Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
M rs. MARY AMBREE, your examples are dangerous. Rogues, Hellhounds, Stentors, out of my doors, you sons of noise and tumult, begot on an ill May-day, or when the Galley-foist is afloat to Westminster! A trumpeter could not be conceived, but then! What ails you, sir? They have rent my roof, walls, and all my windows asunder, with their brazen throats. Best follow him, DAUPHINE. So I will. Where's DAW, and LA-FOOLE? They are both run away, sir. Good gentlemen, help to pacify my Princess, and speak to the great ladies for me. Now must I go lie with the bears this fortnight, and keep out o' the way, till my peace be made, for this scandal she has taken. Did you not see my bullhead, gentlemen? Is't not on, Captain? No: but he may make a new one, by that, is on. O, here 'tis. And you come over, gentlemen, and ask for TOM OTTER, we'll go down to Ratcliffe, and have a course yfaith: for all these disasters. There's bona spes left. Away, Captain, get off while you are well. I am glad we are rid of him. You had never been, unless we had put his wife upon him. His humour is as tedious at last, as it was ridiculous at first. WE wondered why you shrieked so, M rs. OTTER. O god, madame, he came down with a huge long naked weapon in both his hands, and looked so dreadfully! Sure, he's beside himself. Why what made you there, mistress OTTER? Alas, mistress MAVIS, I was chastising my subject, and thought nothing of him. Faith, mistress, you must do so too. Learn to chastise. Mistress OTTER corrects her husband so, he dares not speak, but under correction. And with his hat off to her: 'twould do you good to see. In sadness 'tis good, and mature counsel: practise it, MOROSE. I'll call you MOROSE still now, as I call CENTAURE, and MAVIS: we four will be all one. And you'll come to the college, and live with us? Make him give milk, and honey. Look how you manage him at first, you shall have him ever after. Let him allow you your coach, and four horses, your woman, your chambermaid, your page, your gentleman-usher, your french cook, and four grooms. And go with us, to Bedlam, to the China houses, and to the Exchange. It will open the gate to your fame. Here's CENTAURE has immortalized herself, with taming of her wild male. I, she has done the miracle of the kingdom. But ladies, do you count it lawful to have such plurality of servants, and do 'em all graces? Why not? why should women deny their favours to men? Are they the poorer, or the worse? Is the Thames the less for the dyers water, mistress? Or a torch, for lighting many torches? Well said, LA-FOOLE; what a new one he has got? They are empty losses, women fear, in this kind.
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Mrs. MARY AMBREE, your examples are dangerous. Rogues, Hell-hounds, Stentors, out of my dores, you sonnes of noise and tumult, begot on an ill May-day, or when the Gally-foist is a-floate to Westminster! A trumpetter could not be conceiu'd, but then! What ailes you, sir? They haue rent my roofe, walls, and all my windores asunder, with their brazen throates. Best follow him, DAVPHINE. So I will. Where's DAW, and LA-FOOLE? They are both run away, sir. Good gentlemen, helpe to pacifie my Princesse, and speake to the great ladies for me. Now must I goe lie with the beares this fortnight, and keepe out o' the way, till my peace be made, for this scandale shee has taken. Did you not see my bull-head, gentlemen? Is't not on, Captayne? No: but he may make a new one, by that, is on. O, here 'tis. And you come ouer, gentlemen, and aske for TOM OTTER, wee'll goe downe to Ratliffe, and haue a course ysaith: for all these disasters. There's bona spes left. Away, Captaine, get off while you are well. I am glad we are rid of him. You had neuer beene, vnlesse wee had put his wife vpon him. His humour is as tedious at last, as it was ridiculous at first. WE wondred why you shreek'd so, Mrs. OTTER. O god, madame, he came downe with a huge long naked weapon in both his hands, and look'd so dreadfully! Sure, hee's beside himselfe. Why what made you there, mistris OTTER? Alas, mistris MAVIS, I was chastising my subiect, and thought nothing of him. Faith, mistris, you must doe so too. Learne to chastise. Mistris OTTER corrects her husband so, hee dares not speake, but vnder correction. And with his hat off to her: 'twould doe you good to see. In sadnesse 'tis good, and mature counsell: practise it, MOROSE. I'll call you MOROSE still now, as I call CENTAVRE, and MAVIS: we foure will be all one. And you'll come to the colledge, and liue with vs? Make him giue milke, and hony. Looke how you manage him at first, you shall haue him euer after. Let him allow you your coach, and foure horses, your woman, your chamber-maid, your page, your gentleman-vsher, your french cooke, and foure groomes. And goe with vs, to Bed'lem, to the China houses, and to the Exchange. It will open the gate to your fame. Here's CENTAVRE has immortaliz'd her selfe, with taming of her wilde male. I, shee has done the miracle of the kingdome. But ladies, doe you count it lawfull to haue such pluralitie of seruants, and doe 'hem all graces? Why not? why should women denie their fauours to men? Are they the poorer, or the worse? Is the Thames the lesse for the dyers water, mistris? Or a torch, for lighting many torches? Well said, LA-FOOLE; what a new one he has got? They are emptie losses, women feare, in this kind.