Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1614 [Oct 31] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
Pardon me, Sir, neither they nor you, can apprehended me, yet. (you are an Ass) I have a young Master, he is now upon his making and marring; the whole care of his well doing, is now mine. His foolish schoolmasters have done nothing, but run up and down the Country with him, to beg puddings, and cakebread, of his tenants, and almost spoiled him, he has learned nothing, but to sing catches, and repeat rattle bladder rattle, and O, Madge. I dare not let him walk alone, for fear of learning of vice tunes, which he will sing at supper, and in the sermon-times! if he meet but a Carman i'the street, and I find him not talk to keep him of on him, he will whistle him, and all his tunes over, at night in his sleep! he has a head full of Bees! I am feign now (for this little time I am absent) to leave him in charge with a Gentlewoman; 'Tis true, she is A justice of Peace his wife, and a Gentlewoman o'the hood, and his natural sister: But what may hap, under a woman's government, there's the doubt. Gentlemen, you do not know him: he is another manner of piece than you think for! but nineteen year old, and yet he is taller than either of you, by the head, God bless him. Well, me thinks, this is a fine fellow! He has made his Master a finer by this description, I should think. I'faith, much about one, it's cross and pile, whether for a new farthing. I'll tell you Gentlemen— Will't please you drink, Master Wasp? Why, I ha' not talk it so long to be dry, Sir, you see no dust or cobwebs come out o' my mouth: do you? you'd ha' me gone, would you? Not, but you were in haste even now, Mr Numps. What an I were? so I am still, and yet I will stay too; meddle you with your match, your Win, there, she has as little wit, as her husband it seems: I have others to talk to. She's my match indeed, and as little wit as I, Good! We ha' been but a day and a half in town, Gentlemen, 'tis true; and yester day i'the afternoon, we walked London, to show the City to the Gentlewoman, he shall marry, Mistress Grace; but, afore I will endure such another half day, with him, I'll be drawn with a good Gib-cat, through the great pond at home, as his uncle Hodge was! why, we could not meet that heathen thing, all day, but stayed him: he would name you all the Signs over, as he went, aloud: and where he spied a Parrot, or a Monkey, there he was pitched, with all the little-long-coats about him, male and female; no getting him away! I thought he would ha' run mad o'the black boy in Bucklersbury, that takes the scurvy, roguy tobacco, there.
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Pardon me, Sir, neither they nor you, can apprehend mee, yet. (you are an Aſſe) I haue a young Maſter, hee is now vpon his making and marring; the whole care of his well doing, is now mine. His fooliſh ſcholemaſters haue done nothing, but runne vp and downe the Countrey with him, to beg puddings, and cake-bread, of his tennants, and almoſt ſpoyled him, he has learn'd nothing, but to ſing catches, and repeat rattle bladder rattle, and O, Madge. I dare not let him walke alone, for feare of learning of viſe tunes, which hee will ſing at ſupper, and in the ſermon-times! if hee meete but a Carman i'the ſtreete, and I finde him not talke to keepe him off on him, hee will whiſtle him, and all his tunes ouer, at night in his ſleepe! he has a head full of Bees! I am faine now (for this little time I am abſent) to leaue him in charge with a Gentlewoman; 'Tis true, ſhee is A Iuſtice of Peace his wife, and a Gentlewoman o'the hood, and his naturall ſiſter: But what may happen, vnder a womans gouernment, there's the doubt. Gentlemen, you doe not know him: hee is another manner of peece then you think for! but nineteen yeere old, and yet hee is taller then either of you, by the head, God bleſſe him. Well, mee thinkes, this is a fine fellow! He has made his Maſter a finer by this deſcription, I ſhould thinke. 'Faith, much about one, it's croſſe and pile, whether for a new farthing. I'll tell you Gentlemen— Will't pleaſe you drinke, Maſter VVaſpe? Why, I ha' not talk 't ſo long to be drie, Sir, you ſee no duſt or cobwebs come out o' my mouth: doe you? you'ld ha' me gone, would you? No, but you were in haſt e'en now, Mr Numpes. What an' I were? ſo I am ſtill, and yet I will ſtay too; meddle you with your match, your Win, there, ſhe has as little wit, as her husband it ſeemes: I haue others to talke to. She's my match indeede, and as little wit as I, Good! We ha' bin but a day and a halfe in towne, Gentlemen, 'tis true; and yeſter day i'the afternoone, we walk'd London, to ſhew the City to the Gentlewoman, he ſhall marry, Miſtreſſe Grace; but, afore I will endure ſuch another halfe day, with him, I'll be drawne with a good Gib-cat, through the great pond at home, as his vncle Hodge was! why, we could not meet that heathen thing, all day, but ſtayd him: he would name you all the Signes ouer, as hee went, aloud: and where hee ſpi'd a Parrat, or a Monkey, there hee was pitch'd, with all the littl-long-coats about him, male and female; no getting him away! I thought he would ha' runne madde o'the blacke boy in Bucklers-bury, that takes the ſcury, roguy tobacco, there.