Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 0 (shillings, tom, guts, mutton, wares, dan…). Matches are highlighted.
lean men, for f to men he says must needs be saved by the faith of their body. I irra. No sir. Yes sir. I thank you. My l ttle wit, thou wilt come with thy master tomorrow, I'll reserve a bottle of wine to warm thy sconce. If I durst stay three minutes, I would venture a cup with thee irh'buttery, but 'tis a busy time at home:
the boiled, and the baked, and he fears unless you be a Commissioner, the meat will hardly be condemned to morrow, so that I can never often enough desire your stomach to remember, you will come. Alas, we have nothing, but good cheer to entertain you, I beseech you sir howsoever to feast with us, though you go away after dinner.
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Thou hast as many as thou canst carry, and thirteen to the last dozen. Sir. Yes sir, I have been a continual motion ever sin I rise. I have not said my prayers to day. I have commanded most on'em. I ha'bid they sir, there's two in my list, will not fail to dine with-thee. Master Rawbone, the young usurer. They say, he has made on Obligation to the Devil, if e ver he eat a good meal at his own charge, his soul is forfeit. Upon his money sir. No the Devil choke him, it were a golden age, if all the Usurers in London should ha'no other diet; he has a thingut waits upon him, I think, one of his bastards, be God upon a spi der, I hope to live, to see they both drawn through a ring. The other may be known too, the barrel at Heidelberg was the pattern of his belly, Master Lodam sir. Something given to the wast, for he lives within no rea sonable compass I'm sure. But very ill matched to draw a Coach, yet at pro der, there will be scarce and Oat between the lean ade, and the fa Gelding. Religiously sir; for he that seeds well, must by conse quence live well, he holds none can be damed but lean men, for f to men he says must needs be saved by the faith of their body. I irra. No sir. Yes sir. I thank you. My l ttle wit, thou wilt come with thy master tomorrow, I'll reserve a bottle of wine to warm thy sconce. If I durst stay three minutes, I would venture a cup with thee irh'buttery, but 'tis a busy time at home: Farewell M l sent. Exit. Farewell M l sent. Exit. To the Tailors man, Why not to his master? W'o would trust of woman's Taylor, take measure so long before of a Gentlewoman, and not bring home his commodi ty, there's no conscience in't. Master Hide, is not he, come yet I called upon him you ster-day, to make hast of my M stress S shoes, and he told me, he was about the upper leather, he would be at her heals pre sently, I left his foot in the stirrup, I thought he would have rid post after me. O yes, and here again, de'e not see me, you are so light your self. You needs not if it come from Devil, methinks that Wine should burn it self. Tailors, Shoemakers, Perfumers, Feather-makers, and the Devil and all, what a many occupations does a woman run through, before she is married. Exit. Master Rawbone isle be bold to present you With a piece of Rosemary, we would such cheer. Pray do you belong to Master Rawbone? You have eat something in your days. Yes, he has made spirits on em, And they haunt such men's houses as my Master's, Spirits ath'buttery, let me counsel ye To cram your corpses to day, for by his Almanac There's a long Lent a coming. Where's Chameleon? How? Chameleon? How now turned away your master. Master Beauford, master Beauford. Hard by, within a stones cast a my Mistress, here fit here. Enter Beauford. Does not he call my young mistress whore? There he is sir, he cannot choose but talk idly, For he has oh slept since the last great missed. I sir his daughter, my young mistress went away in't, and we can hear no tale nor tidings of her, to tell you true, I w uld not disgrace my old master, but he is little better then mad. You hear, now he talks. Speak to him sir. Master Doctor— No sir, a Physician. I sir. In his head. He says, you have two hard words in your head sir. My young mistress alive. Believe your eyes. No sir, but 'tis very Like he will be to morrow night sir. Would you have him be within before he is married. Now you talk of inviting, I have two or three guests to in uite yet: let me see. And you make much ado, isle invite you: pray come to the Wedding to morrow. Exit. My master commends his love to you sir, and does desire your presence together with your Daughter and Nephew, at the arraignment of my young mistress to morrow. She is to be married or arraigned, ith'morning, and at night to suffer execution and lose her head. Dear Master Rawbone, I do beseech you be at these Sessions. I know it, but our Cock has a great mind, that sen tense should likewise pass upon the roast, the boiled, and the baked, and he fears unless you be a Commissioner, the meat will hardly be condemned to morrow, so that I can never often enough desire your stomach to remember, you will come. Alas, we have nothing, but good cheer to entertain you, I beseech you sir howsoever to feast with us, though you go away after dinner. Nothing, nothing, D'ee understand nothing, you shall eat nothing: Unless some Benefactors Like my master, In pity of your bellies once a year Do warm it with a dinner, you must never Hope to see rost, of sod; he has within This twelve month to my knowledge Made seven men immortal.
Plot summary
Plot — The Wedding
Beauford is to marry Sir John Belfare’s daughter, Gratiana, but on the eve of the wedding his kinsman Marwood tells him that she is unchaste: he himself has slept with her. Beauford fights a duel with him in the park; Marwood is wounded, but still insists that his story is true. Beauford sends a surgeon to him, but the body disappears before he arrives, taken away for treatment by the park gamekeeper’s wife. Beauford accuses and jilts Gratiana on the day of the wedding. Questioned by. Beauford’s friend Captain Landby, Gratiana insists that she is a virgin, and he offers to help vindicate her. At his instigation, she writes to Beauford pretending to have drowned herself, and shuts herself away in the house of Landby’s uncle, Justice Landby. Milisent, a boy servant, tells Gratiana that Marwood has died insisting on the veracity of his accusation: he slept with Gratiana with the connivance of her guardian Cardona. Milisent then tells Beauford that Marwood was mistaken: Gratiana is innocent, and Cardona is to blame. The boy also claims to have brought him Marwood’s body, but the coffin actually contains the living Gratiana, and the lovers are reconciled. Beauford is arrested for Marwood’s murder arid brought before Justice Landby. Belfare rushes to the judge's house to lay an additional accusation for the rourder of the missing Gratiana, only to find her there alive. The other murder charge proves. equally iiitounded: Marwood too is present in disguise. Cardona admits that she arranged an -assignation between Marwood and Gratiana, but substituted her 1626 own daughter Lucibel, who subsequently disappeared. She too is present: she took on a male identity and became Milisent. Marwood agrees to marry her, and Beauford and Gratiana resume their engagement. In the sub-plot, Justice Landby encourages his daughter Jane to consider two inappropriate suitors, the thin Rawbone and the obese Loadum, in order to test her judgement. She is already in love with Haver, who has got himself a job as Rawbone’s servant in order to have access to her. Loadum and Rawbone consider fighting a duel over Jane; Rawbone agrees when Haver offers to fight in his place, while Loadum is persuaded upon learning that Rawbone is not considered to be much of a duellist - so he gets a surprise when his opponent, Haver in disguise, proves ready and able to fight. Justice Landby finds a love- letter from Haver in Jane’s prayer book and, disapproving of a marriage to the impecunious Haver, decides…