Technogamia, or The Marriages of the Arts · chunk 18 of 64
Holyday, Barten · published 1618 · first performed or written 1618 [Feb 13] (Annals) comedy · at University unassigned nearest T55 Fairies, fairy queens and enchanted desi · 524 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T55: fairy, fairies, oberon, mopsus, queen, land, grace, babylon, mab, thestylis.
The broad eye of the Heavens still attend you Sir. And grant that the sweet Fairies may nightly put money in your shoes Sir. And sweep your house clean Sir. And make you the rich husband of many wives. And the blessed father of many children. The gods of the night send you happy dreams. And that you may never pare your nails upon a Friday. And that the horse-shoe may never be pulled from your threshold. And that your Stables may be always free from the queen of the Goblins. That your nose may never bleed only three drops at a time. That a yellow Death-mould may never appear upon your hand, or any part of your body. That you may never stumble at your going out in the morning. That you may— Be rid of you Varlets. What Egyptian darkness has seized upon your faces? we are indeed from Egypt-land, and't please your good vrship: Brother, by the Ruffian, I think this is a quire cove, he cuts such quire whidds: Good Sir, if you be a Gentry cove, vouchsafe some small Win or but a Make, for we have neither Lower, nor Libbeg, nor Libkin. No by Salomon, unless it be Strommell sometimes in a Skipper; we had rather Maund than Mill to keep us from Trining. Good Gentry cove vouchsafe us a little Lower, or some old duds, as a Castir or a Commission. Marry if I had a Commission, I knew what to do with you. Ah, your good vrship, to cover our Quarommes, that our wants may not drive us to the Chates— let me see your Famble good Master. My Famble Villain? This is almost as bad as the language of Logicus. Ah your good vrship! it is the Gypsy language: the vrship of the gods bless your fair glaziers, and look out with your merciful eyen. Gentle Ruler of this place, if so you be, vouchsafe to favour us in the way of truth for the God's cause. Somewhat towards a meals meat, Well and Wisely bestow upon us, and the Go-ads reward you for't. Ah good Master well and wisely, give me but an old sheet against the cold, or an old Petticoat or smock of my Mistress's (Heaven save her life) for my poor Doxy. Good Sir give but a cup of your best drink well and wisely. The gods save the King and his Counsel, and the governors of this place; you shall have a fair wife Master, and many children. Ha! a fair wife and many children? how know'st thou that? what's thy name? Physiognomus, good Master. And thine? Cheiromantes, and't like your good vrship. Physiognomus, and Cheiromantes? Why what can you do? We can tell the will of the heavens good Master; we can tell your fortune, Master. We can tell the will of the heavens good Master; we can tell your fortune, Master. My fortune? why what's my fortune? You shall have a very fair wife. Shall have? thou mean'st, Would have. No History ever made mention of so fair a one; she shall be as beautiful as the Stars.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
The broad eye of the Heauens ſtill attend you Sir. And grant that the ſweet Fairies may nightly put money in your ſhooes Sir. And ſweepe your houſe cleane Sir. And make you the rich husband of many wiues. And the bleſt father of many children. The gods of the night ſend you happy dreames. And that you may neuer pare your nailes vpon a Friday. And that the horſe-ſhoo may neuer bee pul'd from your threſhold. And that your Stables may bee alwaies free from the queene of the Goblins. That your noſe may neuer bleed only three drops at a time. That a yellow Death-mould may neuer appeare vpon your hand, or any part of your body. That you may neuer ſtumble at your going out in the morning. That you may— Be ridde of you Varlets. What Aegyptian darknes has ſeaz'd vpon your faces? Wee are indeed from Aegypt-land, and't pleaſe your good vrſhip: Brother, by the Ruffian, I thinke this is a quier coue, he cuts ſuch quier whidds: Good Sir, if you be a Gentry coue, vouchſafe ſome ſmall Win or but a Make, for wee haue neither Lowre, nor Libbeg, nor Libkin. No by Salomon, vnleſſe it be Strommell ſometimes in a Skipper; wee had rather Mawnd then Mill to keepe vs from Trining. Good Gentry coue vouchſafe vs a little Lowre, or ſome old Duddes, as a Caſtir or a Commiſsion. Marry if I had a Commiſſion▪ I knew what to doe with you. Ah, your good vrſhip, to couer our Quarommes, that our wants may not driue vs to the Chates — let me ſee your Famble good Maſter. My Famble Villaine? This is almoſt as bad as the language of Logicus. Ah your good vrſhip! it is the Gypſy language: the vrſhip of the gods bleſſe your faire Glaſiers, and looke out with your mercifull eyne. Gentle Ruler of this place, if ſo you be, vouchſafe to fauour vs in the way of truth for the gods cauſe. Somewhat towards a meales meate, Well and Wiſely beſtow vpon vs, and the Go-ads reward you for't. Ah good Maſter well and wiſely, giue mee but an old ſheete againſt the cold, or an old Petticoat or ſmocke of my Miſtres's (Heauen ſaue her life) for my poore Doxy. Good Sir giue but a cuppe of your beſt drinke well and wiſely. The gods ſaue the King and his Counſell, and the gouernours of this place; you ſhall haue a faire wife Maſter, and many children. Ha! a faire wife and many children? how know'ſt thou that? what's thy name? Phyſiognomus, good Maſter. And thine? Cheiromantes, and't like your good vrſhip. Phyſiognomus, and Cheiromantes? Why what can you doe? We can tell the will of the Heauens good Maſter; we can tell your fortune, Maſter. We can tell the will of the Heauens good Maſter; we can tell your fortune, Maſter. My fortune? why what's my fortune? You ſhall haue a very faire wife. Shall haue? thou mean'ſt, Would haue. No Hiſtorie euer made mention of ſo faire a one; ſhe ſhall be as beautifull as the Starres.