Udall, Nicholas · published 1568 · first performed or written 1554 [c.1550-1557] (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Yea? how may that be wrought? Yes, yes, let me alone. Ones good old Isaac is blind, and can not see, So that by policy he may beguiled be. I shall devise how, for no ill intent, ne thought, But to bring to pass that I know god will have wrought And I charge you twain, Abra, and little Mido. Nay ye should have set Mido before Abra, trow. For I am a man toward, and so is not she. No but yet I am more woman toward than ye. I charge you both that whatever hath been spoken, Ye do not to any living body open. For my part it shall to nobody uttered be. And slit my tongue, if ever it come out for me: But if any tell, Abra here, will be prattling. For they say, women will ever be clattering. There is none here that prattleth so much as you. No more words, but hence we altogether now, NOw since I last saw mine old father Isaac, Both I do think it long, and he will judge me slack But he cometh forth, I will here listen and see, Whether he shall chance to speak any word of me. On lead me forth Mido, to the bench on this hand, That I may sit me down, for I can not long stand. Here sir this same way, and ye be at the bench now, Where ye may sit down in God's name if please you. I marvel where Esau my son doth become, That he doth now of days visit me so seldom. But it is oft seen whom fathers do best favour, Of them they have lest love again for their labour. I think since I saw him it is a whole week. In faith little Mido I would thou wouldest him seek. Forsooth master Isaac, and I knew it where, It should not be very long ere I would be there. But shall I at adventure go seek where he is? Seek no farther Mido, already here he is. methinketh I have Esau his voice perceived. Ye guess truly father, ye are not deceived. Here he is come now invisible by my soul: For I saw him not till he spoke hard at my poule, Now go thou in Mido, let us two here alone. Sir if ye command me, full quickly I am gone. Yet and if I call thee, see thou be not slack. I come at the first call, good master Isaac. Son Esau. Here father. Is none here but we? None to hearken our talk father, that I do see. Son Esau, why hast thou been from me so long? I cry you mercy father, if I have done wrong. But I am loath to trouble you having nothing To present you withal, nor venison to bring. Son Esau, thou knowest that I do thee love.
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Yea? how may that be wrought? Yes, yes, let me alone. Ones good olde Iſaac is blinde, and can not ſée, So that by policie he maye beguiled bée. I ſhall deuiſe howe, for no yll intent, ne thought, But to bring to paſſe that I know god wil haue wrought And I charge you twaine, Abra, and litle Mido. Nay ye ſhould haue ſet Mido before Abra, trow. For I am a man toward, and ſo is not ſhe. No but yet I am more woman toward than ye. I charge you both that what euer hath hene ſpoken, Ye do not to any liuing body open. For my parte it ſhall to no body vttered be. And ſlit my tongue, if euer it come out for me: But if any tell, Abra here, will be pratling. For they ſay, women will euer be clattering. There is none here that pratleth ſo much as you. No mo words, but hence we altogether now, NOw ſince I laſt ſaw mine olde father Iſaac, Both I do thinke it long, and he will iudge me ſlack But he commeth forth, I will here liſten and ſée, Whether he ſhall chaunce to ſpeake any worde of me. On leade me forth Mido, to the benche on this hand, That I may ſitte me downe, for I can not long ſtand. Here ſyr this ſame way, and ye be at the benche now, Where ye may ſit doune in gods name if pleaſe you. I maruel where Eſau my ſonne doth become, That he doth now of daies viſite me ſo ſeldome. But it is oft ſene whome fathers do beſt fauour, Of them they haue leſt loue againe for their labour. I thinke ſince I ſaw him it is a whole wéeke. In faith litle Mido I would thou wouldeſt him ſéeke. Forſoth maiſter Iſaac, and I knew it where, It ſhould not be very long ere I would be there. But ſhall I at aduenture go ſéeke where he is? Séeke no farther Mido, already here he is. Me thinketh I haue Eſau his voice perceiued. Ye geſſe truly father, ye are not deceiued. Here he is come now inuiſible by my ſoule: For I ſaw him not till he ſpake harde at my poule, Now go thou in Mido, let vs twoo here alone. Sir if ye commaund me, full quickely I am gone. Yet and if I call thée, ſée thou be not ſlacke. I come at the firſt call, good maiſter Iſaac. Sonne Eſau. Here father. Is none here but we? None to herken our talke father, that I doo ſée. Sonne Eſau, why haſt thou bene from me ſo long? I cry you mercy father, if I haue done wrong▪ But I am loth to trouble you hauing nothing To preſent you withall, nor veneſon to bring. Sonne Eſau, thou knoweſt that I do thée loue.