There's a funny scene with an excessively dour laborer hanging out with the kitchen ladies, and they won't give him an ale, only tea. He's very sad about this, and quips, "Beer drinking don't do 'alf the 'arm of lovemaking" & "Holy Matrimony be a propper steam roller for flattening the hope out of a man and the joy out of a woman." Lovely.
A little later, the widowed farmer/English landowner drops this nugget, "there's a female or two be floating around my mind like the smell of a Sunday dinner."
So then he sits down with the housekeeper and they discuss the merits of his potential conquests, him: "you know her back view's not a day over thirty!" her: "but, you have to live with her front view." And a little later, "I don't mind they pillowy women...so long as they be pillowy in the right places."
In the pub: "Us be drawing turnips a'ready. Proper masterpieces - so round and white as a woman's bosom!"
And last, but not least, "I've found one for 'ee....worth her corn at a feast or a funeral."
This thing is quotable like Lebowski.
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