Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1614 [Oct 31] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men T44 Drinking: wine, ale and taverns typicality 0.74 · 461 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T44: drink, wine, numps, ale, butler, pot, sing, moy, drunk, win.
You say true, Master Numps: there's such a one indeed. It's no matter, whether there be, or no, what's that to you? He will not allow of John's reading at any hand, O Numps! are you here Numps? look where I am, Numps! and Mistress Grace, too! nay, do not look angrily, Numps: my Sister is here, and all, I do not come without her. What, the mischief, do you come with her? or she with you? We came all to seek you, Numps. To seek me? why, did you all think I was lost? or run away with your fourteen shillings worth of small ware, here? or that I had changed it i'the Fair, for hobby-horses? 'Sprecious— to seek me! Nay, good Mr Numps, do you show discretion, though he be exorbitant, (as Mr Over do says,) an't be but for conservation of the peace. Marry gip, goody she- justice, Mistress French-hood! turd i'your teeth; and turd i'your French-hoods teeth, too, to do you service, do you see? must you quote your Adam to me! you think, you are Madam Regent still, Mistress Overdoo; when I am in place? no such matter, I assure you, your reign is out, when I am in, Dame. I am content to be in abeyance, Sir, and be governed by you; so should he too, if he did well; but 'twill be expected, you should also govern your passions. Will't so forsooth? good Lord! how sharp you are! with being at Bedlam yesterday? Whetston has set an edge upon you, has he? Nay, if you know not what belongs to your dignity: I do, yet, to mine. Very well, than. Is this the Licence, Numps? for Love's sake, let me see't. I never saw a Licence. Did you not so? why, you shall not see't, than. An you love me, good Numps. Sir, I love you, and yet I do not love you, i'these fooleries, set your heart at rest; there's nothing in't, but hard words: and what would you see't for? I would see the length and the breadth on't, that's all; and I will see't now, so I william. You sha' not see it, here. Than I'll see't at home, and I'll look vpo' the case here. Why, do so, a man must give way to him a little in trifles: Gentlemen. These are errors, diseases of youth: which he will mend, when he comes to judgement, and knowledge of matters. I pray you conceive so, and I thank you. And I play you pardon him, and I thank you again. Well, this dry-nurse, I say still, is a delicate man. And I, am, for the Cosset, his charge! Did you ever see a fellow's face more accuse him for an Ass?
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You ſay true, Maſter Numpes: there's ſuch a one indeed. It's no matter, whether there be, or no, what's that to you? He will not allow of Iohn's reading at any hand, O Numpes! are you here Numpes? looke where I am, Numpes! and Miſtris Grace, too! nay, doe not looke angerly, Numpes: my Siſter is heere, and all, I doe not come without her. What, the miſchiefe, doe you come with her? or ſhee with you? We came all to ſeeke you, Numpes. To ſeeke mee? why, did you all thinke I was loſt? or runne away with your foureteene ſhillings worth of ſmall ware, here? or that I had chang'd it i'the Fayre, for hobby-horſes? S'pretious—to ſeeke me! Nay, good Mr Numpes, doe you ſhew diſcretion, though he bee exorbitant, (as Mr Ouer doo ſaies,) and't be but for conſeruation of the peace. Mary gip, goody ſhe-Iuſtice, Miſtris French-hood! turd i'your teeth; and turd i'your French-hoods teeth, too, to doe you ſeruice, doe you ſee? muſt you quote your Adam to me! you thinke, you are Madam Regent ſtill, Miſtris Ouer-doo; when I am in place? no ſuch matter, I aſſure you, your raigne is out, when I am in, Dame. I am content to be in abeyance, Sir, and be gouern'd by you; ſo ſhould hee too, if he did well; but 'twill be expected, you ſhould alſo gouerne your paſſions. Will't ſo forſooth? good Lord! how ſharpe you are! with being at Bet'lem yeſterday? VVhetſton has ſet an edge vpon you, has hee? Nay, if you know not what belongs to your dignity: I doe, yet, to mine. Very well, then. Is this the Licence, Numpes? for Loues ſake, let me ſee't. I neuer ſaw a Licence. Did you not ſo? why, you ſhall not ſee't, then. An' you loue mee, good Numpes. Sir, I loue you, and yet I do not loue you, i'theſe fooleries, ſet your heart at reſt; there's nothing in't, but hard words: and what would you ſee't for? I would ſee the length and the breadth on't, that's all; and I will ſee't now, ſo I will. You ſha' not ſee it, heere. Then I'll ſee't at home, and I'll looke vpo' the caſe heere. Why, doe ſo, a man muſt giue way to him a little in trifles: Gentlemen. Theſe are errors, diſeaſes of youth: which he will mend, when he comes to iudgement, and knowledge of matters. I pray you conceiue ſo, and I thanke you. And I play you pardon him, and I thanke you againe. Well, this dry-nurſe, I ſay ſtill, is a delicate man. And I, am, for the Coſſet, his charge! Did you euer ſee a fellowes face more accuſe him for an Aſſe?