The Two Merry Milkmaids, or The Best Words Wear the Garland · chunk 27 of 54
Cumber, John · published 1620 · first performed or written 1619 [1619-1620] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) · before the Court T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions typicality 0.74 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
Why do you leave him? To comfort you that have more need of it, For he sits up and laughs at misery, With hope to out live it, which is fortitude Fitting a noble spirit. Fortune my foe why dost thou frown on me, &c. A good voice is a perpetual comfort to a man, he shall be sure he cannot want a Trade. Yonder's Madam Iulia, and the Italian Doctor administering, they look like a couple of Tragedians in the fourth Act, out of countenance. Right Worshipful, Charitable, most Bountiful and well disposed, please you to look upon the Estate of a poor decayed Lord, blown out of the bosom of good Fortune, unto the back side of men's Bounties, from whence a sweet gale of good will may arise to blow me out of the dead sea of want and despair, into the happy Haven of good harbour, where I may lie at rest from hunger and cold, bound unto you in the beadroll of benevolence, which howsoever small a pittance it shall be, in this ebb of adversity, it shallbe returned treble to you again in the next tide of prosperity— Sweet madam, Why here' is the right fashion of the world, To turn the backside to a man that has no money? They are gone to wash away grief in salt water, I mean to drown it in good Claret. O courteous fortune that hath send me a Companion. Smirke, how dost thou chicken? come hold up thy head, And let's see the dismality of thy Countenance, The doleful dumps that therein do appear, The Knobbles of adversity and Fate. Hum.— Oh, Oh. What o? where lies the Cramp? Oh, Oh. With that the moody squire thumped his breast, And reared his eyes to heaven for revenge. Speak sweet Ieronimo. First take my tongue, and afterward my heart. Good both being out, now let us have the Story. Kicked with disgrace, and turned out of the Court Both to the guard and black guard made a sport. Excellent Smirke. To Laundresses and Lackeys made a scorn, And to all other people quite for lorne. One, rhyme more, and I will crown thee Fennar Lawriate. The Carters, Colliers, and the Carriers cursed me The Porters pulled me, and the Pages pursed me. Why this 'tis to be a squire Smirke before your time And your boy to be a Gentleman before you have him. O that I had been so happy to have lived and cleave wood i'the country, preached at the Buttery bar unto the Ploughman, and there have used my authority in Folio, when all the servants of the house should be drunk at midnight, Cum Privilegio. ay, those were certain days, but what wilt thou do now? Learn to wind whipcord, and go hang myself. But where didst thou leave my father? I left him condoling with two or three of his friends At the sign of the Lamentation.
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Why doe you leaue him? To comfort you that haue more need of it, For he sits vp and laughs at miserie, With hope to out liue it, which is fortitude Fitting a noble spirit. Fortune my foe why dost thou frowne on me, &c. A good voyce is a perpetuall comfort to a man, he shall be sure he cannot want a Trade. Yonder's Madam Iulia, and the Italian Doctor administring, they looke like a couple of Tragedians in the fourth Act, out of conntenance. Right Worshipfull, Charitable, most Bountifull and well disposed, please you to looke vpon the Estate of a poore decayed Lord, blowne out of the bosome of good Fortune, vnto the backe side of mens Bounties, from whence a sweete gale of good will may arise to blow mee out of the dead sea of want and despaire, into the happy Hauen of good harbor, where I may lie at rest from hunger and cold, bound vnto you in the bed-rolle of beneuolence, which howsoeuer small a pittance it shall be, in this ebbe of aduersitie, it shalbe returned treble to you againe in the next tyde of prosperitie—Sweet Madame, Why here 'is the right fashion of the world, To turne the backside to a man that has no money? They are gone to wash away griefe in salt water, I meane to drowne it in good Claret. O curteous fortune that hath sennt me a Companion. Smirke, how dost thou chicken? come hold vp thy head, And let's see the dismalitie of thy Countenance, The dolefull dumps that therein do appeare, The Knobbles of aduersitie and Fate. Hum.— Oh, Oh. What Oh? where lies the Crampe? Oh, Oh. With that the moody squire thumpt his breast, And rear'd his eyes to heauen for reuenge. Speake sweet Ieronimo. First take my tongue, and afterward my heart. Good both being out, now let vs haue the Story. Kickt with disgrace, and turn'd out of the Court Both to the guard and blacke guard made a sport. Excellent Smirke. To Landresses and Lackies made a scorne, And to all other people quite for lorne. One, rime more, and I will crowne thee Fennar Lawriate. The Carters, Colliers, and the Carriers curst me The Porters puld me, and the Pages pur me. Why this tis to be a squire Smirke before your time And your boy to be a Gentleman before you haue him. O that I had bin so happy to haue liu'd and clefe wood i'the countrey, preacht at the Buttery barre vnto the Ploughmen, and there haue vsde my authoritie in Folio, when all the seruants of the house shud be drunke at midnight, Cum Priuilegio. I, those were certaine dayes, but what wut thou do now? Learne to winde whipcord, and go hang my selfe. But where didst thou leaue my father? I left him condoling with two or three of his friends At the signe of the Lamentation.