Udall, Nicholas · published 1566 · first performed or written 1552 [1552-1554(?)] (Annals) comedy unassigned nearest T57 Ships, merchants and pirates · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T57: ship, sea, master, sail, home, money, pisaro, life, ships, till.
I knock your costard if ye offer to strike me. Strikest thou in deed? and I offer but in jest? Yea and rap you again except ye can sit in rest. And I will no longer tarry hear me believe. What wilt thou be angry, and I do thee forgive? Fare thou well scribbler, I cry thee mercy in deed. Fare ye well bibbler, and worthily may ye speed. If it were another but thou, it were a knave. Ye are another yourself sir, the lord us both save, Albeit in this matter I must your pardon crave, Alas would ye wish in me the wit that ye have? But as for my fault I can quickly amend, I will show Custance it was I that did offend. By so doing her anger may be reformed. But if by no entreaty she will be turned, Then set light by her and be as testy as she, And do your force upon her with extremity. Come on therefore let us go home in sadness. That if force shall need all may be in a readiness, And as for this letter hardly let all go, We will know where she refuse you for that or no. IS there any man but I Sym Suresby alone, That would have taken such an enterprise him upon, In such an outrageous tempest as this was. such a dangerous gulf of the sea to pass. I think verily Neptune's mighty godship, Was angry with some that was in our ship, And but for the honesty which in me he found, I think for the other's sake we had been drowned. But fie on that servant which for his masters wealth Will stick for to hazard both his life and his health. My master Gavin Goodluck after me a day Because of the weather, thought best his ship to stay, And now that I have the rough surges so well passed, God grant I may find all things safe here at last. Then will I think all my travail well spent, Now the first point wherefore my master hath me sent Is to salute dame Christian Custance his wife, Espoused: whom he tendereth no less than his life, I must see how it is with her well or wrong, And whether for him she doth not now think long: Then to other friends I have a message or ●way, And then so to return and meet him on the way. Now will I go knock that I may dispatch with speed, But lo forth cometh herself happily in deed. I Come to see if any more stirring be here, But what stranger is this, which death to me appear. I will speak to her: Dame the lord you save and see. What friend Sym Suresby? Forsooth right welcome ye be, How doth mine own Gavin Goodluck▪ I pray the tell? When he knoweth of your health he will be perfect well.
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I knocke your costarde if ye offer to strike me. Strikest thou in déede? and I offer but in iest? Yea and rappe you againe except ye can sit in rest. And I will no longer arie here me beleue. What wilt thou be angry, and I do thée forgeue? Fare thou well scribler, I crie thée mercie in déede. Fare ye well bibbler, and worthily may ye spéede. If it were an other but thou, it were a knaue. Ye are an other your selfe sir, the lorde vs bth saue, Albeit in this matter I must your pardon craue, Alas woulde ye wyshe in m the witte that ye haue? But as for my fault I can quickely amende, I will shewe Custance it was I that did offende. By so doing hir anger may be reformed. But if by no entreatie she will be turned, Then sette lyght by hir and bée as testie as shée, And doe your force vpon hir with extremitie. Come on therefore lette vs go home in sadnesse. That if force shall néede all may be in a readinesse, And as for thys letter hardely let all go, We wyll know where she refuse you for that or no. IS there any man but I Sym Suresby alone, That would haue taken such an enterprise him vpon, In suche an outragious tempest as this was. Suche a daungerous gulfe of the sea to passe. I thinke verily Neptunes mightie godshyp, Was angry with some that was in our shyp, And but for the honestie whiche in me he founde, I thinke for the others sake we had bene drownde. But ye on that seruant which for his maisters wealth Will sticke for to hazarde both his lyfe and his health. My maister Gawyn Goodlucke after me a day Bicause of the weather, thought best hys shyppe to stay, And now that I haue the rough sourges so well past, God graunt I may finde all things safe here at last. Then will I thinke all my trauaile well spent, Nowe the first poynt wherfore my maister hath me sent Is to salute dame Christian Custance his wife, Espoused: whome he tendreth no lesse than his life, I must see how it is with hir well or wreng, And whether for him she doth not now thinke long: Then to other friendes I haue a message or way, And then so to returne and mete him on the way. Now wyll I goe kcke that I may dispatche with spéede, But loe forth commeth hir selfe happily in déede. I Come to sée if any more stirryng be here, But what straunger is this, which deth to me appere▪ I will speake to hir: Dame the lorde you saue and sée. What friende Sym Suresby? Forsoth right welcome ye be, Howe doth mine owne Gawyn Goodlucke▪ I pray the tell? When he knoweth of your health he will be perfect wel.