Heywood, Thomas · published 1633 · first performed or written c.1627 (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 500 words
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How now Sister, This is a fashion that's but late come up, For maids to court their husbands. I would wife It were no worse, upon condition, They had my helping hand and purse to boot, With both in ample measure; oh this Gentleman, I love, nay almost dote on. Ya've my leave, To give it full expression. In these arms then, Oh had my youth been blessed with such a son, To have made my estate to my name hereditary, I should have gone contented to my grave, As to my bed; to death, as to my sleep; But Heaven hath will in all things, once more welcome, And you sir, for your friend's sake. Would I had in me, That which he hath, to have claimed it for mine own, however, I much thank you. Now sir, the news with you. Dancing news sir, For the meat stands piping hot upon the dresser, The kitchen's in a heat and the Cook hath so bestirred himself, That he's in a sweat. The Jack plays Music, and the Spits Turn round to't. This fellows my best clock, He still strikes true to dinner. And to supper too sir, I know not how the day goes with you, but my stomach hath struck twelve, I can assure you that. You take us unprovided Gentlemen, Yet something you shall find and we would rather Give you the entertain of household guests, Then compliment of strangers, I pray enter. I'll stand to't, that in good hospitality, there can be nothing found that's ill, he that's a good housekeeper, keeps a good table, a good table, is never without good stools, good stools, seldom without good guests, good guests, never without good cheer, good cheer, cannot be without good stomachs, good stomachs, without good digestion, good digestion, keeps men in good health, and therefore all good people, that bear good minds, as you love goodness, be sure to keep good meat and drink in your houses, and so you shall be called good men, and nothing can come on't but good, I warrant you. Away you Corridon. Shall I be beat out of my Masters house thus? Thy Master, we are Lords amongst ourselves, And here we Live and Reign, Two years already Are past of our great Empire, and we now Write, Anno Tertio. But the old man lives, That shortly will depose you. Ith' mean time, I, as the mighty Lord and seneschal Of this great house and castle, banish thee, The very smell ath' kitchen, be it death, To appear before the dresser, And why so? Because thou stinkest of garlic, is that breath Agreeing with our Palace, where each Room, Smells with Musk, Civet, and rich Ambergris, aloes, Cassia, aromatic-gums, Perfumes, and Powders, one whose very garments Scent of the fowls and stables, oh fie, fie, What a base nasty rogue 'tis. Yet your fellow. Then let us put a carthorse in rich trappings. And bring him to the Tiltyard.
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How now Sister, This is a fashion that's but late come vp, For maids to court their husbands. I would wife It were no worse, vpon condition, They had my helping hand and purse to boote, With both in ample measure; oh this Gentleman, I loue, nay almost doate on. Ya'ue my leaue, To giue it full expression. In these armes then, Oh had my youth bin blest with such a sonne, To haue made my estate to my name hereditary, I should haue gone contented to my graue, As to my bed; to death, as to my sleepe; But Heauen hath will in all things, once more welcome, And you sir, for your friends sake. Would I had in mee, That which he hath, to haue clamd it for mine owne, How euer, I much thanke you. Now sir, the newes with you. Dancing newes sir, For the meat stands piping hot vpon the dresser, The kitchin's in a heat and the Cooke hath so bestir'd himselfe, That hee's in a sweat. The Iacke plaies Musicke, and the Spits Turne round too't. This fellowes my best clocke, Hee still strikes trew to dinner. And to supper too sir, I know not how the day goes with you, but my stomacke hath strucke twelue, I can assure you that. You take vs vnprouided Gentlemen, Yet something you shall finde and wee would rather Giue you the entertaine of houshold guests, Then complement of strangers, I pray enter. Ile stand too't, that in good hospitality, there can be nothing found that's ill, he that's a good house-keeper, keepes a good table, a good table, is neuer without good stooles, good stooles, seldome without good guests, good guests, neuer without good cheere, good cheere, cannot bee without good stomackes, good sfomackes, without good digestion, good digestion, keepes men in good health, and therefore all good people, that beare good minds, as you loue goodnesse, be sure to keepe good meat and drinke in your houses, and so you shall be called good men, and nothing can come on't but good, I warrant you. Away you Corridon. Shall I bee beate out of my Masters houe thus? Thy Master, wee are Lords amongst our selues, And heere we Liue and Reigne, Two yeeres already Are past of our great Empire, and wee now Write, Anno Tertio. But the old man lives, That shortly will depose you. Ith' meane time, I, as the mighty Lord and Seneshcall Of this great house and castle, banish thee, The very smell ath' kitchin, bee it death, To appeare before the dresser, And why so? Because thou stink'st of garlike, is that breath Agreeing with our Pallace, where each Roome, Smells with Muske, Ciuit, and rich Amber-greece, Alloes, Cassia, Aromaticke-gummes, Perfumes, and Pouders, one whose very garments Scent of the fowlds and stables, oh fie, fie, What a base nastie rogue tis. Yet your fellow. Then let vs put a Cart-Horse in rich trappings. And bring him to the Tilt-yard.