Hausted, Peter · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 19] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
But why Do the winged minutes fly so fast away? Stop your course ye hasty hours, And solicit all the powers to let you stay. For the earth could ne'er show forth An object of a greater worth. But why Do the winged minutes fly so fast away? It is because that they which follow, Crowd on to have a sight as well as they; Hark how the ghosts of passed moments groan, 'cause they are gone: And rail at Fate, And curse the date Of their short lives expired so soon. Then stop your course, you hasty hours, And solicit all the powers to let you stay, For the earth could ne'er show forth An object of a greater worth. Ha, ha, he, I have discovered more than e'er Columbus, Or our own waterfowl, Drake: my pretty stripling, Which I did take away from Stipes even now, Is proved a woman, proved an errant Lady, That is in quest after her errant Knight, Who is enchanted. 'Tis the Niece (forsooth) Of our good virtuous justice, Mr. Hook, Who has put on this habit for to follow Her lover Cleopes, who has forsook her. All this did she confess to me in private, ' Soon as she saw I had descried her sex And name; but I have stayed her pilgrimage, she's fast enough, I warrant her, i'th' noose Of wedlock now, to stir in haste. No sooner Did I read woman in her looks, but straight I did command my maids for to unpage her, And cook her in her kind, in her own sauce; she's pickled now in some three yards of lawn: Here she has it, and there she has it, fie, fie. Was I a young man now again, and should Venture on such a dish to carve, by'r Lady, I should not know which side for to begin on: Hardly distinguish breast from back. Well, well,— Beshrew my heart the queans, where'er they had them, Have hung good rags about her; sure they borrowed them. This being done, I went unto Neander, Told him, that I had got a Boy, and dressed him Fit for his palate: he rejoiced, made haste Unto the contract, and (as kind Fortune would) That very time a good old merry Vicar Of my acquaintance came to visit me. I craved his aid, and (in one word) I brought her Veiled, but first softened by a thousand threatenings, If she but moved towards a discovery. The good kind Gentleman thinking her boy, And therefore in his power when ere he please For to untie the knot, is before witness, Contracted to her by the Vicar.— Oh for Lucius now. See where he comes; but yet how heavily! How full of earth methinks his paces be! He looks as though his teeth had played this fortnight, Kept Holiday. But I'll accost him.— Lucius.
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But why Doe the wing'd minutes flie ſo fast away? Stop your courſe yee haſtie howers, And ſollicite all the powers to let you ſtay. For the earth could ne're ſhew forth An object of a greater worth. But why Doe the wing'd minutes flie ſo fast away? It is becauſe that they which follow, Crowd on to haue a ſight as well as they; Harke how the ghoſts of paſſed moments groane, 'cauſe they are gone: And rayle at Fate, And curſe the date Of their ſhort liues expir'd ſo ſoone. Then ſtop your courſe, you haſtie howers, And ſollicit all the powers to let you ſtay, For the earth could ne're ſhew forth An object of a greater worth. Ha, ha, he, I haue diſcovered more then e're Columbus, Or our owne water-fowle, Drake: my pretty ſtripling, Which I did take away from Stipes even now, Is prov'd a woman, prov'd an errant Lady, That is in queſt after her errant Knight, Who is enchanted. 'Tis the Neece (forſooth) Of our good vertuous Iustice, Mr Hooke, Who has put on this habit for to follow Her lover Cleopes, who has forſooke her. All this did ſhee confeſſe to mee in private, 'Soone as ſhe ſaw I had deſcry'd her ſex And name; but I haue ſtayd her pilgrimage, Shee's faſt enough, I warrant her, i'th nooſe Of wedlocke now, to ſtirre in haſte. No ſooner Did I reade woman in her lookes, but ſtraight I did command my mayds for to unpage her, And cooke her in her kind, in her owne ſawce; Shee's pickeld now in ſome three yards of lawne: Here ſhee has it, and there ſhee has it, fie, fie. Was I a young man now againe, and ſhould Venture on ſuch a diſh to carue, by'r Lady, I ſhould not know which ſide for to begin on: Hardly diſtinguiſh breaſt from backe. Well, well,— Beſhrew my heart the queanes, where e're they had them, Haue hung good rags about her; ſure they borrow'd them. This being done, I went unto Neander, Told him, that I had got a Boy, and dreſt him Fit for his palate: he rejoyc'd, made haſte Vnto the contract, and (as kind Fortune would) That very time a good old merry Vicar Of my acquaintance came to viſite me. I crav'd his ayd, and (in one word) I brought her Vayl'd, but firſt ſoftned by a thouſand threatnings, If ſhee but mov'd towards a diſcovery. The good kinde Gentleman thinking her boy, And therefore in his power when er'e he pleaſe For to untie the knot, is before witneſſe, Contracted to her by the Vicar.— Oh for Lucius now. See where hee comes; but yet how heavily! How full of earth mee thinks his paces bee! Hee lookes as though his teeth had playd this fortnight, Kept Holyday. But I'le accoſt him.—Lucius.