Armin, Robert · published 1609 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Good my daughters for them both, A course or so, go too, lead on, the bucks that have employment for these does, are not these giddy gamesters, i'll be the Forester and look to't. Hear you that? A lightning before heat. Your father's air is herald to his tongue. A knows the coat, but thinks not who shall wear it. there's two and two. A couple more, too makes no show, our measure is for three. Why then the bride. And bridegroom. O sir, pardon me. My joints were oiled to pleasure, but now, not. Then I with her. You! O, your authority commands her. Hark. It gives his luster light. My warrant wins, where his does lose the right. My son in law grows bold. Good again, here's much to do in love, One simply stands, not challenging his own: And reason, Mary, chance is yet unknown No, nor in you sir, though my son, Words past contrive, but after deeds cry done. Brook'st thou this disgrace. O sir, no remedy, what justice lives so free. And to her own is friending, I am mad to think on't boy, but— How Goddess-like the elder of the two, Stations the measure, it is a jovial sight, Where beauty gilds the pavement with her light. How sullen Saturn took her by the hand. With frosty feeling, in whose joy touch, She shrunk her hold, but with a jealous eye, She glanced on me, fearful that standers by Should be enriched with't: now she smiles me fair, Guilding my torture with an after hope. Thus moralized, I season on my right, Her love thus challenged by inferior might. After this dalliance here comes other sport. Pray ye attend him gallants: How now Iohn? Tardi venientis Iohn, you must be whipped. Quaeso preceptor, non est tibi quid. This silly sot, my Lord, so please you hear him, Utters much hope of matter, but small gain. An old wife nursed him, which we call blind Ales. She dying, left him to the cities keeping. Which in their Hospital they thus nursed up. Amongst the bounties of their other deeds: Many beside, now you shall hear his fellow Ask him such questions as his simpleness answers to any: sirrah let me hear ye. Iohn, how many parts of speech be there? Eight, the vocative, and ablative, caret nominativo o, What say you to radish Jack? That it does bite, Ha, ha, ha. Where ha' you been Iacke? At Paul's friend. Who saw you there? Mr. Deane Nowel, O he's a good man truly. What did a give thee Iack? A groat, look here else. What wilt do with it? carry't home to my Nurse. I'll give thee a point Iack, what wilt do with it? carry't home to my nurse. I'll give thee a fools head Iack, what wilt do with it? carry't home to my nurse, Carry a fools head, what a fool are thou?
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Good my daughters for them both, A course or so, go too, lead on, the bucks that haue imployment for these does, are not these giddy gamsters, i'le be the Forester and looke too't. Heare you that? A lightning before heat. Your fathers aire is harrald to his tongue. A knowes the coate, but thinkes not who shall weare it. Ther's two and two. A coople more, too makes no show, our measure is for three. Why then the bride. And bridegroome. O sir, pardon me. My ioints were oild to pleasure, but now, not. Then I with her. You! O, your authority commands her. Harke. It giues his luster light. My warrant wins, where his dos loose the right. My sonne in law growes bold. Good againe, heres much to do in loue, One simply stands, not challenging his owne: And reason, Mary, chance is yet vnknowne No, nor in you sir, though my son, Words past contriue, but after deedes cry done. Brook'st thou this disgrace. O sir, no remedy, what Iustice liues so free. And to her owne is friending, I am mad to thinke on't boy, but—▪ How Goddes-like the elder of the two, Stations the measure, it is a Iouiall sight, Where beauty gilds the pauement with her light. How sullen Saturne tooke her by the hand. With frosty feeling, in whose ioy touch, She shrunke her hold, but with a iealous eie, She glanst on me, fearefull that standers by Should be inricht with't: now she smiles me faire, Guilding my torture with an after hope. Thus moroliz'd, I season on my right, Her loue thus challeng'd by inferior might. After this dalliance here comes other sport. Pray ye attend him gallants: How now Iohn? Tar di venientis Iohn, you must be whip't. Quaeso preceptor, non est tibi quid. This silly sot, my Lord, so please you heare him, Vtters much hope of matter, but small gaine. An old wife nurst him, which we call blind Ales. She dying, left him to the citties keeping. Which in their Hospitall they thus nurst vp. Amongst the bounties of their other deeds: Many besides, now you shall heare his fellow Aske him such questions as his simplenes Answeres to any: sirra let me heare ye. Iohn, how many parts of speech be there? Eight, the vocatiue, and ablatiue, caret nominatiuo ô, What say you to reddish Iacke? That it does bite, Ha, ha, ha. Where ha you been Iacke? At Powles friend. Who saw you there? Mr. Deane Nowel, O hee's a good man truly. What did a giue thee Iack? A groat, looke here else. What wil't do with it? Carri't home to my Nurse. I'le giue thee a point Iack, what wil't do with it? carri't home to my nurse. I'le giue thee a fooles head Iack, what wilt do with it? Carri't home to my nurse, Carry a fooles head, what a foole are thou?