Udall, Nicholas · published 1568 · first performed or written 1554 [c.1550-1557] (Annals) biblical play unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
But the same to do were not thyself content? There is no man to blame for it but thine own self. Yea mother, see that ye hold with that mopish elf. It is your dainty darling, your princock, your golpol, He can never be praised enough of your soul, He must ever be extolled above the Moon, It is never amiss that he hath said or done. I would he were rocked or dandled in your lap: Or I would with this falchion I might give him pap. I marvel why ye should so love him, and me not? Ye groaned as well for the one as tother I wot. But Iacob must be advanced in any wise: But I shall one day handle him of the new guise. Both on thy father's blessing and mine I charge thee, That thy soul intend never such iniquity, Beware by the example of Cain I thee read, That thou bring not the Lords curse upon thy head. And what should I take all this wrong at Iacobs hand? Forgive, and the Lord shall prosper thee on the land. My son Esau hear me, I am thy mother: For my sake let pass this grudge against thy brother. Sir, your mother's request is but reasonable, Which for you to grant shall be much commendable. Mother, though it be a great thing that ye require: Yet must all malice pass at your desire. And for your cause mother, this mine anger shall slake. I thank thee my son, that thou dost it for my sake For your sake with Iacob I will be at accord. And shall I call thy father to be as record? As pleaseth you mother, I can be well content. Then will I go call him hither incontinent. And where he doth already love thee very well, This will make him to love thee better a great deal. Truly sir, this is of you a right gentle part: At least if it come from the bottom of your heart. It must now be thus, but when I shall Iacob find, I shall then do, as God shall put into my mind. He hath at my word remitted all his quarrel. Forsooth I love him the better a great deal. And if he be here, I would commend his doing. All priest here father to tarry on your coming. Son Esau, thou hast thyself well acquitted. That all quarrel to Iacob thou hast remitted. It was the lords pleasure that it should thus be, Against whose ordinance to stand is not for thee: But now to the intent it may please the Lord, To knit your hearts one day in a perfect concord, We shall first in a song give laud unto his name, And than with all gladness, within confirm the same. As ye think best dear husband I agree thereto. Me ye may command to what ye will have me to do: And so may ye do also Ragau my man.
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But the ſame to do were not thy ſelfe content? There is no man to blame for it but thine owne ſelfe. Yea mother, ſée that ye holde with that mopiſhe elfe. It is your deinty dearlyng, your princkoxe, your golpoll, He can neuer be praiſed enough of your ſoule, He muſt euer be extolled aboue the Moone, It is neuer amiſſe that he hath ſaid or done. I would he were rocked or dandled in your lappe: Or I would with this fauchon I might geue him pap. I meruail why ye ſhould ſo loue him, and me not? Ye groned as well for the one as thother I wotte. But Iacob muſt be aduaunced in any wyſe: But I ſhall one day handle him of the new guiſe. Both on thy fathers bleſſyng and mine I charge thée, That thy ſoule entend neuer ſuch iniquitie, Beware by the example of Caym I thée rede, That thou bring not the Lordes curſe vpon thy head. And what ſhould I take all this wrong at Iacobs hande? Forgeue, and the Lorde ſhall proſper thée on the lande. My ſonne Eſau heare me, I am thy mother: For my ſake let paſſe this grudge againſt thy brother. Syr, your mothers requeſt is but reaſonable, Which for you to graunt ſhal be muche commendable. Mother, though it be a great thing that ye require: Yet muſt all malice paſſe at your deſire. And for your cauſe mother, this mine angre ſhall ſlake. I thanke thée my ſonne, that thou dooſt it for my ſake For your ſake with Iacob I will be at accorde. And ſhall I call thy father to be as recorde? As pleaſeth you mother, I can be well content. Then wyll I go call hym hyther incontinent. And where he dooth already loue thée very well, This wyll make hym to loue thée better a greate deale. Truely ſyr, this is of you a right gentill part: At leaſt yf it come from the bottome of your harte. It muſt nowe be thus, but when I ſhall Iacob fynde, I ſhall then do, as God ſhall put into my minde. He hath at my woorde remitted all his quarele. Forſooth I loue him the better a great deale. And if he be here, I woulde commende his doing. All preſt here father to tary on your comming. Sonne Eſau, thou haſte thy ſelfe well acquited. That all quarell to Iacob thou haſte remitted. It was the Lordes pleaſure that it ſhould thus be, Againſt whoſe ordinance to ſtande is not for thée: But nowe to the entent it may pleaſe the Lorde, To knitte your hartes one day in a perfect concorde, We ſhall firſt in a ſong geue laude vnto his name, And than with all gladneſſe, within confirme the ſame. As ye thinke beſt dere huſbande I agrée therto. Mée ye may commaunde to what ye will haue me to do: And ſo maye ye do alſo Ragau my man.