Tomkis, Thomas · published 1615 · first performed or written 1615 [Mar 9] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
When this transformed substance of my carcase Did live imprisoned in a wanton hogshead, My name was Don Antonio, and that title Preserved my life, and changed my suit of clothes. How kindly the good Gentlewoman used me! with what respect and careful tenderness! Your worship sit had ever a sickly constitution, and I fear much more now since your long travail▪ as you love me, off with these wet things, and put on the suit you left with me before you went to Barbary. Good sir neglect not your health: for upon my experience there's nothing worse for the rheum, than to be drenched in a musty hogshead. Pretty soul! such another speech would have drawn off my legs and arms, as easily as hose and doublet. Had I been Trincalo I'd have sworn th'had cheated. But fie! 'tis base and clownish to suspect, and a gentlewoman's freeness to part with a cast suit. Now to the business. I'll in to my own house, and first bestow Armellina upon Trincalo, then try what can be done for Pandolfo: for 'tis a rule I wont t'observe. First do your own affairs, and next your masters. This word master makes me doubt I am not changed as I should be. But als one, I'll venture, and do something worthy Antonio's name while I have it. WRetched Antonio, hast been preserved so strangely From foreign miseries to be wronged at home? barred from thy house by th'scorns of thine own children? Tick, tock. But stay, there's on knocks boldly, may be some friend. Tick, tock. Dwell you here gentleman? He calls me gentleman. See th'virtue of good clothes: all men salute, Honour, respect and reverence us. Young gentleman, Let me without offence entreat your name, And why you knock. How sirrah Saucebox, my name? Or thou some stranger art, or grossly ignorant That know'st not me. Ha! what art thou that ask'st it? Be not in choler sir. Befits it me, A gentleman of public reputation, To stoop so low as satisfy the questions Of base and earthly pieces like thyself? What art thou? ha? Th'unfortunate possessor of this house. Thou liest base Sycophant, my worship owes it. ' May be my son hath sold it in my absence, Thinking me dead. How long hast called you master? 'Long as Antonio possessed it. Which Antonio? Antonio Anastasio. That Anastasio That drown'd in Barbarie? That Anastasio, That self same man am I: I scaped by swimming, And now return to keep my former promise Of Flavia to Pandolfo; and in exchange, To take Sulpitia to my wife. All this I intended 'fore I went; but sir, if I Can be no other than myself, and you Are that Antonio, you and I are one. How? one with thee? speak such another syllable, And by the terror of this deadly steel, That near saw light, but sent to endless darkness All that durst stand before't: thou diest.
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When this transformed substance of my carcasse Did liue imprison'd in a wanton hogshead, My name was Don Antonio, and that title Preseru'd my life, and chang'd my sute of cloathes. How kindly the good Gentlewoman vs'd me! with what respect and carefull tendernesse! Your worship sit had euer a sickly constitution, and I feare much more now since your long travaile▪ as you loue me, off with these wet things, and put on the sute you left with me before you went to Barbary. Good sir neglect not your health: for vpon my experience there's nothing worse for the rheume, then to bee drench't in a musty hogshead. Pretty soule▪ such another speech would haue drawn off my legges and armes, as easily as hose and doublet. Had I been Trincalo I'de haue sworne th'had cheated. But fy! 'tis base and clownish to suspect, and a gentlewomans freenesse to part with a cast sute. Now to the businesse. I'le in to my owne house, and first bestow Armellina vpon Trincalo, then try what can bee done for Pandolfo: for 'tis a rule I wont t'obserue. First doe your own affaires, and next your masters. This word master makes me doubt I am not chang'd as I should be. But al's one, I'le venter, and doe something worthy Antonio's name while I haue it. WRetched Antonio, hast beene preseru'd so strangely From forraine miseries to be wrong'd at home? Bar'd from thy house by th'scornes of thine owne children? Tick, tock. But stay, there's on knockes boldly, may be somefriend. Tick, tock. Dwell you here gentleman? Hee cals me gentleman. See th'vertue of good cloathes: all men salute, Honour, respect and reverence vs. Yong gentleman, Let me without offence intreate your name, And why you knocke. How sirra Sawce-boxe, my name? Or thou some stranger art, or grossely ignorant That know'st not me. Ha! what art thou that ask'st it? Bee not in choler sir. Befits it me, A gentleman of publicke reputation, To stoope so low as satisfie the questions Of base and earthly peeces like thy selfe? What art thou? ha? Th'vnfortunate possessor of this house. Thou ly'st base Sycophant, my worship owes it. 'May be my sonne hath sold it in my absence, Thinking me dead. How long has't cal'd you master? 'Long as Antonio possest it. Which Antonio? Antonio Anastasio. That Anastasio That drown'd in Barbarie? That Anastasio, That selfe same man am I: I scap'd by swimming, And now returne to keepe my former promise Of Flauia to Pandolfo; and in exchange, To take Sulpitia to my wife. All this I intended'fore I went; but sir, if I Can be noother then my selfe, and you Are that Antonio, you and I are one. How? one with thee? speake such another sillable, And by the terror of this deadly steele, That nere saw light, but sent to endlesse darknesse All that durst stand before't: thou diest.