R., W. · published 1633 · first performed or written 1622 [1621-1623] (Annals) comedy · Red Bull (Revels) Company (first) (?) unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T8: captain, master, money, gentleman, little, lieutenant, rogue, pray, minos, honest.
Did ye ever hear such a Rascal? come come, let's leave him: I'll go buy thy wedding Ring presently, y'are best be gone sirrah: I am going for the Constable, I and one of the Churchwardens, and now I think on't, he shall pay five shillings to the poor for being drunk, twelve pence shall go into the box, and other four, my partner and we'll share betwixt us, there's a new path to thrift wench, we must live, we must live girl. And at last die for altogether. 'Tis a Diamond. You'll be at the fountain after dinner? White, 'twill run boy. Here's a noble now, and I'll bring you other as I come by to the Tavern, but I'll make you swear, I shall drink nothing but small Beer. Niggers naggers thou shalt not, there's thine own oath for thee, thou shalt eat nothing and thou wilt, but a poached spider, and drive it down with syrup of Toads. Ah, prithee Sim bid the maid eat my breakfast herself. Has turned his stomach, for all the World like a Puritans, at the sight of a surplice, but your breakfast shall be devoured by a stomach of a stronger constitution I warrant you. No Game abroad this morning, this coxcomb Park, I think be passed the best, I have known the time the bottom 'twixt these hills has been better fledged. Look out Captain, there's matter of employment at foot o'th' hill. A business? Yes, and hopeful, there's a morning bird, his flight it seems for London, he hallows and sings sweetly, prithee let us go and put him out of tune. Thee and I have crotchets in our pates, and thou knowest two Crotchets make one quaver, he shall shake for't. Did her not see her true Loves, As her came from London, Oh, if her saw not her fine brave Loves, Randall is quite undone, Well, was never mortal man in Wales, could have waged praver, finers, and nimblers, than Randalls have done, to get service in London's: whoop, where was her now, just upon a bridge of stone, between the legs of a couple of pretty hills, but no more near mountains in Wales, than Clim of the Cloughes bow, to her cousin David's Harp, and now her prattle of Davie, I think yonder come prancing down the hills from Kingston a couple of her other cousins Saint Nicholas Clerks. the morning was so red as an egg, and the place very full of dangers, perils, and bloody businesses by reports: augh her swords was drawn, God pless us and her cozen Hercules was not stand against too, which shall her take if they take Randalls, will rip Randalls cuts out, and then Randalls shall see Paul's steeples no more, therefore her will go directly under the bridge, here was but standing to knees in little fine cool fair waters, and begar if her have Randalls out, her shall come and fetch Randalls and her will, were her nineteen Nicholas Clerks.
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Did yee ever heare such a Rascall? come come, let's leaue him: Ile goe buy thy wedding Ring presently, y'are best bee gone sirrah: I am going for the Constable, I and one of the Church-wardens, and now I thinke on't, hee shall pay five shillings to the poore for being drunke, twelve pence shall goe into the boxe, and tother foure, my partner and weele share betwixt us, there's a new path to thrist wench, wee must live, wee must live girle. And at last die for altogether. 'Tis a Dyamond. Youle be at the fountaine after dinner? White, twill runne boy. Here's a noble now, and Ile bring you tother as I come by to the Taverne, but Ile make you sweare, I shall drinke nothing but small Betre. Niggers naggers thou shalt not, there's thine owne oath for thee, thou shalt eate nothing and thou woo't, but a poacht spider, and driue it downe with sirrup of Toads. Ah, prithee Sim bid the maid eate my breakefast her selfe. Has turn'd his stomacke, for all the World like a Puritanes, at the sight of a surplesse, but your breakefast shall bee devoured by a stomacke of a stronger constitution I warrant you. No Game abroad this morning, this Coxecombe Parke, I thinke bee past the best, I have knowne the time the bottome twixt these hilles has beene better fledg'd. Looke out Captaine, there's matter of imployment at foote o'th hill. A businesse? Yes, and hopefull, there's a morning bird, his flight it seemes for London, hee hallowes and sings sweetely, prithee let us goe and put him out of tune. Thee and I haue Cratchets in our pates, and thou knowest two Crotchets make one quaver, he shall shake fort. Did her not see her true Loves, As her came from London, Oh, if her saw not her fine prave Loves, Randall is quite undone, Well, was neuer mortall man in Wales, coo'd have wagd praver, finers, and nimblers, then Randals have done, to get service in Londons: whoope, vvhere vvas her novv, just upon a pridge of stone, between the legs of a couple of pretty hils, but no more nere mountaines in Wales, then Clim of the Cloughes bowe, to her Cozen Davids Harpe, and now her prattle of Davie, I thinke yonder come prancing down the hils from Kingstone a coupl of her tother cozens Saint Nicholas Clarks. the morning was so red as an egge, and the place ferry full of dangers, perills, and bloody businesses by reports: augh her swords was trawne, God plesse us and her cozen Hercules was not stand against too, which shall her take if they take Randalls, will rippe Randals cutts out, and then Randals shall see Pawles steeples no more, therefore her will goe directly vnder the pridge, here was but standing to knees in little fine coole faire waters, and becat if her have Randalls out, her shall come and fetch Randalls and her will, were her nineteene Nicholas Clearkes.