A New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed · chunk 24 of 45
Heywood, Thomas / Rowley, William · published 1632 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1614] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.
You were borne to bless us both, My knee shall practise a son's duty Even beneath sons, giving you all The comely dues of parents: yet not Forgetting my duty to my father; where'er I meet him, he shall have my knee, Although his blessing ne'er return to me. Come then my dearest son, I'll now give thee A taste of my love to thee; be thou my deputy, The Factor and disposer of my business; Keep my accounts, and order my affairs; They must be all your own; for you, dear Sweet, Be merry, take your pleasure, at home, abroad; Visit your neighbours; aught that may seem good To your own will, down to the Country ride; For cares and troubles lay them all aside, And I will take them up, it's fit that weight Should now lie all on me: take thou the height Of quiet and content, let nothing grieve thee; I brought thee nothing else, and that I'll give thee. Will the Tide never turn? Was ever woman Thus burdened with unhappy happiness? Did I from Riot take him, to waste my goods, And he strives to augment it? I did mistake him. Spoil not a good Text with a false Comment; All these are blessings, and from heaven sent; It is your husband's good, he's now transformed To a better shade, the prodigal's returned. Come, come, know joy, make not abundance scant; You' plain of that which thousand women want. So, so, haste home good Lads, and return for the rest. Would they were covered, George, 'tis too Public Blazon of my estate; but 'tis no matter now; I'll bring it abroad again ere it be long. Sir, I acknowledge receipt of my still half debt, Twelve thousand five hundred pounds; it now remains You seal those writings, as assurance for the rest, And I am satisfied for this time. Pray stay Sir, I have bethought me, let me once Throw Dice at all, and either be a complete Merchant, or wrack my estate for ever: Hear me Sir, I have of wares that are now vendible, So much as will defray your utmost penny; Will you accept of them, and save this charge Of wax and parchment. He they vendible Sir? I am your Chapman: What are they, Master Foster? Broad clothes, kerseys, Cutchineale, such As will not stay two days upon your hands. I find your purpose; you'd have your Ware. Houses empty for the receipt of your full fraught; I'll be your furtherer, make so your rates, that I may be no looser. I have no other end, Sir; let our Factors peruse and deal for both. Mine is returned; George, here's a new business, You and Richard must deal for some commodities Betwixt us, if you find 'em even gain or but Little loss, take carriage presently and carry 'em home. I shall.
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You were borne to blesse us both, My knee shall practise a sons duty Even beneath sons, giving you all The comely dues of parents: yet not Forgetting my duty to my father; Where e'r I meet him, he shall have my knee, Although his blessing ne'r returne to me. Come then my dearest son, I'l now give thee A taste of my love to thee; be thou my deputy, The Factour and disposer of my businesse; Keepe my accounts, and order my affaires; They must be all your owne; for you, deere Sweet, Be merry, take your pleasure, at home, abroad; Visit your neighbours; ought that may seeme good To your owne will, downe to the Country ride; For cares and troubles lay them all aside, And I will take them up, it's fit that weight Should now lye all on me: take thou the height Of quiet and content, let nothing grieve thee; I brought thee nothing else, and that I'le give thee. Will the Tide never turne? Was ever woman Thus burden'd with unhappy happinesse? Did I from Ryot take him, to waste my goods, And he strives to augment it? I did mistake him. Spoyle not a good Text with a false Comment; All these are blessings, and from heaven sent; It is your husbands good, hee's now transform'd To a better shade, the prodigall's return'd. Come, come, know joy, make not abundance scant; You 'plaine of that which thousand women want. So, so, haste home good Lads, and returne for the rest. Would they were cover'd, George, 'tis too Publicke Blazon of my estate; but 'tis no matter now; I'l bring it abroad againe e'r it belong. Sir, I acknowledge receit of my still halfe debt, Twelve thousand five hundred pounds; it now remaines You seale those writings, as assurance for the rest, And I am satisfyed for this time. Pray stay Sir, I have bethought me, let me once Throw Dice at all, and either be a compleate Merchant, or wracke my estate for ever: Heare me Sir, I have of wares that are now vendible, So much as will defray your utmost penny; Will you accept of them, and save this charge Of wax and parchment. He they vendible Sir? I am your Chapman: What are they, Master Foster? Broad clothes, Karsies, Cutchineale, such As will not stay two dayes upon your hands. I finde your purpose; you'd have your Ware. Houses empty for the receit of your full fraught; I'l be your furtherer, make so your rates, that I may be no looser. I have no other end, Sir; let our Factors peruse and deale for both. Mine is return'd; George, here's a new businesse, You and Richard must deale for some commodities Betwixt us, if you finde 'm even gaine or but Little losse, take carriage presently and carry 'm home. I shall.