A New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed · chunk 29 of 45
Heywood, Thomas / Rowley, William · published 1632 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1614] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Yet Sir, than I being sunk, and drowned in mine Own misery, he would not cast out a poor line Of thread to bring me to the shore; I had been Dead, and might have starved for him. A better fate Sir, stood at your elbow. True Sir; this was he that lifted me from want And misery, whose cruel father for that Good cast him away; scorning his name and blood; Lopped from his side this branch that held me dear. For which he's now my son, my joy, my heir, But for his father hang him. Fie, fie. By heaven. Come, come, live in more charity, he is your brother; If that name offend, I'll sing that tune no more. Yonder's my daughter busy with her suitors; we'll visit them. Now Iane, bid your friends Welcome. They must be welcome Sir, that come with you; To thee ten thousand welcomes still are due. My sweet Mistress. Lounds Sir knight, we have stood beating the Bush And the bird's flown away; this City Bowler has kissed the Mistress at first cast. How fare ye Gentlemen, what cheer Sir knight? An adventurer still Sir, to this new found land. He sails about the point Sir, but he cannot put in yet. The wind may turn Sir. A word Master Foster. You see Sir Speedwell, what Card is turned Up for trump; I hold my life this spruce Citizen will forestall the market, Oh These brisk factors, are notable firkers. I doubt Sir, he will play the merchant with us. They both are suitors Sir, yet both shoot wide; My daughter sure must be your kinsman's bride. I'll give her a wedding Ring on that condition And put a Stone in't worth a thousand pound, Sir. You have my hand and heart to't, be she pleased so. 'Sfoot, let's show ourselves Gallants, or gallimaufries: Shall we be buried by a Cockney. A word My fair Zoardes; Do you see Sir, here be those That have gone a fishing, and can give you a . You were best go fish for better manners, or I Shall bob for eels with you. Zounds are you a striker? Draw, Sir knight. Not in my house; I pray be quiet Gentlemen. He dares not do't abroad believe me, Sir. Now by my life my Boy, for this brave spirit g thee in mine armes: lose life and limbes ere thou forsake thy love. he's no Rival here Sir; has struck me, And we are Gentlemen. And hear ye, Sir, let him seek out his equals; For some of us are in danger to make her A Lady shortly: I know what I speak; what I speak, I'll do; yet I'll do nothing, but What comes from grave experience. Speak what you please Sir, he's a Gentleman as Good at either of you both, and shall in lists of Love for such a bedfellow, brave him that dares, And here lay down more gold to win her love, Than both your states are worth.
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Yet Sir, then I being sunke, and drown'd in Owne misery, he would not cast out a poore line Of thred to bring me to the shore; I had bin Dead, and might have starv'd for him. A better fate Sir, stood at your elbow. True Sir; this was he that lifted me from want And misery, whose cruell father for that Good cast him away; scorning his name and blood; Lopt from his side this branch that held me deere. For which hee's now my son, my joy, my heire, But for his father hang him. Fye, fye. By heaven. Come, come, live in more charity, he is your brother; If that name offend, I'l sing that tune no more. Yonder's my daughter busie with her suitors; Wee'l visit them. Now Iane, bid your friends Welcome. They must be welcome Sir, that come with you; To thee ten thousand welcomes still are due. My sweete Mistris. Lounds Sir knight, we have stood beating the Bush And the bird's flowne away; this Citty Bowler has kist the Mistris at first cast. How fare yee Gentlemen, what cheere Sir knight? An adventurer still Sir, to this new found land. He sayles about the point Sir, but he cannot put in yet. The winde may turne Sir. A word Master Foster. You see Sir Speedwell, what Card is turn'd Vp for trumpe; I hold my life this spruce Cittizen will forestall the market, Oh These briske factors, are notable firkers. I doubt Sir, he will play the merchant with us. They both are suitors Sir, yet both shoote wide; My daughter sure must be your kinsmans bride. I'l give her a wedding Ring on that condition And put a Stone in't worth a thousand pounde, Sir. You have my hand and heart too't, be she pleas'd so. S'foote, let's shew our selves Gallants, or Gallymaw. yes: Shall y'd by a Cockney. A word My ; Doe you see Sir, here be those That have gon a fishing, and can give you a . You were best goe fish for better manners, or I for les with you. Zoundes are you a striker? Draw, Sir knight. Not in my house; I pray be quiet Gentlemen. He dares not doe't abroad believe me, Sir. Now by my life my Boy, for this brave spirit g thee in mine armes: lose life and limbes thou forsake thy love. Hee's no Rivall here Sir; has struck me, And we are Gentlemen. And heare yee, Sir, let him seeke out his equalls; For some of us are in danger to make her A Lady shortly: I know what I speake; what I speake, I'l doe; yet I'l doe nothing, but What comes from grave experience. Speake what you please Sir, hee's a Gentleman as Good at either of you both, and shall in lists of Love for such a bed-fellow, brave him that dares, And here lay downe more gold to win her love, Than both your states are worth.