Day, John · published 1608 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1607] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T43 York and Lancaster: dynastic claims and · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T43: henry, king, richard, warwick, york, edward, father, duke, crown, son.
And I do not, let me die of the bastinado. Lords, make a stand, I wonder that our Son glads not our wished arrival with his presence. No doubt my Lord, his honourable care, Is not acquainted with your sudden landing. We take it so, and whilst ourself in person inquire the cause, attend us in the Hall, Little thinks he his father is so near, But unexpected, i'll go startle him, And put his wit unto the present try all. where's the Prince? my most honoured Lord? In private conference with an English post. An English post? An English post my Lord: the effect of his letters I know, not but I heard him begin a most strange discourse. Of what I prithee? Please your honour take a turn or two, I shall relate (quickly my Lord) he reports there fell such an Inundation of waters in the month of Iuly, about the third of dogdays, that the Oar and Scullers that use to work in the Thames, rowed over houses & landed their fairs in the middle I'll of Paul's. Is't possible? Very easily possible ('sfoot quickly) and more the fishermen that rid between Dover and Calis, took red spurlin, and she Mackerel in the midst of the Exchange, which made mutton so cheap and stale, that it is thought the better half of the townsmen will run horn mad about it. It cannot be. Not be? why look you sir, Nay. But hear the conclusion, just on Saint Luke's day coming shall be a twelvemonth, Westminster & Winchester, drinking a quart of wine together on Salisbury-plain fell into hard words and strange terms, there was thou knave and I knave, and such foul words, as if tow young Barristers had been breathing their wits for a wager, ('sfoot make an end) now it was thought Westminster stood most upon his terms, yet in the end Winchester got one of his best terms from him spite on his teeth, which so vexed Westminster, that it grew to a deadly feud, which was so hotly pursued that the taking up of the matter cost many broken heads. How. So sir, ('sfoot not done yet?) and had not Charing-Cross a tall bow legged Gent: taken up the matter, 'tis thought Westminster stones would have been too hot for some of them: and in parting the fray, Charing-Cross got such a box o'the ear, that he will carry it to his deathsday, some say a got a wry neck by parting the fray, marry Winchester says flatly, a got a crick in his neck, with looking westward for Termers. Thou shouldst have told me. Of the English post: why look you my Lord, the post coming in post-haste to show his duty to the Prince, stumbled at a post that lay in his way and broke his sinister shank, and so I break of my discourse and bid your honour welcome home.
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And I doe not, let mee die of the baſtina doe. Lords, make a ſtand, I wonder that our Sonne glads not our wiſht arriuall with his preſence. No doubt my Lord, his honourable care, Is not acquainted with your ſudden landing. We take it ſo, and whilſt our ſelfe in perſon Enquire the cauſe, attend vs in the Hall, Little thinkes he his father is ſo neere, But vnexpected, ile goe ſtartle him, And put his wit vnto the preſent try all. where's the Prince? my moſt honor'd Lord? In priuate conference with an Engliſh poaſt. An Engliſh poaſt? An Engliſh poſt my Lord: the effect of his letters I know, not but I heard him begin a moſt ſtrange diſcourſe. Of what I prithee? Pleaſe your honor take a turne or two, I ſhall relate (quickly my Lord) heereports there fell ſuch an Inundation of waters in the moneth of Iuly, about the third of dog-dayes, that the Owers and Scullers that vſe to worke in the Thames, rowd ouer houſes & landed their faires in the middle Ile of Paules. Iſt poſſible? Very eaſely poſſible (sfoot quickly) and more the fiſhermen that rid betweene Douer and Calis, tooke red ſpurlin, and ſhe Mackerell in the midſt of the Exchange, which made mutton ſo cheepe and ſtale, that it is thought the better halfe of the townesmen will run horne mad about it. It cannot be. Not be? why looke you ſir, Nay. But heare the concluſion, iuſt on Saint Lukes day coming ſhal be a twelue-month, Weſtminſter & Wincheſter, drinking a quart of wine together on Saliſbury-playne fell into hard words and ſtrange termes, there was thou knaue and I knaue, and ſuch foule words, as if tow young Barriſters had bene breathing their wits for a wager, (sfoot make an ende) now it was thought Weſtminſter ſtood moſt vpon his termes, yet in the end Wincheſter got one of his beſt termes from him ſpight on his teeth, which ſo vext Weſtminſter, that it grew to a deadly fewd, which was ſo hottly purſude that the taking vp of the matter coſt many broken heads. How. So ſir, (sfoot not done yet?) and had not Charing-croſſe a tall bow legd Gent: taken vp the matter, tis thought Weſtminſter ſtones would haue bin too hot for ſome of them: and in parting the fray, Charing-croſſe got ſuch a box o'the eare, that hee will carry it to his deathſday, ſome ſay a got a wry neck by parting the fray, marry Wincheſter ſayes flatly, a got a creeck in his neck, with looking weſtward for Termers. Thou ſhouldſt haue tolde me. Of the Engliſh poaſt▪ why looke you my Lord, the poaſt comming in poaſt-haſt to ſhew his duty to the Prince, ſtumbled at a poſt that lay in his way and broke his ſiniſter ſhanck, and ſo I breake of my diſcourſe and bid your honor welcome home.