Hausted, Peter · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 19] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 531 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
ay, ay, how now? how Ieoffry? a hard name by'r Lady. why when? O I could creep into a catskin purse, Endure the scent of a court-farthingale For a concealment now. Good-honey-sweet-sugarcandy Father, forgive me but this time, and if ever I do so any more, I'll never be seen neither bide, or hair again. Ho, ho, oho, ho a great lob, stand up. I do forgive you, but on this condition, that for your penance you shall wear this rod, stuck at your back till night. With all my heart good Father stick it on. So: how dost thou like my man Chuckin? go to, look on him well. Does he come a-wooing Father? if he does, I'll run away, and make him believe I'm coy.— Whither now you great baggage? You'll come again? But stay am not I an old fool? an old dotardly fool, that have not inquired what my man can do yet? Ieoffry.— Is his name Ieoffry? Father, good father do, pray you father let him dwell with us, you know you promised me, that you would hire a man, and buy him a Cloak, that he might go before me as they do before Gentlefolks daughters, when my new gown was made, I that you did, so marry did you. What have we now to do? Peace and catch a mouse. There's claglocks enow i'th' house to make him a cloak Sweet— honey— sugar— comfit father let him. No more. Ieoffry, how now you slouch? how do you stand? Come hither, go to, go to, did you ever wear a cloak in your life? answer me roundly. No not I, I can't tell how. Ah beggars brat! how now? but I must have you learn, that you may man your young Mistress there sometimes. Come on let me see how finely you can do the feat, walk before her, follow him daughter. Here's a sweet office! You great lobcock you. I'll teach you to look behind you, to see whether your charge follows, or no, what? would you be gadding without your charge? ay, am I arrived at this?— whoffer did you strike one? Do you prate too? look you here, mark but me, I have seen the day, when I could have stinged it before my sweet heart.— short and thick citizen like, you mankin, what? two acres breadth at a stride? ay, I by'r Lady; I'll cut you short in smock-timber, for this minion; is your smock so wide, with a murrain to you? short and thick citizen like: how now? high, strike up brave boys, hy, for our town. high, for your town say you? you are a company of lazy, lubberly knaves, there's the short and the long on't, ho, ho, boys, ho, ho boys? what drabs too? girls too? doxies too? ye are a company of slowbackly Queans, there's sauce for your eels. Come Kate, crowd on. O, O, the whole torrent of all woman kind is broke in upon me, what shall I do? Cuds, cuds, these are Mr. Lively's men and maids, that are come to dance upon the green. Pray you Father let me dance with them.
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I, I, how now? how Ieoffry? a hard name by'r Lady. why when? O I could creepe into a catskin purſe, Endure the ſent of a Court-fardingall For a concealement now. Good-hony-ſweet-ſugercandy Father, forgiue mee but this time, and if euer I doe ſo any more, I'le neuer bee ſeene neither byde, or hayre againe. Ho, ho, oho, ho a great lob, ſtand vp. I doe forgiue you, but on this condition, that for your penance you ſhall weare this rod, ſtucke at your backe till night. With all my heart good Father ſticke it on. So: how doeſt thou like my man Chuckin? goe to, looke on him well. Does hee come a wooing Father? if hee does, I'le run away, and make him beleeue I'me oy.— Whither now you great baggage? You'l come againe? But ſtay am not I an old foole? an old dotardly foole, that haue not enquir'd what my man can doe yet? Ieoffry.— Is his name Ieoffry? Father, good father doe, pray you father let him dwell with vs, you know you promis'd me, that you would hire a man, and buy him a Cloake, that he might goe before mee as they doe before Gentlefolkes daughters, when my new gowne was made, I that you did, ſo marry did you. What haue wee now to doe? Peace and catch a mouſe. There's claglocks now 'ith houſe to make him a cloak Sweete—hony—ſugar—comfit father let him. No more. Ieoffry, how now you ſloutch? how doe you ſtand? Come hither, goe to, goe to, did you euer weare a cloake in your life? anſwer mee roundly. No not I, I can't tell how. Ah beggars brat! how now? but I muſt haue you learne, that you may man your young Miſtris there ſometimes. Come on let mee ſee how finely you can doe the feat, walke before her, follow him daughter. Here's a ſweet office! You great lobcocke you. Ile teach you to looke behind you, to ſee whether your charge followes, or no, what? would you bee gadding without your charge? I, am I arriu'd at this?— whoffer did you ſtrike one? Doe you prate too? looke you here, marke but mee, I haue ſeene the day, when I could haue ſtinged it before my ſweet heart.—ſhort and thicke cittizen like, you mankin, what? two acres breadth at a ſtride? I, I by'r Lady; Ile cut you ſhort in ſmock-timber, for this minion; is your ſmock ſo wide, with a murren to you? ſhort and thick cittizen like: how now? Hy, ſtrike vp braue boyes, hy, for our towne. Hy, for your towne ſay you? you are a company of lazy, lubberly knaues, there's the ſhort and the long on't, ho, ho, boyes, ho, ho boyes? what drabs too? girles too? doxyes too? yee are a company of ſlowbackly Queanes, there's ſauce for your eeles. Come Kate, croude on. O, O, the whole torrent of all woman kind is broke in vpon mee, what ſhall I doe? Cuds, cuds, theſe are Mr. Livelyes men and mayds, that are come to dance vpon the greene. Pray you Father let mee daunce with them.