in The Late Lancashire Witches — Heywood, Thomas; Brome, Richard
Metadata
Play
The Late Lancashire Witches
Author
Heywood, Thomas; Brome, Richard
Year (catalogued)
1634
First performance
1634
Decade
1630s
Genre
Comedy
Play type
Adult Professional
Company
King's Men
Theater
Globe;Outdoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)
Boy.
Words
577
Characters
2773
Typicality
0.28 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP id
A03258
BritDrama no.
2441
Cluster
Cluster 23 — Gulls, fops & laughing-stocks
Important excerpts
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Full speech
Now I have gathered Bullies, and filled my belly pretty well, i'll go see some sport. There are gentlemen coursing in the meadow hard by; and it's a game that I love better than go king to School ten to one. What have we here a brace of Greyhouds broke lose from their Master's: it must needs be so, for they have both their Col le and slips about their necks. Now I look better upon them, me thinks I should know them, and so I do: these are Mr. Robinsons dogs, that dwells some two miles off, i'll take them up, & led them home to their master; it may be something in my way, for he is as liberal a gentleman, as any is in our country, Come Hector, come. Now if I c'ud but start a Hare by the way, ill her, and carry her home to my supper, I should think had made a better afternooones work of it than gathering of but lies. Come poor curs along with me. When you had put your selfinto a dogs skin, I pray how c'ud I help it; but gammer are not you a Witch? if you be, I beg upon my knees you will not hurt me. I'll have none of your money gammer, because you are a Witch: and now she is out of her four leg'd shape, isle see if with my two legs I can outrun her. But Gammer what do you mean to do with me Now you have me? Not I gammer indeedla, I dare not stay ont late, My father is a fell man, and if I be out long, will both chide and Beatrice me. The boy is vanished, and I can see nothing in his stead But a white horse ready saddled and bridled. Help, help. Thanks my sweet Mall for thy courteous entertainment, thy cream, thy cheesecakes, and every good thing, this, this, & this for all. Thank you. Meat lie there, for thou hast no taste, and drink there, for thou hast no relish, for in neither of them is there either salt or savour. Now whilst they are in their jollity, and do not mind me, isle steal away, and shift for my self, though I loose my life for't. Yes Sir, and he asked me where I dwelled, and what my name was. But it was in a quarrelsome way; Whereupon I was as stout, and asked him who made him and examiner? He told me he would know or Beatrice it out of me, And I told him he should not, and bid him do his worst; And to't we went. We fought a quarter of and hour, till his sharp nails made my ears bleed. I wondered to find him so strong in my hands, see ming but of mine own age and bigness, till I looking down, perceived he had clubbed cloven feet Like Ox feet; but his face was as young as mine. But I was afraid of his feet, and ran from him towards a light that I saw, and when I came to it, it was one of the Wit ches in white upon a Bridge, that scared me back again, and then met me the Boy again, and he struck me and laid me for dead. Yes Sir, and saw them all in the Bairn together, and ma nigh more at their Feast and Witchery.
Plot summary
Plot — The Late Lancashire Witches
Arthur hopes for a subvention from his uncle, Seely, to help him redeem a mortgage, but strange things are going on in the Seely household: the father is dominated by the son, Gregory, who is mastered in turn by his servant, Lawrence; there is a similar inversion of hierarchy among the women of the house. Gregory disapproves of his father’s plans to help Arthur, so the money is not forthcoming; but fortunately Arthur’s friend Generous helps out instead. The truth is that the Seelys have been bewitched in reprisal for some harsh words spoken to an old woman. Many other supernatural events are going on. Mall Spencer, owner of an amazing self-propelled milk-pail, gives Generous’s groom Roberta a high-speed horse so that he can fetch wine from his master’s favourite London tavern in a single overnight journey. Anyone who spends the night in a haunted mill is assaulted, so Gretty the miller gives up his tenancy, and Generous gives it to a poor, demobilized soldier. A witch and her spirit take the form of greyhounds; when Gretty’s son tries to whip the dogs, they scare and then abduct him. Lawrence marries his fellow servant Parnell, but a spirit turns the wedding cake into crumbs, and the rest of the meal magically becomes even less appetizing; the real food is taken to supply the witches’ feast. Mall Spencer gives Lawrence a codpiece point, which makes him impotent, causing marital difficulties. He and Parnell are mocked with a skimmington, but the relationship returns to normal when they burn the codpiece point. Mistress Generous has developed the habit of riding out alone at night. Acting on her husband’s orders, Robert refuses her a horse, so she rides him instead. It turns out that she is meeting with the witches: she is their leader. Gretty’s son escapes from their feast and tells his father about them. The new miller has a bad night, but cuts off the paw of one of the cats who are attacking him. What is found on the ground, however, is a severed human hand wearing rings identifiably belonging to Mistress Generous. She falls sick, and is found to have a stump where her hand should be. Generous orders her arrest. The witches are rounded up, confronted with their magical misdeeds, and sent for trial.