Udall, Nicholas · published 1568 · first performed or written 1554 [c.1550-1557] (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
WHere are we now become? marry sir here is array, With Esau my master this is a black day. I told you, Esau one day would shit a rag, Have not we well hunted, of blessing to come lag? Nay I thought ever it would come to such a pass, Since he sold his heritage like a very ass. But in faith some of them I dare jeopard a groat, If he may reach them, will have on the petticoat. COme out whores & thieves, come out, come out I say. I told you, did I not? that there would be a fray. Come out little whoreson ape, come out of thy den. Take my life for a penny, whether shall I run? Come out thou little fiend, come out thou skittish Gill. Out alas, alas, Esau will us all kill. And come out thou mother Mab, out old rotten witch, As white as midnight's arsehole, or virgin pitch. Where be ye? come together in a cluster. In faith and these three will make a noble muster. Ere ye escape my fingers, ye shall all be taught. For these be they which have all this against me wrought. I wrought not a stroke this day but led Isaac. If I wrought one stroke today, lay me on the jack. Hence then, get thee in, and do against me no more. I care as much for you now, as I did before. What sayest thou little thief? if I may thee catch, Ye shall run apace then I ween, so God me snatch. Now to go Mido, or thou art caught in a trip, Nay for his sake, Abra, ye shall drink of the whip. Nay for God's love good sweet master Esau, Hurt not me for Mido: speak for me Ragau. Sir spare little Abra, she hath done none evil. A little fiend it is, and will be a right devil, And she is one of them that love not me a deal. If ye let me go, I will love you very weal. And never any more ado against me make? Ragau shallbe surety. Sir I undertake. Then hence out of my sight at once, and get thee in. Adieu, I set not a straw by you nor a pin. What sayest thou thou Tib? once ye shall have a rap. The best end of suretyship is to get a clap, Now come on thou old hag, what shall I say to thee? Say what ye lust, so ye do not touch me. Yes, and make powder of thee, for I dare say, thou, Hast been the cause of all this feast to Esau. No it was Iacobs feast that I did help to dress. Nay I thought such a witch would do such business. But by my truth if I should die incontinent, I knew not of the purpose wherefore it was meant. But wilt thou tell me truth if I do forgive thee?
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WHere are we now become? marie ſyr here is araye, With Eſau my maiſter this is a blacke daye. I told you, Eſau one day woulde ſhite a ragge, Haue not we well hunted, of bleſſing to come lagge? Nay I thought euer it would come to ſuche a paſſe, Since he ſolde his heritage like a very aſſe. But in faith ſome of them I dare ieopard a grote, If he may reache them, will haue on the peticote. COme out whores & theues, come out, come out I ſay. I told you, did I not? that there would be a fray. Come out litle whoreſon ape, come out of thy denne. Take my lyfe for a peny, whether ſhall I renne? Come out thou litle fende, come out thou ſkittiſh Gill. Out alas, alas, Eſau will vs all kill. And come out thou mother Mab, out olde rotten witche, As white as midnightes arſehole, or virgin pitche. Where be ye? come together in a cluſter. In faith and theſe thrée wil make a noble muſter. Ere ye eſcape my fingers, ye ſhall all be tought. For theſe be they which haue all this againſt me wrought. I wrought not a ſtroke this day but led Iſaac. If I wrought one ſtroke to day, lay me on the iacke. Hence then, get thée in, and do againſt me no more. I care as muche for you now, as I did before. What ſayeſt thou litle théefe? if I may thée catche, Ye ſhall runne apace then I wene, ſo God me ſnatche. Now to go Mido, or thou art caught in a trippe, Nay for his ſake, Abra, ye ſhall drinke of the whippe. Nay for Gods loue good ſwéete maiſter Eſau, Hurt not me for Mido: ſpeake for me Ragau. Sir ſpare litle Abra, ſhe hath done none euill. A litle fiende it is, and will be a right deuill, And ſhe is one of them that loue not me a deale. If ye let me go, I will loue you very wele. And neuer any more ado againſt me make? Ragau ſhalbe ſurety. Sir I vndertake. Then hence out of my ſight at once, and get thée in. Adew, I ſet not a ſtrawe by you nor a pinne. What ſaieſt thou thou Ti? once ye ſhal haue a rappe. The beſt ende of ſuretiſhip is to get a clappe, Now come on thou ode heg, what ſhal I ſay to thée? Say what ye luſt, ſo ye do not touche me. Yes, and make powder of thée, for I dare ſay, thou, Haſt bene the cauſe of all this feaſt to Eſau. No it was Iacobs feaſt that I did helpe to dreſſe. Nay I thought ſuch a witche would do ſuch buſineſſe. But by my truth if I ſhould dye incontinent, I knew not of the purpoſe wherfore it was ment. But wilt thou tell me truth if I do forgeue thée?