Ford, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1632 [1632-1633] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 505 words
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By the Castles farther drawbridge, near Galzazzo's statue; his name is Alphonso Trinultio— happy above all fate. You say enough, my thanks t'ee. Were that picture But rated at my Lordship, 'twere too cheap. I fear I spoke or did I know not what, All sense of providence was in mine eye. Youth in threescore years and ten; trust me (my Lord Maurucio) you are now younger in the judgement of those that compare your former age with your latter, by seven and twenty years, than you were three years ago: by all my fidelity, 'tis a miracle: the Ladies wonder at you. Let them wonder; I am wise, as I am Courtly. The Ladies, my Lord, call him the Green broom of the Court, he sweeps all before him, and swear he has a stabbing wit: it is a very glister to laughter- Nay, I know I can tickle 'em at my pleasure: I am stiff and strong, Ferentes. A radish root is a spear of steel in comparison of I know what.— The marquess doth love you. She doth love me. And begins to do you infinite grace. Maurucio, infinite grace. I'll take this time: Good hour, my Lords, to both. Right Princely Fernando, the best of the Fernando's: by the pith of generation, the man I look for. His Highness hath sent to find you out; he is determined to weather his own proper individual person, for two days' space, in my Lord Nibrassa's forest, to hunt the deer, the Buck, the Roe, and eke the Barren do. Is his Highness preparing to hunt? Yes, my Lord, and resolved to lie forth for the breviating the prolixity of some superfluous transmigration of the sun's double Cadence to the western Horizon, my most perspicuous good Lord. Oh, Sir, let me beseech you to speak in your own mother tongue— two days' absence— well— my Lord Maurucio, I have a suit t'ee. My Lord Fernando, I have a suit to you. That you will accept from me a very choice token of my love, will you grant it? Will you grant mine? What is't? Only to know what the suit is, you please to prefer to me. Why 'tis, my Lord, a Fool. A Fool? As very a Fool As your Lordship is— hopeful to see in any time of your life. Now good my Lord part not with the Fool on any terms. I beseech you, my Lord, has the fool qualities? Very rare ones: You shall not hear him speak one wise word in a month's converse; passing temperate of diet, for keep him from meat four and twenty hours, and he will fast a whole day and a night together: unless you urge him to swear, there seldom comes an oath from his mouth: and of a Fool, my Lord, to tell ye the plain truth, had a''a but half as much wit as you, my Lord, he would be in short time three quarters as arrant wise as your Lordship.
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By the Castles farther draw-bridge, neare Galzazzo's statue; his name is Alphonso Trinultio—happy aboue all fate. You say enough, my thanks t'ee. Were that picture But rated at my Lordship, 'twere too cheape. I feare I spoke or did I know not what, All sense of prouidence was in mine eye. Youth in threescore years and ten; trust me (my Lord Maurucio) you are now younger in the iudgement of those that compare your former age with your latter, by seuen and twenty yeares, then you were three yeares agoe: by all my fideliy, 'tis a miracle: the Ladies wonder at you. Let them wonder; I am wise, as I am Courtly. The Ladies, my Lord, call him the Greene broome of the Court, he sweeps all before him, and sweare he has a stabbing wit: it is a very glister to laughter- Nay, I know I can tickle 'em at my pleasure: I am stiffe and strong, Ferentes. A Rhedish root is a speare of steele in comparison of I know what.— The Marquesse doth loue you. She doth loue me. And begins to doe you infinite grace. Maurucio, infinite grace. I'le take this time: Good houre, my Lords, to both. Right Princely Fernando, the best of the Fernando's: by the pith of generation, the man I looke for. His Highnes hath sent to find you out; hee is determin'd to weather his owne proper individuall person, for two dayes space, in my Lord Narbassa's forrest, to hunt the Deere, rhe Bucke, the Roe, and eke the Barren Doe. Is his Highnesse preparing to hunt? Yes, my Lord, and resolu'd tolye forth for the breuiating the prolixity of some superfluous transmigration of the Suns double Cadence to the western Horizon, my most perspicuous good Lord. Oh, Sir, let mee beseech you to speake in your owne mother tongue—two dayes absence—well—my Lord Maurucio, I haue a sute t'ee. My Lord Fernando, I haue a sute to you. That you wil accept from me a very choice token of my loue, will you grant it? Will you grant mine? What is't? Onely to know what the sute is, you please to P ferre to me. Why 'tis, my Lord, a Foole. A Foole? As very a Foole As your Lordship is—hopefull to see in any time of your life. Now good my Lord part not with the Foole on any termes. I beseech you, my Lord, has the foole qualities? Very rare ones: You shall not heare him speake one wise word in a months conuerse; passing temperate of dyet, for keep him from meat foure and twenty houres, and he will fast a whole day and a night together: vnlesse you vrge him to sweare, there seldome comes an oath from his mouth: and of a Foole, my Lord, to tell yee the plaine truth, had'a but halfe as much wit as you, my Lord, he would be in short time three quarters as arrant wise as your Lordship.