: O my bell ſalt, O my great bell ſalt. The tenor bell ſalt; oh here comes Maiſter Goldſtone now couzen, he may tell vs ſome newes on him. Did you not meete a fellow about doore, with a great ſiluer ſalt vnder his arme. No ſure, I met none ſuch. Pardon me ſir, I forgot all this while to bid you welcome. I ſhall loth this roome for euer. Take hence the cloth you vnlucky maple-fac'd raſcall, come you ſhall dine in my chamber ſir. No better place lady. No leſſe then forty pound in faire gold at one lift, the next ſhall ſowne, and ſowne agen till the diuill fetch him ere I ſet hand to him, heart, nothing vexes mee ſo much▪ but that I payde the Goldſmith for the change too not an houre before, had I let it alone in the chaine of ſiluer as it was at firſt, it might haue giuen mee ſome notice at his departure, sfoote I could fight with a win-mill now, ſure twas ſome vnlucky villaine, why ſhould he come and ſalute mee wrongfully too miſtake me at noone day, now I thinke ont in cold bloud? it could not be but an induction to ſome villanous purpoſe, well, I ſhal meete him—