Edwards, Richard · published 1571 · first performed or written 1564 [1564-1568] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · before the Court T2 Roman politics: senate, consuls and civi typicality 0.73 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T2: rome, caesar, senate, sulla, roman, consul, brutus, romans, men, marius.
If you seek a whole Region, his like you can not have: A Villain for his life, a varlet died in Graine, You loose Money by him if you sell him for one knave, for he serves for twain: A flattering Parasite, a sycophant also, A comen accuser of men: to the good, an open Foe, Of half a word, he can make a Legend of lies, Which he will avouch with such tragical cries, As though all were true that comes out of his mouth, Where in deed to be hanged by and by, He cannot tell one tale but twice he must lie, He spareth no man's life to get the kings favour, In which kind of servis he hath got such a savour, That he will never leave, me think then that I, Have done very wisely to join in friendship with him, jest perhaps I Coming in his way might be nipped, for such knaves in presence, We see often times put honest men to silence: Yet I have played with his beard in knitting this knot, I promised friendship, but you love few words: I spoke it, but I meant it not, Who marks this friendship between us two, Shall judge of the worldly friendship without any more a do, It may be a right Patron thereof, but true friendship in deed, Of naught but of virtue, doth truly proséede, But why do I now enter into Philosophy, Which do profess the fine kind of courtesy? I will hence to the Court with all haste I may, I think the king be stirring, it is now bright day, To wait at a pinch still in sight I mean, For wots ye what? a new Broome swéepes clean, As to high honour I mind not to climb, So I mean in the court to loose ne time: Wherein happy man be his dole, I trust that I, Shall not speed worst, and that very quickly ONEPTUNE, immortal be thy praise, For that so safe from Gréece we have passed the seas, To this noble city SIRACUSAE, where we The ancient reign of the Romaines may see, Whose force, Gréece also here to fore hath known, Whose virtue, the shrill trump of fame so far hath blown. My Damon, of right high praise we aught to give, To Neptune and all the Gods, that we safely did arrive, The Seas I think with contrary winds, never raged so, I am even yet so Sea-sick, that I faint as I go: Therefore let us get some lodging quickly: But where is Stephano? Not far hence: a Pocks take these Maryner knaves, Not one would help me to carry this stuff, such drunken slaves I think be accursed of the Gods own mouths. Stephano, leave thy raging, and let us enter SIRACUSAE We will provide lodging, and thou shalt be eased of thy burden by 〈◊〉 Good master make haste, for I tell you plain, This heavy burden puts poor Stephano to much pain.
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Yf you séeke a whole Region, his lyke you can not haue: A Uillaine for his life, a Uarlet died in Graine, You lose Money by him if you sel him for one knaue, for he serues for twaine: A flatteryng Parasite, a Sicophant also, A commen accuser of men: to the good, an open Foe, Of halfe a worde, he can make a Legend of lies, Which he wyll aduouch with such tragicall cryes, As though all were true that comes out of his mouth, Where in dede to be hanged by and by, He cannot tell one tale but twyse he must lie, He spareth no mans life to get the kinges fauour, In which kind of seruis he hath got such a sauour, That he wyll neuer leaue, me thinke then that I, Haue done very wisely to ioyne in friendship with him, lest perhaps I Comming in his way might be nipt, for such knaues in presence, We sée oft times put honest men to silence: Yet I haue played with his beard in knitting this knot, I promist frendship, but you loue few words: I spake it, but I meant it not, Who markes this friendship betwene vs two, Shal iudge of the worldly friendship without any more a doo, It may be a ryght Patron therof, but true friendship in déede, Of nought but of vertue, doth truly proséede, But why doo I now enter into Philosophie, Which doo professe the fine kind of curtesie? I wyll hence to the Courte with all haste I may, I thinke the king be stirring, it is now bright day, To waite at a pinche still in sight I meane, For wot ye what? a new Broome swéepes cleane, As to hie honour I mynde not to clime, So I meane in the courte to lose ne time: Wherein happy man be his dole, I trust that I, Shall not spéede worst, and that very quickly ONEPTVNE, immortall be thy prayse, For that so safe from Gréece we haue past the seas, To this noble citie SIRACVSAE, where we The auncient raygne of the Romaines may see, Whose force, Gréece also here to fore hath knowne, Whose vertue, the shrill trump of fame so farre hath blowne. My Damon, of right high prayse we ought to geue, To Neptune and all the Gods, that we safely dyd arryue, The Seas I thinke with contrary winds, neuer raged so, I am euen yet so Seasicke, that I faynt as I go: Therfore let vs get some lodgyng quickely: But where is Stephano? ¶Not farre hence: a Pockes take these Maryner knaues, Not one would healpe mée to carry this stuffe, such dronken I thinke be accursed of the Goddes owne mouthes. ¶Stephano, leaue thy ragyng, and let vs enter SIRACVSAE We wil prouide lodgyng, and thou shalt be eased of thy burden by ¶Good mayster make haste, for I tell you playne, This heauy burden puts poore Stephano to much payne.