Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Sir, we do come from among the Brewhouses in Saint Katherine's, that's true, there you have smoked us (the Dock comfort your nostrils,) and we may have lived in a mist there, and so missed our purpose; but for mine own part I have brought my properties with me to express what I am; the keys of my calling hung here at my girdle, and this the Register book of my function shows me no less than a Clerk at all points, and a Brewer's Clerk, and a Brewer's head Clarke. A man of account sir! I cry you mercy. I sir, I knew him a fine Merchant, a merchant of Hops, till all hoped into the water. Not more of that, what I have been, I have been; what I am, I am: I Peter Notch, Clerk, hearing the Christmas invention was drawn dry at Court; and that neither the KING'S Poet, nor his Architect had wherewithal left to entertain so much as a Baboon of quality, nor scarce the Welsh Ambassador if he should come there: Out of my allegiance, to wit, drew in some other friends that have as it were presumed out of their own naturals, to fill up the vacuum with some pretty presentation, which we have addressed, and conveyed hither in a Lighter at the general charge, and landed at the back door of the Buttery, through my neighbour Slug's credit there. A poor Lighter-man sir, one that hath had the honour sometimes to lay in the King's beer there; and I assure you I heard it in no worse place than the very Buttery, for a certain, there would be no Masque, and from such as could command a jack of beer, two, or three. Dat is all true, exceeding true, de inventors be barren, lost, two, dre, vour mile, I know that from my selven; they have ting ting deir own, but dat they take urom de eared, or de zoea, or de heaven, or de hell, or de rest van de veir Clementen, de place a, dat be so common as de vench in de Bordello. Now me would bring in some dainty ting dat never was, nor never shall be in de rebus natura; dat has neder van de materia, nor de forma, nor de hoffen, nor de voote, but a mera devisa of de brain— Heyda! what Hans Flutter kin is this? what Dutchman does build or frame Castles in the Air? He is no Dutch man sir, he is a Britain borne, but hath learned to misuse his own tongue in travel, and now speaks all languages in ill English; a rare Artist he is sir, and a Projector of Masques. His Project in ours is, that we should all come from the three dancing Bears in Saint Katherine's (you may hap know it sir) hard by where the Priest fell in, which Alehouse is kept by a distressed Lady; whose name (for the honour of Knighthood) will not be known; yet she is come in person here Errand, to fill up the adventure with her two women that draw drink under her, Gentlewomen borne all three, I assure you.
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Sir, we doe come from among the Brewhouſes in Saint Katherines, that's true, there you have ſmoak'd us (the Docke comfort your noſthrills,) and we may have lived in a miſt there, and ſo miſt our purpoſe; but for mine owne part I have brought my properties with me to expreſſe what I am; the keyes of my calling hang here at my girdle, and this the Regiſter booke of my function ſhewes mee no leſſe then a Clarke at all points, and a Brewers Clarke, and a Brewers head Clarke. A man of accompt ſir! I cry you mercie. I ſir, I knew him a fine Merchant, a merchant of Hops, till all hopt into the water. No more of that, what I have beene, I have beene; what I am, I am: I Peter Notch, Clarke, hearing the Chriſtmas invention was drawne drie at Court; and that neither the KINGS Poet, nor his Architect had wherewithall left to entertaine ſo much as a Baboone of quality, nor ſcarce the Welſh Embaſſadour if hee ſhould come there: Out of my allegiance, to wit, drew in ſome other friends that have as it were preſumed out of their own naturalls, to fill up the vacuum with ſome pretty preſentation, which we have addreſſed, and conveighed hither in a Lighter at the generall charge, and landed at the backe doore of the Buttery, through my neighbour Slug's credit there. A poore Lighter-man ſir, one that hath had the honour ſometimes to lay in the Kings beere there; and I aſſure you I heard it in no worſe place then the very Buttry, for a certaine, there would bee no Maſque, and from ſuch as could command a jacke of beere, two, or three. Dat is all true, exceeding true, de inventors be barren, loſt, two, dre, vour mile, I know that from my ſelven; dey have no ting, no ting van deir owne, but dat dey take vrom de eard, or de zea, or de heaven, or de hell, or de reſt van de veir Clementen, de place a, dat be ſo common as de vench in de Burdello. Now me would bring in ſome dainty new ting, dat never was, nor never ſall be in de rebus natura; dat has neder van de materia, nor de forma, nor de hoffen, nor de voote, but a mera deviſa of de braine— Hey-da! what Hans Flutter kin is this? what Dutchman doe's build or frame Caſtles in the Aire? He is no Dutch man ſir, he is a Brittaine borne, but hath learn'd to miſuſe his owne tongue in travell, and now ſpeakes all languages in ill Engliſh; a rare Artiſt he is ſir, and a Projector of Maſques. His Project in ours is, that we ſhould all come from the three dancing Beares in Saint Katherines (you may hap know it ſir) hard by where the Prieſt fell in, which Alehouſe is kept by a diſtreſſed Lady; whoſe name (for the honour of Knighthood) will not bee knowne; yet ſhe is come in perſon here Errant, to fill up the adventure with her two women that draw drinke under her, Gentlewomen borne all three, I aſſure you.