Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 15 (ang, hunc, fleire, shillings, chil, sblood…). Matches are highlighted.
mending my wives bodies, shall we Each to his bulk and take a nod? Yes, to day I herd such news, heaven bless us, as would make A men heart quake in's belly; strange, and true, It came up in a Carret Boat from Sandwich Last tide; and Oyster wife, a good old Woman, Herd it at Billingsgate, and told my wife on it, Marry, that
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Oh monstrous, what's that? I have not herd of such a Beast before. Forward Mr. Constable. Such as we are, Horned beasts he means. Stand, who goes there? Now my Master's, Shall I expound a motion to you, shall we Share, and share Like this money? Lets see what comes it to a piece there's eleven groats, And we are five of us, that is — that is, let me see seven pence a piece. No, no, I lie, 'tis eight pence, and six pence over. Leave your pratin , And come before the Constable, though he be not Here himself, theres those that can examine you? Good master Alderman, I cry your worship mercy, Because your worship wanted your worshipful horse. We did not know you: Mr. Constable And please your worship is but at next door Drinking a pint of sack At the Saint Johns head And please your worship, where if your worship please, You may have excellent S cke, and please your worship. A shrewd man this, if ere he live to be Lord Majors, would mercy upon us; neighbours surely 'Tis very late, and I was up till twelve Last night a mending my wives bodies, shall we Each to his bulk and take a nod? Yes, to day I herd such news, heaven bless us, as would make A men heart quake in's belly; strange, and true, It came up in a Carret Boat from Sandwich Last tide; and Oyster wife, a good old Woman, Herd it at Billingsgate, and told my wife on it, Marry, that betwixt Deal And Dover, one fishing for Flounders, drew A Spaniards body up, slain ith' late sea-fight, And searching him for money, found ith' sets Of his great Rust the — I shall think on't presently, 'Tis a hard word—the Inquisition. You have herd nothing neither: The Monster's no such Monster: neighbour Mandivell You are a zealous brother, a Translator, 'Tis such a Monster as will swallow thee, And all the Brothers at Amsterdam, And in new England at a morsel: verilies, Your yea, and nays will not appease its stomach, 'Twill sup them up as easily as a Tailor Would do six hight loaves in a morning fasting, And yet dine after. With all our hearts Omnes Right, right, this it is to be book-learned, He's a good Arimetician: but stay neighbours, Here comes more company: come before the Constable. IT is a cold night neighbour, And 'tis likely we shall have frost, That will make Sea-coals deer: heaven help poor people. Is no news stirring neighbour? You've herd nothing then: It is a Monster very Like the Mandrake Was shown at Temple Bar. What is it? pray lets hear it.