The Two Merry Milkmaids, or The Best Words Wear the Garland · chunk 41 of 54
Cumber, John · published 1620 · first performed or written 1619 [1619-1620] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) · before the Court T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.80 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
No, no, kissing, I do bristle too much. I'll give thee another Ring. No no, no more Rings, I shall think myself an Alderman, and grow proud then. Come let him alone with it. If you know any Lady that deals in complexion you may do me a kindness to acquaint her that Smirke the servingman is turned a Painter. How now Carolus, how does my Lord? Troth scurvily, as a Lord may do in his case. Why how is't man? Wicked, wicked, extreme wicked, he cannot say his Prayers. Why? is he speechless. What a Pox is that to the purpose, has he made his will. Yes, And in his will he doth will and command that you two shall be whipped, and that he has bequeathed you for your legacy. Let him bestow it upon his friends, we can live without it. But prithee sirrah, tell us the manner of his sickness which was wondrous strange and sudden. Why how should I know more than you, I am none of his Physician. They say but be it spoken in private that a Rat haunts him, is it so? thou canst tell. A Rat, a pox of a Rat, 'zblood I heard otherwise. Well, let's hear what hast thou heard. Marry Sir that the Neopolitan Canker has searched into his bones: and he lies buried in ulcers, stinks so that without perfumes, nobody is able to abide him. But mum mum, not a word of this I speak, it is amongst fellows and friends. 'tis well you do so, for otherwise your legacies would be bestowed upon you, a yard or two of whipcord is no great cost, and the executors would go to the charge, 'zblood what Rascals are you to utter this, you are the inventors of it. Not I by this hand, I heard mine at my Barbers, And I heard mine at the Apothecaries. Why here's the misery of great men, they cannot scape the slanders of their slaves look you yonder goes one of the Doctors, you were best (to be better satisfied) inquire of him. Not I, I love not to be inquisitive. where's any of my Lords Gentlemen there. here's a Leash of us Sir. One of you must instantly take horse, and ride to Doct or Lopez, and bring him hither with all speed that may be: his counsel is wanting, and it concerns your Lords life, therefore make haste, and tell him so to: Tell him the Duke will else be here before him; from whom, if so it happen, he will receive a check. we shall sir, we shall. The Duke, why is the Duke sent for? Yes, & has sent word he will be here immediately. by'r Lady Sir, then 'tis to be thought the dangers more than every Ague brings, & 'twill go hard with him. Why make not you more haste than to the doctors? I make more haste, why does not he or you? ay, why I was not bidden.
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No, no, kissing, I do bristle too much. Ile giue thee another Ring. No no, no more Rings, I shall thinke my selfe an Alderman, and grow proud then. Come let him alone with it. If you know any Ladie that deales in complexion you may doe me a kindnesse to acquaint her that Smirke the seruingman is turn'd a Painter. How now Carolus, how do's my Lord? Troth scuruely, as a Lord may do in his case. Why how i'st man? Wicked, wicked, extreme wicked, he cannot say his Praiers. Why? is he speechlesse. What a Pox is that to the purpose, has he made his will. Yes, And in his will he doth will and command that you two shall be whipt, and that he has bequeathed you for your legacy. Let him bestow it vpon his friends, we can liue without it. But prithee sirrah, tell vs the manner of his sicknes which was wondrous strange and suddaine. Why how shoud I know more then you, I am none of his Phisician. They say but be it spoken in priuate that a Rat hants him, is it so? thou canst tell. A Rat, a pox of a Rat, Zbloud I heard otherwise. Well, lets heare what hast thou heard. Marry Sir that the Neopolitan Canker has searcht into his bones: and he lies buried in vleers, stincks so that without perfumes, nobody is able to abide him. But mum mum, not a word of this I speake, it is amongst fellowes and friends. Tis well you do so, for otherwise your legacies wud be bestowd vpon you, a yard or two of whipcord is no great cost, and the executors wud goe to the charge, Zbloud what Rascalls are you to vtter this, you are the inuenters of it. Not I by this hand, I heard mine at my Barbers, And I heard mine at the Apothecaries. Why heers the misery of great men, they cannot scape the slaunders of their slaues looke you yonder goes one of the Doctors, you were best (to be better satisfied) quier of him. Not I, I loue not to be inquisitue. Wher's any of my Lords Gentlemen there. Heer's a Leash of vs Sir. One of you must instantly take horse, and ride to Doct or Lopez, and bring him hither with all speede that may be: his counsell is wanting, and it concernes your Lords life, therefore make hast, and tell him so to: Tell him the Duke will else be heere before him; from whom, if so it happen, he will receiue a check. we shall sir, we shall. The Duke, why is the Duke sent for? Yes, & has sent word he will be heere immediatly. Ber Lady Sir, then tis to be thought the dangers more then euery Ague brings, & t'will go hard with him. Why make not you more hast then to the doctors? I make more hast, why do's not he or you? I, why I was not bidden.