The Two Merry Milkmaids, or The Best Words Wear the Garland · chunk 5 of 54
Cumber, John · published 1620 · first performed or written 1619 [1619-1620] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) · before the Court T41 Household service: masters, doors and po typicality 0.76 · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Your mouth's stopped, is't not? Umh. Why so then, pray God the Wenches have clean Waistcoats. You are resolved then. Resolved! Thou art a Fool Iulia, thou shalt see I will do things beyond credulity. This money should ha' bought Tiffenie and Cobweb Lawn, And what a sin had that been, to nurse Pride, when it may purchase necessary Claret? My Father allows me too little, I find that: And it were not for this good natured Pagan, my Sister, I knew not what to do, unless I should run my head into a commodity of Hemp, and that I must take up at the Gallows too, or else they wonot trust me: yet I might have a Bargain of Crock-Butter, if I could get an Heir to be bound for't, your Country Gentlemen have no maw to't; but your Cockney were the only man, for he would take it up, and 'twere but to make toasts of. Gentlemen all I thank you, your good wills To me (as well as to the Duke your loyalty) Is shown in this your Readiness and Love. He cannot be far off: Pray let your men Keep off the Country People, that do swarm As thick as do the City multitude At sight of any rare Solemnity. Keep back there, keep back, or I'll make your Leather pilches cry twango else: for some of them I am sure I made 'em smoke so, that I feared I had set 'em afire. Foh, some of them have drunk sour Butter milk this morning, mingled with Garlic, which crudden together, makes but a rank smell: and then they have their Christmas Shoes on, their old dancing Pumps, up to the middle Calf, keeps 'em so warm, that here'll'le be a Perfume for the Duke's own nostrils. signior Ranoff, you are well arrived. And you sweet signior— 'Tis very precious hot, I protest I have been cooler under the Line. A Halter you have. I would we might command some Drink here. Nay, and we could entreat it, we were happy: for the serving-men that were wont to be all Mouths, are now all Eyes, they have no other member useful about them. This Lord has a most dulcet situation, pleasant, and profitable, I have seldom seen in Venice a sweeter. Did you not see Sir a swarm of Bees as you passed by? I cannot tell indeed, I did not mark 'em. methought they looked Sir like your people of Hybla. I cannot tell, I never had much conversation with your people of Hybla, my noble Lord. Here's another, a Bird of the same, but a more tame one, something more quiet. Now to hear this jay chatter, and this Owlet hold his peace, but answer him with motion, may serve for a Morris-dance. Your Lordship's jennet in my conceit is a most understanding Beast. Hum.
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Your mouth's stopt, ist not? Vmh. Why so then, pray God the Wenches haue cleane Wastcoats. You are resolu'd then. Resolu'd! Thou art a Foole Iulia, thou shalt see I will doe things beyond credulitie. This money shud ha' bought Tiffenie and Cobweb Lawne, And what a sinne had hat bin, to nurse Pride, when it may purchase necessarie Claret? My Father allowes me too little, I find that: And it were not for this good natur'd Pagan, my Sister, I knew not what to doe, vnlesse I shud run my head into a commoditie of Hempe, and that I must take vp at the Gallowes too, or else they wonnot trust me: yet I might haue a Bargaine of Crock-Butter, if I could get an Heire to be bound for't, your Countrey Gentlemen haue no maw too't; but your Cockney were the only man, for he wud take it vp, and 'twere but to make Tosts of. Gentlemen all I thanke you, your good wills To me (as well as to the Duke your loyaltie) Is showne in this your Readinesse and Loue. He cannot be farre off: Pray let your men Keepe off the Countrey People, that doe swarme As thicke as doe the Citie multitude At sight of any rare Solemnitie. Keepe back there, keepe back, or Ile make your Leather Pelches cry twango else: for some of them I am sure I made 'hem smoake so, that I fear'd I had set 'hem a fire. Foh, some of them haue drunk sowre Butter milke this morning, mingled with Garlicke, which crudden together, makes but a ranke smell: and then they haue their Christmas Shooes on, their old dancing Pumpes, vp to the middle Calfe, keeps 'hem so warme, that here'le be a Perfume for the Dukes owne nosthrills. Seignior Ranoff, you are well arriu'd. And you sweet Seignior—'Tis very precious hot, I protest I haue bin cooler vnder the Line. A Halter you haue. I wud we might command some Drinke here. Nay, and we could intreat it, we were happy: for the Seruingmen that were wont to be all Mouthes, are now all Eyes, they haue no other member vsefull about them. This Lord has a most dulcid situation, pleasant, and profitable, I haue seldome seene in Venice a sweeter. Did you not see Sir a swarme of Bees as you past by? I cannot tell indeed, I did not marke 'hem. Me thought they lookt Sir like your people of Hybla. I cannot tell, I neuer had much conuersation with your people of Hybla, my noble Lord. Here's another, a Bird of the same, but a more tame one, something more quiet. Now to heare this Iay chatter, and this Owlet hold his peace, but answer him with motion, may serue for a Morrisdance. Your Lordships Iennet in my conceit is a most vnderstanding Beast. Hum.