Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Sir you shall see that: will you get you out? Yes, that, that shall correct your boy's tongue, Dare you fight? I will stay here still. O their things are out, help, help for God's sake, Madam; Iesus they foin at one another, Madam, why who is within there? Who breeds this rudeness? This uncivil fellow: He says he comes from sea, where I believe H'as purged away his manners. What of him? Why he will rudely, without once God bless you, Press to your privacies, and no denial Must stand betwixt your person and his business; I let go his ill language. Sir, have you business with me? madam some I have, But not so serious to pawn my life for't: If you keep this quarter, and maintain about you Such Knights o'th' Sun as this is, to defy Men of employment to ye, you may live, But in what some? Pray stay Sir, who h'as wronged you? Wrong me he cannot, though uncivilly He flung his wild words at me: But to you I think he did no honour, to deny The haste I come withal, a passage to you, Though I seem course. Excuse me, gentle sir, 'twas from my knowledge, And shall have no protection. And to you Sir, You have showed more heat than wit, and from yourself Have borrowed power, I never gave you here, To do these wild unmanly things: my house Is no blind street to swagger in: and my favours Not doting yet on your unknown deserts So far, that I should make you Master of my business: My credit yet, stands fairer with the people Then to be tried with swords: And they that come To do me service, must not think to win me With hazard of a murder: If your love Consist in fury, carry it to the Camp, And there in honour of some common mistress, Shorten your youth. I pray be better tempered, And give me leave a while Sir. You must have it. Now Sir, your business? First I thank you for schooling this young fellow, Whom his own follies, which is prone enough Daily to fall into, if you but frown, Shall level him away to his repentance: Next I should rail at you, but you are a woman, And anger lost upon you. Why at me Sir? I never did you wrong, for to my knowledge This is the first sight of you. You have done that, I must confess I have the least curse in, Because the least acquaintance: But there be (If there be honour in the minds of men) Thousands, when they shall know what I deliver, (As all good men must share in't) will to shame Blast your black memory. How is this good Sir? 'tis that, that if you have a soul will choke it: Y'ave killed a Gentleman: I killed a Gentleman?
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Sir you shall see that: will you get you out? Yes, that, that shall correct your boyes tongue, Dare you fight? I will stay here stll. O their things are out, helpe, helpe for Gods sake, Maddam; Iesus they foyne at one another, Maddam, why who is within there? Who breedes this rudenes? This vnciuill sellow: He sayes he comes from sea, where I beleeue H'as purg'd away his manners. What of him? Why he will rudely, without once God blesse you, Presse to your priuacies, and no deall Must stand betwixt your person and his businesse; I let goe his ill language. Sir, haue you usinesse with me? Maddame some I haue, But not so serious to my life for't: If you keepe this quater, and maintaine about you Such Knights o'th Sun this is, to defie Men of yee, you may liue, But in what some? Pray stay Sir, who h'as wrong'd you? Wrong me he cannot, though vnciuilly He his wilde words at me: But to you I thinke he did no honour, to deny The haste I come withall, a passage to you, Though I seeme course. Excuse me, gentle , twas from my knowledge, And shall haue no protection. And to you Sir, You haue shewed more heat then wit, and from your selfe Haue borrowed power, I neuer gaue you here, To doe these wilde vnmanly things: my house Is no blinde streete to swagger in: and my fauours Not doting yet on your vnknowne deserts So farre, that I should make you Master of my businesse: My credit yet, stands fayrer with the people Then to be tryed with swords: And they that come To doe meseruice, must not thinke to winne me VVith hazard of a murther: If your loue Consist in fury, carry it to the Campe, And there in honour of some common mistres, Shorten your youth. I pray be better temperd, And giue me leaue a while Sir. You must haue it. Now Sir, your businesse? First I thanke you for schooling this young fellow, VVhom his owne follies, vvhich is prone inough Daily to fall into, if you but frowne, Shall leuell him away to his repentance: Next I should rayle at you, but you are a vvoman, And anger lost vpon you. VVhy at me Sir? I neuer did you vvrong, for to my knowlege This is the first sight of you. You haue done that, I must confesse I haue the least curse in, Because the least acquaintance: But there be (If there be honour in the mindes of men) Thousands, when they shall know what I deliuer, (As all good men must share ) will to sham Blast your blacke memory. How is this good Sir? Tis that, that if you haue a soule vvill choake it: Y'aue kild a Gentleman: I kild a Gentleman?