Udall, Nicholas · published 1568 · first performed or written 1554 [c.1550-1557] (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 479 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Come on then, follow me Mido a little ways. Whether ye shall lead me, I am at all assays. And art thou able to bear a kid on thy back? I am able (I trow) to bear a quarter sack. How say you to this corpse? is it not fat and round? How say ye to these legs? come they not to the ground? And be not here arms able your matter to speed? Be not here likely shoulders to do such a deed? Therefore come master Iacob, if this your doubt be, For bringing home of kids, lay the biggest on me, So that if we make a feast, I may have some part. Yes that shalt thou Mido, right worthy thou art. I Come to see if Iacob be gone a field yet, A little slacking may all our purpose let. But now that he is gone, he will be here at once. Therefore I will call my maid Abra for the nonce, That all thing within may be in a readiness. Abra, where be ye Abra? Here within mistress. Come forth: when? Abra, what Abra I say. anon. Must I call so oft? why come ye not by and by? I was washing my vessel forsooth mistress I. And in very deed, look that all your vessel be clean. There is not one foul piece in all our tent I ween, Then make a great fire, and make ready your pot And see there be plenty of water cold and hot. And see the spit be scoured as clean as any pearl. If this be not quickly done call me noughty girl. Nay, soft, whither away? I have not yet all done. I thought ye would have had me as quick to be gone, As when ye call Abra, ye would have me to come. Than see ye have made ready cloves, mace, and cinnamon pepper and saffron, then set herbs for the pot, We will have the best that by me can be got. And let no foul corner be about all the tent. If ye find any fault, hardly let me be shent. Is there any thing else but that I may go now? Nought, but that when I come I find no fault in you. No I warrant you, I will not let my matters sleep. Any good wench will at her dames bidding take keep. Now God of Abraham, as I trust in thy grace, Send Iacob the blessing in Esau his place. As thou hast ordained right so must all thing be. Perform thine own words lord which thou spak'st to me. Now will I go in to see that mine old husband, May of my secret working nothing understand. Or in case he smell what we have thus far begun, He may think it all for Esau to be done.
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Come on then, folow me Mido a litle wayes. Whether ye ſhall leade me, I am at all aſſayes. And art thou able to beare a kidde on thy backe? I am able (I trowe) to beare a quarter ſacke. How ſay you to this corps? is it not fat and round? How ſay ye to theſe legges? come they not to the ground? And be not here armes able your matter to ſpede? Be not here likely ſhoulders to do ſuch a déede? Therfore come maiſter Iacob, if this your dout be, For bringing home of kiddes, lay the biggeſt on me, So that if we make a feaſt, I may haue ſome parte. Yes that ſhalt thou Mido, right worthy thou art. I Come to ſée if Iacob be gone a fielde yet, A litle ſlacking may all our purpoſe let. But now that he is gone, he will be here at once. Therfore I will call my maide Abra for the nonce, That all thing within may be in a redineſſe. Abra, where be ye Abra? Here within maiſtreſſe. Come forth: when? Abra, what Abra I ſay. Anone. Muſt I call ſo oft? why come ye not by and by? I was waſhing my veſſell forſooth maiſtreſſe I. And in very déede, looke that all your veſſell be clene. There is not one foule péece in all our tent I wene, Then make a great fyre, and make redy your pot And ſée there be plenty of water colde and hotte. And ſée the ſpitte be ſcoured as cleane as any pearle. If this be not quickly done cal me noughtie gyrle. Nay, ſoft, whither away? I haue not yet all done. I thought ye would haue had me as quicke to be gone, As when ye call Abra, ye would haue me to come. Than ſée ye haue made redy cloaues, mace, and ſinamom Peper and ſaſfron, then ſet hearbes for the potte, We will haue the beſt that by me can be got. And let no foule corner be about all the tent. If ye find any fault, hardly let me be ſhent. Is there any thing elſe but that I may go now? Nought, but that when I come I finde no faut in you. No I warrant you, I will not let my matters ſlepe. Any good wenche will at hir dames bidding take kepe. Now God of Abraham, as I truſt in thy grace, Sende Iacob the bliſſing in Eſau his place. As thou haſt ordeyned right ſo muſt all thing be. Performe thine own wordes lord which thou ſpakeſt to me. Now will I go in to ſée that mine olde huſband, May of my ſecrete working nothing vnderſtand. Or in caſe he ſmell what we haue thus farre begonne, He may thinke it all for Eſau to be done.