Jonson, Ben · published 1609 · first performed or written 1597 [1597-1598; interpolations later] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig typicality 0.75 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Come thou art enamoured with the influence of her profundity, but sirrah hark a little. O rare, what? what? passing i'faith, what is't? what is't? What wilt thou say now, if Rachel stand now, and play hity-tity through the key hole, to behold the equipage of thy person: O sweet equipage, try good juniper, tickle her, talk, talk, O? rare Mistress Rachel (watch then if her father come) Rachel? madonna? Rachel? No. Say I am here, Onion or Peter or so. No, I'll knock, we'll not stand upon Horizons, and tricks, but fall roundly to the matter. Well said sweet juniper: Horizons? hang hem? knock, knock. Who's there? father. Father no? and yet a father, if you please to be a mother. Well said juniper, to her again, a smack or two more of the mother Do you here? sweet soul, sweet radamant? sweet mathauell one word Melpomene? are you at leisure. At leisure? what to do? To do what, to do nothing, but to be liable to the ecstasy of true loves exigent, or so, you smell my meaning. Smell, filthy, fellow juniper filthy? smell? O most odious. How filthy. Filthy, by this finger? smell? smell a rat, smell a pudding, away these tricks are for trulls, a plain wench loves plain dealing, i'll upon myself, smell to march pain wench. With all my heart, I'll be legitimate and silent as an apple-squire, I'll see nothing, and say nothing. Sweet heart, sweet heart? And bag pudding, ha, ha, ha? What Rachel my girl what Rachel; God's lid? What Rachel, Here I am What rakehell calls Rachel: O treason to my love. It's her father on my life, how shall we entrench and edify ourselves from him? O coney-catching Cupid. How in my back side? where? what come they for? Where are they? Rachel? thieves, thieves? Stay villain slave: Rachel? untie my dog. Nay thief thou canst not scape. I pray you sir. A pitiful Onion, that thou hadst a rope. Why Rachel: when I say: let loose my dog? garlic my mastiff, let him lose I say. For God's sake hear me speak, keep up your cur. I fear not garlic, he'll not bite Onion his kinsman pray God he come out, and then they'll not smell me. well then deliver, come deliver slave? What should I deliver? O thou wouldst have me tell thee? wouldst thou show me thy hands, what hast thou in thy hands? Here be my hands. Stay are not thy fingers ends begrimed with dirt, no thou hast wiped them. Wiped them? I thou villain? thou art a subtle knave, put off thy shows, come I will see them, give me a knife here Rachel, I'll rip the soles. No matter he's a cobbler, he can mend them. What are you mad? are you detestable, would you make an Anatomy of me, think you I am not true Orthography? Orthography, Anatomy?
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Come thou art enamored with the influence of her profundity, but ſirrah harke a little. O rare, what? what? paſſing Ifaith, what iſt? what iſt? What wilt thou ſay now, if Rachel ſtand now, and play hity tity through the key hole, to behold the equipage of thy perſon: O ſweet equipage, try good Iuniper, tickle her, talke, talke, O? rare Miſtris Rachel (watch then if her father come) Rachel? Madona? Rachel? No. Say I am here, Onion or Peter or ſo. No, Ile knock, weele not ſtand vpon Horizons, and tricks, but fall roundly to the matter. Well ſaid ſweet Iuniper: Horizons? hang hem? knock, knock. Whoſe there? father. Father no? and yet a father, if you pleaſe to be a mother. Well ſaid Iuniper, to her againe, a ſmack or two more of the mother Do you here? ſweet ſoule, ſweet radamant? ſweet mathauell one word Melpomine? are you at leaſure. At leaſure? what to doe? To doe what, to doe nothing, but to be liable to the extaſie of true loues exigent, or ſo, you ſmell my meaning. Smell, filthy, fellow Iuniper filthy? ſmell? O moſt odious. How filthy. Filthy, by this finger? ſmell? ſmell a rat, ſmel a pudding, away theſe tricks are for truls, a plaine wench loues plaine dealing, ile vpon my ſelfe, ſmel to march paine wench. With all my heart, Ile be legitimate and ſilent as anapple-ſquire, Ile ſee nothing, and ſay nothing. Sweet hart, ſweet hart? And bag pudding, ha, ha, ha? What Rachel my girle what Rachel; Gods lid▪ What Rachel, Here I am What rakehell cals Rachel: O treaſon to my loue. Its her father on my life, how ſhall wee entrench and edifie our ſelues from him? O conni-catching▪ Cupid. How in my back ſide? where? what come they for? Where are they? Rachel? theeues, theeues? Stay villaine ſlaue: Rachel? vntye my dog. Nay theife thou canſt not ſcape. I pray you ſir. A pitifull Onion, that thou hadſt a rope. Why Rachel: when I ſay: let looſe my dog? garlique my maſtiue, let him looſe I ſay. For Gods ſake here me ſpeake, keepe vp your cur. I feare not garlique, heele not bite Onion his kinſman pray God he come out, and then theile not ſmell me. well then deliuer, come deliuer ſlaue? What ſhould I deliuer? O thou wouldſt haue me tell thee? wouldſt thou ſhew me thy hands, what haſt thou in thy hands? Here be my hands. Stay are not thy fingers ends begrimd with durt, no thou haſt wipt them. Wipt them? I thou villaine? thou art a ſubtile knaue, put off thy ſhewes, come I will ſee them, giue me a knife here Rachel, Ile rip the ſoles. No matter he's a cobler, he can mend them. What are you mad? are you deteſtable, would you make an Anatomy of me, thinke you I am not true Ortographie? Ortographie, Anatomy?