Like Will to Like (Quoth the Devil to the Collier) · chunk 10 of 23
Fulwell, Ulpian · published 1587 · first performed or written 1568 [1562-1568] (Annals) moral unassigned nearest T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
Now so God help me thou art a pretty fellow Haunce, A clean legged gentleman, and as proper a prance. As any I know between this and France. Yes by by God ich cud once dance, I speak of no dancing little belied Haunce: But seeing thou sayst thou canst so well dance. Let me see where thou canst dance lively: Tha than that ca ca can ich do full trimly. Rise again Haunce thou hadst almost got a fall: But thou dancest trimly legs and all. Body of me haunce how doth thy belly canst thou tell? By the mass he hath berayed his breeches methink by the smell. I will help thee up Haunce give me thy hand, By by mass ch ch. was almost down I think verily, Wast thou almost down haunce? so think I. But thou art sick methink by thy groaning, He groans like a bear when he is a moaning. Hark how his head aches and his pulses do beat: I think he will be hanged his belly is so great. Go go God a mercy Tom with all my heart: If thou canst not leap Haunce, let me see thee drink a quart. And get thee out abroad into the air: Tush he had more need to keep his chair. Sit down Haunce and thou shalt see anon: Philip fleming will come and fetch thee home. I pray thee Tom tosspot is this one of thy men? He is a companion of mine now and then. By the faith of my body such Carpenter such chips, And as the wise man saith, such letice such lips. For like master like men, like tutor like Scholar, And like will to like, quoth the devil to the collier. There is no remedy for it must needs so be, Like will to like you may believe me. Lo where Philip Fleming cometh even in pudding time: He bringeth in his hand either good ale or else good wine. Troll the bowl and drink to me, and troll the bowl again a: And put a brown tossed in the pot, for Philip Flemming/s brain a. And I shall toss it to and fro, even round about the house a: Good hostess now let it be so I brinks them all carouse a. Marry here is a pot of nappy good Ale, As pure as Crystal pure and stale. Now a Crab in the fire were worth a good groat: That I might quaff with my captain Tom tospot. What? I can no sooner wish, but by and by have: God save mine eye sight methink I see a knave. what Captain how goeth the world with you? Why now I see the old proverb to be true: Like will to like both with Christian turk and iew. Marry Philip even as I was wont to do. Rafe Roister told me I should find Haunce here, where is he that he doth not appear?
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¶ Now so God help me thou art a pritty felowe Haunce, A clene legged gentleman, and as proper a praunce. As any I know between this and Fraunce. ‡ Yes by by God ich cud once daunce, ‡ I speak of no dauncing little belied Haunce: But seing thou saist thou canst so wel daunce. Let me see where thou canst daunce liuely: ‡ Tha tha that ca ca can ich doo ful trimly. ¶ Rise again Haunce thou hadst almost got a fall: But thou dauncest trimly leggs and all. Body of me haunce how dooth thy belly canst thou tel? By the masse he hath be raid his breeches me think by ye smell. ‡ I wil help thee vp Haunce giue me thy hand, ‡ By by mas ch ch ch was almost down I think verily, ‡ Wast thou almost down haunce? so think I. But thou art sick me think by thy groning, He grones like a beare when he is a moning. Hark how his head akes and his pulses doo beat: I think he wil be hanged his belly is so great. ‡ Go go God a mercy Tom with all my hart: ‡ If thou canst not leap Haunce, let me see thee drink a quart. And get thee out abroad into the aire: ‡ Tush he had more need to keep his chaire. Sit down Haunce and thou shalt see anon: Philip fleming wil come and fetch thee home. ‡ I pray thee Tom tospot is this one of thy men? ‡ He is a companion of mine now and then. ‡ By the faith of my body such Carpenter such chips, And as the wise man saith, such letice such lips. For like maister like men, like tutor like Scholer, And like wil to like, quoth the deuil to the Colier. ‡ There is no remedy for it must needs so be, Like wil to like you may beleeue me. ¶ Loe where Phillip Fleming commeth euen in pudding time: ‡ He bringeth in his hand either good ale or els good wine. Troll the bole and drink to me, and troll the bole again a: And put a browne tost in the pot, for Phillip Flemmings brain a. And I shall tosse it to and fro, euen round about the house a: Good hostice now let it be so I brinks them all carous a. ‡ Mary heer is a pot of nappy good Ale, As pure as Christall pure and stale. Now a Crab in the fire were woorth a good grote: That I might quasse with my captain Tom tospot. What? I can no sooner wish, but by and by haue: God saue mine eye sight me think I see a knaue. what Captain how goeth the world with you? ¶ Why now I see the olde prouerb to be true: Like wil to like both with Christian turk and iew. ¶ Mary Phillip euen as I was wunt to doo. ¶ Rafe Roister tolde me I should finde Haunce heere, where is he that he dooth not appeere?