Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 15 (ang, hunc, fleire, shillings, chil, sblood…). Matches are highlighted.
Kinsman, I may fare The better at his death, there my Hope's built Since my Lady Kixe is dry, and hath no Child. Always the Kursning day Sir. No matter and you were hanged Sir. Excellent neatly, my Master's things were ever fit for you Sir, e'ne to a Hair you know. I as a Man can get, And that's my Master. Into one Cup, most proper,
most proper, A fitting compliment for a Goldsmiths Daughter. I think his wound be mortal. Oh see Sir, How faint he goes, two of my Fellows led him. There are the children Sir, an't Like your worship, Your last fine Girl, in troth she smiles, Look, look, in faith Sir. It is his Will, I must. Of all Wittalles, Be thou the Head.
Full speech
Mum, mum Sir. Pure Welch Virgin, she lost her Maidenhead in Brekenocke-Shire. I have Teeth Sir, I needs not mumble yet this forty years. Here's work I faith. Higher Sir by far, you cannot see the top of they. Honesty wash my Eyes, I have spied a Witall. Now come to Town Sir. She's sure of them Sir. Monstrous strong Sir. Nothing but wet Sir, some Wine spilled here be Like. Nor you neither I faith. If you should disclose it Sir. My Master's upon Marriage. I have stung him. E'ne the same was Gossip, and gave the Spoon. I knew 'twold prick, Thus do I fashion still All mine own ends by him and his rank toil, It's my desire to keep him still from marriage, Being his poor nearest Kinsman, I may fare The better at his death, there my Hope's built Since my Lady Kixe is dry, and hath no Child. Always the Kursning day Sir. No matter and you were hanged Sir. Excellent neatly, my Master's things were ever fit for you Sir, e'ne to a Hair you know. I as a Man can get, And that's my Master. Into one Cup, most proper, A fitting compliment for a Goldsmiths Daughter. I think his wound be mortal. Oh see Sir, How faint he goes, two of my Fellows led him. There are the children Sir, an't Like your worship, Your last fine Girl, in troth she smiles, Look, look, in faith Sir. It is his Will, I must. Of all Wittalles, Be thou the Head. Thou the grand whore of Spittles.
Plot summary
Plot — A Chaste Maid in Cheapside
Sir Walter Whorehound lives high on the expectation of an inheritance: unless Sir Oliver Kix produces an heir, his estate will pass to Sir Walter — and Sir Oliver is impotent. Sir Walter maintains Allwit and his wife, paying for everything, in return for exclusive sexual access to Mistress Allwit: he is the true father of the children presumed to be Allwit’s. But Sir Walter is ===== PAGE 327 ===== 1613 planning to discontinue the arrangement and get married: the goldsmith Yellowhammer has agreed to marry his son Tim to a Welsh gentlewoman whom Sir Walter has introduced as his niece, and Sir Walter hopes himself to marry Tim’s sister Moll. Moll has other ideas: her sweetheart Touchwood plans to elope with her, and has Yellowhammer himself make the wedding ring, umaware of the bride’s identity. The elopement is foiled, however: Yellowhammer and Sir Walter intervene just as Touchwood is putting the ring onto Moll’s finger, and Moll is taken home and locked up. Touchwood’s elder brother is poor but virile, and cannot afford to cohabit with his wife for fear that she may produce a legitimate child he will not have the means to support. He has fathered a prolific number of bastards, and refuses to acknowledge one of them when a former paramour, a country wench, brings it to him. She then disposes of the baby by duping two corrupt promoters set to prevent the illicit trade in meat during Lent: she hides the child in a basket and allows them to confiscate it as contraband. Lady Kix’s maid suggests that Touchwood Seniors excessive fertility might solve Sir Oliver’s problems in begetting an heir; Sir Oliver agrees to pay him £400 for the job. Mistress Allwit gives birth to another of Sir Walter’s children. Tim Yellowhammer arrives home from Cambridge and is sent to see his mother at the christening party; he is priggish about being in female company, contrary to university rules, and the women are drunkenly embarrassing. Encouraged to woo his fiancée, Tim finds it heavy going: he tries to converse with her in Latin, she with him in Welsh. Allwit learns of Sir Walter’s plans for Moll, and tries to forestall them by telling Yellowhammer that his prospective son-in-law is a notorious whoremonger, but Yellowhammer is unconcerned by this. Moll disappears from home: she and Touchwood Junior have eloped again, with the help of the London watermen; but her mother drags her home by the hair. Yellowhammer decides to accelerate matters: the wedding is to be tomorrow, and Moll…