Heywood, Thomas · published 1633 · first performed or written c.1627 (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 492 words
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His Legs will be as nimble as his Brain, And 'twill be difficult to seize the slave, Yet your endeavours, pray peace, here hoe comes. My heart misgives, for 'tis not possible But that in all these windings and indents I shall be found at last: I'll take that course That men both troubled and affrighted do, Heap doubt on doubt, and as combustions rise, Try if from many I can make my peace, And work mine own atonement. Stand you close, Be not yet seen, but at your best advantage Hand him, and bind him fast: Whilst I dissemble As if I yet knew nothing. I suspect And find there's trouble in my Master's looks; Therefore I must not trust myself too far Within his fingers. Reignald? Worshipful Sir. What says my son i'th' Country? That tomorrow, Early i'th' morning, he'll attend your pleasure, And do as all such duteous children ought; Demand your blessing Sir. Well, 'tis well. I do not like his countenance. But Reignald? I suspect the honesty And the good meaning of my neighbour here, Old master Ricott; Meeting him but now, And having some discourse about the house, He makes all strange, and tells me in plain terms, He knows of no such matter. Tell me that Sir? I tell thee as it is: Nor that such moneys, took up at use, were ever tendered him On any such conditions. I cannot blame your worship to be pleasant, Knowing at what an underrate we bought it, but you ever Were a most merry Gentleman. (Impudent slave) But Reignald, he not only doth demi it, But offers to depose Himself and Servants, No such thing ever was. Now Heaven, to see to what this world's grown too. I will make him— Nay more, this man will not confess the Murder. Which both shall dearly answer; You have warrant For him already; But for the other Sir, If he deny it, he had better— Appear Gentlemen, 'Tis a fit time to take him. I discover the Ambush that's laid for me. Come nearer Reignald. First sir resolve me one thing, amongst other Merchandise Bought in your absence by your Son and me, we engrossed a great commodity of combs, And how many sorts think you? You might buy Some of the bones of Fishes, some of Beasts, Box-combes, and Iuery . But besides these, we have for Horses Sir, mane-combs, and curry-combs; Now Sir for men, we have Head-combs, Beard- combs, I and Coxcombs too; Take view of them at your pleasure, whilst for my part, I thus bestow myself. Well said Reignald, nobly put off Reignald, Look to thyself Reignald. Why dost thou climb thus? Only to practise The nimbleness of my Arms and Legs, Ere they prove your Cords and Fetters. Why to that place? been my Harbour long, and now it must be my Sanctuary; Dispute now, and I'll answer. To challenge me of Murder?
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His Leggs will be as nimble as his Braine, And 'twill be difficult to seaze the slaue, Yet your endeauours, pray peace, heere hoe comes. My heart mis-giues, for 'tis not possible But that in all these windings and indents I shall be found at last: I'le take that course That men both troubled and affrighted doe, Heape doubt on doubt, and as combustions rise, Try if from many I can make my peace, And worke mine owne atonement. Stand you close, Be not yet seene, but at your best aduantage Hand him, and bind him fast: Whil'st I dissemble As if I yet knew nothing. I suspect And find there's trouble in my Masters lookes; Therefore I must not trust my selfe too farre Within his fingers. Reignald? Worshipfull Sir. What sayes my sonne ith' Countrey? That tomorrow, Early ith' morning, heele attend your pleasure, And doe as all such dutious children ought; Demand your blessing Sir. Well, 'tis well. I doe not like his countenance. But Reignald? I suspect the honesty And the good meaning of my neighbour heere, Old master Ricott; Meeting him but now, And hauing some discourse about the house, He makes all strange, and tells me in plaine termes, Hee knowes of no such matter. Tell mee that Sir? I tell thee as it is: Nor that such moneys, tooke vp at vse, were euer tender'd him On any such conditions. I cannot blame your worship to bee pleasant, Knowing at what an vnder-rate we bought it, but you euer Were a most merry Gentleman. (Impudent ) But Reignald, hee not onely doth demie it, But offers to depose Himself and Seruants, No such thing euer was. Now Heauen, to see to what this world's groe too. I will make him— Nay more, this mn will not confesse the Murder. Which both shall deerely answere; You have warrant For him already; But for the other Sir, If hee denie it, he had better— Appeare Gentlemen, 'Tis a fit time to take him. I discouer the Ambush that's laid for me. Come neerer Reignald. First sir resolue me one thing, amongst other Merchandize Bought in your absence by your Sonne and me, Wee ingrost a great comoditie of Combes, And how many sorts thinke you? You might buy Some of the bones of Fishes, some of Beasts, Box-combes, and Iuery . But besides these, we haue for Horses Si, Mayne-combes, and Curry-combes; Now Sir for men, Wee haue Head-oombes, -combes, I and Cox-combes too; Take view of them at your pleasure, whil'it for my part, I thus bestow my selfe. Well said Reignald, nobly put off Reignald, Looke to thy selfe Reignald. Why dost thou clibo thus? Onely to practice The nimblenesse of my Armes and Legges, Ere they prooue your Cords and Fetters. Why to that place? Harbour long, and now it must bee my Sanctuary; Dispute now, and I'le answere. To challenge me of Murder?