Anonymous · published 1609 · first performed or written 1607 [1599-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T26 Devils, hell and fiends · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
Nay mine host, here's a moat in your eye to. 'Slid I hope they have not served me so: by the torrid you're an ass, a flat Ass, but the best is I know who did it, 'twas either you or some body else, for I was in no company of mankind else, by gad I remember it as well as if it were done now. Tou shalt answer it to my liege, i'll not be so misused, ye have a wrong element, there's fire in my face, we'll mount and ascend. I'm misusd the mad comrades have played the knaves, justice my brave Caesar. I'll answer ye mine Host: pardon great Caesar, The intent was merriment, the reason this: A true brow bends, to see good things amiss, Men turned to beasts, and such are you mine Host See you this, this represents a beast, That cannot see his shame, & such are you mine Host. I'll show you else, you are a Goat, look here! Now come you, this is yours, you know it, do you not? How old are you? are you not a Goat now? Shall I teach thee how to use a wife and keep her? In the rank of goodness link her to thy soul, Divide not individium, be her and she thee, Keep her from the Serpent, let her not Gad To every Gossip's congregation, For there is blushing modesty laid out, And a free rain to sensual turpitude, Given out at length and libidinous acts, Free chat, each giving counsel and censure. Capream maritum facere, such art thou Goat, Be not so secure: and you my grand Cornutus, Thou Ram, thou seest thy shame a penthouse To thy eyebrows: dost not glory in it, dost? Thou'lt lie in a Trucklebed, at thy wives bed feet, And let her go a Gossipping while thou sweepest the ktchin, Look, she shall witnesses against thee. My wife there? I must be gone then. Oh fie, betray not thyself so grossly. I Pray ye pardon me. I dare not. I sir, but afterward may come after claps, I know the world well enough. Mischief of the Devil, be man not all beast, do not lie,— both sheets do not. I warrant this fellow has as many eyes as a Lamprey, he could never see so far into the world else. And thou pure ass, mere ass, thy ears become thee well i'faith I think you meant to make a Musician of me, you furnish me with a good ear. Thou deserudst it, thou'lt make thyself a cuckold be it but for company sake, thou hast long ears, and thinkest them horns, thy conceits cuckolds thee, thou art jealous if thou seest thy wives— With another man's palm. And fool, thy state in that sense is the best: thou art clasped with simplicity, (a great badge of honesty) for she poor fool has pawned her clothes to redeem thy unthriftiness: be jealous no more, unless thou'lt wear thine ears still, for all shall be well and you shall have your puppy again.
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Nay mine hoſt, heeres a moate in your eye to. Sl'id I hope they haue not ſeru'd me ſo: by the torrid y'are an aſſe, a flat Aſſe, but the beſt is I know who did it, t'was either you or ſome body elſe, for I was in no company of mankinde elſe, by gad I remember it as wel as if it were done now. Tou ſhalt anſwere it to my leige, ile not be ſo miſuſed, ye haue a wrong element, there's fire in my face, weele moūt and aſcend. I'me miſuſd the mad comrades haue plaide the knaues, Iuſtice my braue Caeſar. Ile anſwere ye mine Hoſt: pardon greate Caeſar, The intent was merriment, the reaſon this: A true brow bends, to ſee good things amiſſe, Men turnd to beaſts, and ſuch are you mine Hoſt See you this, this repreſents a beaſt, That cannot ſee his ſhame, & ſuch are you mine Hoſt. Ile ſhow you elſe, you are a Goate, looke heere! Now come you, this is your's, you know it, doe you not? How old are you? are you not a Goate now? Shall I teach thee how to vſe a wife and keepe her? In the ranke of goodnes linke her to thy ſoule, Deuide not indiuidium, be her and ſhee thee, Keepe her from the Serpent, let her not Gad To euerie Goſſips congregation, For there is bluſhing modeſtie laide out, And a free reyne to ſenſual turpitude, Giuen out at length and lybidinous acts, Free chat, each giuing counſell and ſenſure. Capream maritum facere, ſuch art thou Goate, Be not ſo ſecure: and you my graund Cornutus, Thou Ram, thou ſeeſt thy ſhame a pent-houſe To thy eye-browes: dooſt not glorie in it, dooſt? Thou'lt lye in a Trucklebed, at thy wiues bed feete, And let her goe a Goſſiping while thou ſweepeſt the ktchin, Look, ſhe ſhall witneſſes againſt thee. My wife there? I muſt be gone then. Oh fie, betray not thy ſelfe ſo groſſely. I Pray ye pardon me. I dare not. I ſir, but afterward may come after claps, I know the world well enough. Miſchiefe of the Deuill, be man not all beaſt, doe not lye, —both ſheetes doe not. I warrant this fellow has as many eies as a Lamprey, hee could neuer ſee ſo farre into the world elſe. And thou pure aſſe, meere aſſe, thy eares become thee well yfaith I think you ment to make a Muſition of me, you furniſh me with a good eare. Thou deſerudſt it, thou't make thy ſelfe a Cucckold be it but for company ſake, thou haſt long eares, and thinkeſt them hornes, thy conceites cuckolds thee, thou art iealious if thou ſeeſt thy wiues — With another mans palme. And foole, thy ſtate in that ſence is the beſt: thou art claſpt with ſimplicitie, (a great badge of honeſtie) for ſhe poore foole has paund her cloathes to redeeme thy vnthriftines: be Iealious no more, vnleſſe thoult weare thine eares ſtill, for all ſhall be well and you ſhall haue your puppie againe.