Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.
As little as to the tother. If you find any stirring, do but say so. Sir you are too bounteous, when I find that itching, you shall assuage it Sir before another: this only, and farewell Sir. Your brother when the storm was most extreme, told all about him, he left a will, which lies close behind a chimney in the matted chamber: and so as well Sir, as you have made me able, I take my leave. Let us embrace him all: if you grow dry before you end your business, pray take a bait here, I have a fresh hogshead for you. You shall neither will nor choose sir. My Master is a wonderful fine Gentleman has a fine state, a very fine state Sir, I am his steward Sir, and his man. Would you were your own Sir, as I left you. Well I must cast about, or all sinks. Farewell Gentleman, Gentleman. Gentleman. What would you with me Sir? Farewell Gentleman. O sleep Sir, sleep. Well boys, you see what's fallen, let's in and drink, and give thanks for it. Let's give thanks for't. Drunk as I live. Drunk as I live boys. Why now thou art able to discharge thine office, and cast up a reckoning of some weight; I will be knighted, for my state will bear it, 'tis sixteen hundred boys: off with your husks, I'll skin you all in satin. O sweet Lovelesse! All in satin? O sweet Lovelesse. March in my Noble compeers: and this my Countess shall be led by two: and so proceed we to the will. And Widow, as I say be your own friend: your husband left you wealthy, I and wise, continue so sweet duck, continue so. Take heed of young smooth varlets, younger brothers, they are worms that will eat through your bags: they are very lightning, that with a slash or two will melt your money, and never sing your purse strings: they are colts, wench, colts, heady and dangerous, till we take 'em up, and make 'em fit for bonds; look upon me, I have had, and have yet matter of moment girl, matter of moment; you may meet with a worse back, I'll not commend it. Nor I neither Sir. Yet thus far by your favour widow, 'tis tough. And therefore not for my diet, for I love a tender one. Sweet widow leave your frumps, and be edified: you know my state, I sell no Perspectives, scarves, Gloves, nor Hangers, nor put my trust in shoe-ties: and where your husband in an age was rising by burnt figs, dredged with meal and powdered sugar, sanders and grains, wormseed and rotten reasons, and such vile tobacco, that made the footmen mangy; I in a year have put up hundreds enclosed, my widow, those pleasant meadows, by a forfeit mortgage: for which the poor Knight takes alone chamber, owes for his Ale, and dare nor beat his Hostess: nay more—
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As little as to the tother. If you finde any stirring, doe but say so. Sir you are too bounteous, when I finde that itching, you shall asswage it Sir before another: this onely, and farewell Sir. Your brother when the storm was most extream, told all about him, he left a will, which lies close behinde a chimney in the matted chamber: and so as well Sir, as you haue made me able, I take my leaue. Let vs imbrace him all: if you grow drie before you d your businesse, praye take a baite heere, I haue a fresh hogshead for you. You shall neither will nor choose sir. My Master is a wonderfull fine Gentleman has a fine state, a very sine state Sir, I am his steward Sir, and his man. VVould you were your owne Sir, as I left you. VVell I must cast about, or all sinks. Farewell Gentleman, Gentleman. Gentleman. VVhat would you with me Sir? Farewell Gentleman. O sleepe Sir, sleepe. Well boies, you see whats falne, lets in and drinke, and giue thankes for it. Let's giue thanks for't. Drunke as I liue. Drunke as I liue boyes. Why now thou art able to discharge thine office, and cast vp a reckoning of some waight; I will bee knighted, for my state wil beare it, 'tis sixteene hundred boies: off with your husks, Ile skin you all in sattin. O sweet Louelesse! All in sattin? O sweet Louelesse. March in my Noble Compeeres: and this my Countesse shall be led by two: and so proceed we to the will. And Widdow, as I say be your owne friend: your husband left you wealthy, I and wise, continue so sweet duck, continue so. Take heede of young smooth varlets, younger brothers, they are wormes that will eate through your bags: they are very lightning, that with a slash or two will melt your money, and neuer singe your purse strings: they are colts, wench, colts, headdy and dangerous, till we take vm vp, and make vm fit for bonds; looke vpon mee, I haue had, and haue yet matter of moment gyrle, matter of moment; you may meete with a worse backe, Ile not commend it. Nor I neither Sir. Yet thus farre by your fauour vviddow, 'tis tuffe. And therefore not for my dyet, for I loue a tender one. Sweet widdow leaue your frumps, and bee edified: you know my state, I sell no Perspectiues, Scarses, Gloues, nor Hangers, nor put my trust in Shoo-ties: and where your husband in an age was rising by burnt figs, dreg'd with meale and powdered sugar, saunders and graines, wormeseed and rotten reasons, and such vile tobacco, that made the foot-men mangie; I in a yeere haue put vp hundreds incios'd, my widdow, those pleasant meadowes, by a forfeit morgage: for which the poore Knight takes a lone chamber, owes for his Ale, and dare nor beat his Hostesse: nay more —