Maister

Rince Pytcher is he that will drinke out his thrift at the ale or wine, and be oft times dronke. This is a licoryce knaue that will swill his Maisters drink, and brybe his meate that is kept for him.

Diuilliſh it is to deſtroy a cittie, but more then diuilliſhe, to euert citties, to betraye countreies, to cause ſeruaunts to kyll their maiſters, parentes theyr children, children their parentes, wiues their huſbandes, and to turne all things topſy turuy, and yet it doth ſo, as ſhalbe declared.

Ewes yeerly by twinning rich maisters doo make, the lamb of such twinners for breeders go take.

Hee sayde, they were the Maisters of warre, and ornaments of peace: speedy goers, and strong abiders: triumphers both in Camps and Courts.

[…]and fare at all tymes as harde as poor Mopos Cut did with his maiſters countreyman in Shorditch, till, by the force of his hinder heeles, he vtterly vndid two milch maydens, that had ſet vp a ſhoppe of Ale-drapery.

Pilot[…]/ Vpon his card and compas firmes his eye, / The maiſters of his long experiment, / And to them does the ſteddy helme apply[…].

It’s a mad world my Maisters. And a merry world my Mistrisses.

D'ye think I am to be John Tamson's man, and maistered by women a' the days o' my life ?