Wever, R. · published 1565 · first performed or written 1550 [1547-1553] (Annals) moral unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 533 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
what, are those fellows so curious That yourself you can not excuse? I will teach you the matter to convey Do what your own lust, and say as they say And if you be reproved with your own affinity Bid them pluck the beam out of there own eye The old popish priests mock and despise And the ignorant people that believe their lies Call them papists, hypocrites, & joining of the plough. Far out the matter, and then good enough. Let your book at your girdle be tied, Or else in your bosom that he may be spied, And then it will be said both with youth and age yonder fellow hath an excellent knowledge. tush tush, I could so bear the bush, that all should be flusshe. that ever I did. Now by my troth you are merrily disposed Let us go thither as you think best. How say you, shall we go to breakfast will you go to the pie feast. Or by the mass if thou wilt be my gest It shall cost the nothing, I have a furny card in a place, that will bare aturne besides the ace, She puruyes now a pace, For mi coming And if thou wilt fybbere as well as I. we shall have merry company, And I warrant 〈◊〉 we have not a pie we shall have a pudding. By the mass that meat I love above all thing: you may draw me a bout the town with a puddynge: Then you shall see cunning. A poor shift for a living. Amongst poor men used is, The kind heart of hers, Hyth eased my purse, Many a time ere this I marvel greatly where friendship is, He promised to meet me here ear this time I beshrew his heart that this promise doth miss, And then be ye sure it shall not be mine yes fellowship that it shallbe thine For I have tarried here this our or twain, And this honest gentleman in mi company hath been To abide your coming. this thing is plain By the mass if you chide. I will be gone again For in faith friendship, I may say to the I love not to be there, where chyders be No God it knoweth, you are as full of honesty As a marry bone is full of honey But sirrah, I pray you bid this gentleman welcome For he is desirous in your company to come, I tell you he is a man of the right making And one that hath excellent learning At his girdle he hath such a book That the popish priests dare not in him look This is a fellow for the nonce. I love him the better by gods precious bones, you are heartily welcome as I may say I shall desire you of better acquaintance That of your company be bold I may you may be sure if in me it lie, To do you pleasure, you should it find For by the mass I love you, both with heart and mind. To say the same to you, your gentleness doth me bind And I thank you heartily for your kindness
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what, are those felowes so curious That your selfe you can not excuse? I wyll teache you the matter to conuey Do what your owne lust, and saye as they say And if you be reproued wyth your owne affynytye Byd them plucke the beame out of there owne eye The olde popysh priestes mocke and despyse And the ignoraunt people that beleue theyr lyes Call them papistes, hipocrites, & ioynyng of the plough. Fare out the matter, and then good ynough. Let your boke at your gyrdle be tyed, Or els in your bosome that he may be spyed, And then it wil be sayd both wyth youth and age yonder felow hath an excellent knowledge. tushe tushe, I could so beare the busshe, that all should be flusshe. that euer I did. Now by my trouth you are meryly disposed Let vs go thether as you thenke best. How say you, shall we go to breakefast will you go to the pye feast. Or by the masse if thou wilt be my gest It shal cost the nothyng, I haue a furny carde in a place, that wyll bare aturne besides the ace, She puruyes now a pace, For mi commynge And if thou wylt fybbere as well as I. we shall haue mery company, And I warrant we haue not a pye we shall haue a pudding. By the masse that meate I loue aboue all thynge: you may draw me a bout the towne wt a puddynge: Then you shall se cunnyng. A poore shyft for a liuing. Amongest poore men vsed is, The kynde hart of hyrs, Hyth eased my purse, Many a tyme ere thys I meruayle greatly where frendshyp is, He promised to mete me here eare thys tyme I beshrew his hart that thys promys doth mys, And then be ye sure it shall not be mine yes feloshyp that it shalbe thine For I haue taryed here thys oure or twayne, And this honest gentylman in mi company hath ben To abyde your commyng. thys thing is playne By the masse if you chyde. I will be gon agayne For in fayth frendshyp, I mai saye to the I loue not to be there, where chyders be No God it knoweth, you are as ful of honesty As a mary bone is full of honey But syrra, I pray you bid thys gentelman welcome For he is desirous in your company to come, I tel you he is a man of the right makyng And one that hath excellent learnyng At hys gyrdle he hath such a boke That the popysshe priestes dare not in hym loke This is a felow for the nones. I loue hym the better by gods precious bones, you are hartele welcome as I maye saye I shal desyre you of better acquaintaunce That of your company be bolde I maye you may be sure yf in me it lye, To do you pleasure, you shoulde it fynd For by the masse I loue you, both wyth hart and mynde. To saye the same to you, your gētlenes doth me binde And I thanke you hertely for your kyndnes