Hausted, Peter · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 19] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 458 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Excellent, excellent good, ha, ha, ha. I will have Anteros, Terpanders son. Let me not hear another syllable, You peevish girl, you; you have Anteros? What do you weep? no more: come on your ways, And sit you down here by me, while your Suitors Explain themselves and their good parts before you. Father, huff, huff, I will none of those two men With the short hair, do what you can I will not. Why so my daughter? peace. Huff, huff,— because I know As well as can be by their looks, that they Cannot contain themselves within an hour, And you do know I cannot hold my wa— Peace thou most arrant fool, before your wooers Thus to proclaim your imperfections? Ha, ha, he: another bout with my conserves for that; This box shall add three months unto my life, And this same slice of Quinces seven. ay, ay, Begin to plead, do, do. My sweetest Mistress, I will divide this my Oration Just into three and thirty parts, all which With your vouchsafed patience at this time I will run through. The candle of the day Will burn within the socket, ere thou'st done; I pray thee leave. No sir, I will not leave, I am not yet arrived at the point. And he doth use to tire all his hearers. Oh; he hath done't already, don't already Besides all this— Now out upon his lungs, My dinner will be spoiled, the capon burned, The beef as black as mummy; this man's breath Will blast them all. Ha, ha, he. Hast thou ta'en Orders fellow? If't please you, no. Didst e'er preach? Only one Sermon sir For approbation to a female Audience. But I have here letters of commendation From seventeen honest men of good report Amongst their neighbours. Spare your pains good sir. As for myself, fair Gentlewoman, I cannot but inveigh against these times Wherein— What says he? If it please your Worship, Has lost his voice with railing against Bishops, And the fair discipline of the Church. Oh villain, Command him silence. 'Tis a courtesy sir You inflict upon him, 'tis not a punishment. The holy Matrons now will rob their husbands To contribute to the afflicted Saint. And think they merit in it. But no more; I will go gull them all, and presently.— o—o— o—o—oo—ooo— The longest day I see will have his evening, o— o— o— oo— o— ooo— But see old Lively; stand close and observe. O! now the wished for minute does approach Which I so long have waited for, and not I Alone— but let them now enjoy their wishes. o—o —oo— ooo— I feel my heartstrings crack, and the whole lump Groans for a speedy dissolution.
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Excellent, excellent good, ha, ha, ha. I will haue Anteros, Terpanders ſonne. Let me not heare another ſyllable, You peeviſh girle, you; you haue Anteros? What doe you weepe? no more: come on your wayes, And ſit you downe here by me, while your Suiters Explaine themſelues and their good parts before you. Father, huff, huff, I will none of thoſe two men With the ſhort haire, doe what you can I will not. Why ſo my daughter? peace. Huff, huff, —becauſe I know As well as can be by their lookes, that they Cannot containe themſelues within an houre, And you doe know I cannot hold my wa — Peace thou moſt arrant foole, before your wooers Thus to proclaime your imperfections? Ha, ha, he: another bout with my conſerues for that; This box ſhall add three moneths unto my life, And this ſame ſlice of Quinces ſeven. I, I, Begin to pleade, doe, doe. My ſweeteſt Miſtreſſe, I will divide this my Oration Iuſt into three and thirtie parts, all which With your vouchſafed patience at this time I will runne through. The candle of the day Will burne within the ſocket, ere thou'ſt done; I pray thee leaue. No ſir, I will not leaue, I am not yet arrived at the poynt. And he doth uſe to tyre all his hearers. Oh; he hath don't already, don't already Beſides all this — Now out upon his lungs, My dinner will bee ſpoyl'd, the capon burnt, The beefe as blacke as mummy; this mans breath Will blaſt them all. Ha, ha, he. Haſt thou ta'ne Orders fellow? If't pleaſe you, no. Did'ſt e're preach? Onely one Sermon ſir For approbation to a female Audience. But I haue heere letters of commendation From ſeventeene honeſt men of good report Amongſt their neighbours. Spare your paines good ſir. As for my ſelfe, fayre Gentlewoman, I cannot but inveigh againſt theſe times Wherein— What ſayes hee? If it pleaſe your Worſhip, Ha's loſt his voyce with rayling againſt Biſhops, And the fayre diſcipline of the Church. Oh villaine, Command him ſilence. 'Tis a courteſie ſir You inflict upon him, tis not a puniſhment. The holy Matrons now will rob their husbands To contribute to the afflicted Saint. And think they merit in it. But no more; I will goe gull them all, and preſently.— o—o— o—o—oo—ooo— The longeſt day I ſee will haue his euening, o—o— o — oo — o — ooo — But ſee old Liuely; ſtand cloſe and obſerue. O! now the wiſht for minute does approach Which I ſo long haue wayted for, and not I Alone—but let them now enjoy their wiſhes. o—o —oo— ooo— I feele my heart-ſtrings crack, and the whole lumpe Groanes for a ſpeedy diſſolution.