Edwards, Richard · published 1571 · first performed or written 1564 [1564-1568] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · before the Court unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
It is a trim thing to be washed in the Court. Their hands are so fine that they never do hurt. Me think ich am lighter than ever ich was. Our shaveinge in the Court hath brought this to pass. With too nidden, and too nidden. With too nidden and todle todle do nidden. Is not Grim the Colier most finely shaven. THis is trimly done, now Ihill pitch my coals not far hence, And then at the Tavern I'll bestow whole twain pence. Farewell cock, before the collier again do us seek, t vs into the Courte to parte the spoyle, share and share like. Away then. Out alas, where shall I make my moan? y Pouche, my Benters and all is gone, where is that villain that did me shave? hath rob me alas of all that I have. Who crieth so at the Court gate. I, the poor Colier, that was rob of late. Who rob thee? Two of the Porter's men that did shave me. Why? the Porter's men are no Barbers? A vengeance take them they are quick carners. What stature wear they of? As little dapper knaves as they trimly could scoff. They were Lackeys, as near as I can guess them. Such Lackeys make me lack, an halter beswenge them, ●am undone they have my Benters too. Dost thou know them if thou seest them? Yea that I do? Then come with me, we will find them out and that quickly. I follow mast Tipslafe, they be in the Court it is likely. Then cry no more, come away. If ever you will show your friendship, now is the time, seeing the king is displeased with me, of my part without any crime It should appear it comes of some evil behaviour, That you so suddenly are cast out of favour. Nothing have I done but this in talk I overthwarted Eubulus, When he lamented Pythias case to King Dionysius, Which to morrow shall die, but for that false knave Damon: He hath left his friend in the briars and now is gone. We grew so hot in talk, that Eubulus protested plainly, Which held his care open to parasitical flattery. And now in the kings ear like a bell he rings, crying that flatterers have been the destroyers of kings: Which talk in Dionysius heart hath made so deep impression, That he trusteth me not as heretofore in no condition: And some words broke from him as though that he, Began to suspect my troth and honesty: Which you of friendship I know will defend, how so ever the world goeth, My friend for my honesty, will you not take an oath? To swear for your honesty, I should loose mine own. Should you so in deed? I would that were known, Is your void friendship come thus to pass.
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It is a trimme thinge to be washt in the Courte. Their handes are so fine that they neuer doo hurte. Me thinke ich am lighter then euer ich was. Our shaueinge in the Courte hath brought this to passe. With too nidden, and too nidden. With too nidden and todle todle doo nidden. not Grimme the Coler most finely shauen. THis is trimly done, now chill pitche my coles not farre hense, And then at the Tauerne chil bestowe whole tway pence. Farewell cocke, before the Colier againe doo vs séeke, t vs into the Courte to parte the spoyle, share and share like. Away then. Out alas, where shall I make my mone? y Pouche, my Benters and all is gone, her is that villayne that dyd me shaue? ath robbed me alas of all that I haue. Who crieth so at the Courte gate. I, the poore Colier, that was robbed of late. Who robbed thée? Twoo of the Porters men that dyd shaue me. Why? the Porters men are no Barbers? A vengance take them they are quicke carners. What stature weare they of? As little dapper knaues as they trimly could scoffe. They were Lackeyes, as neare as I can gesse them. Such Lackies make me lacke, an halter beswenge them, am vndon they haue my Benters too. Doest thou know them if thou seest them? Yea that I doo? Then come with me, we wyll finde them out and that quickly. I folow mast Tipslafe, they be in the Courte it is likely. Then crie no more, come away. If euer you wyll shew your friendship, now is the time, Seing the king is displeased with me, of my parte without any crime It should appeare it comes of some euell behauiour, That you so sodenly are cast out of fauour. Nothing haue I done but this in talke I ouerthwarted Eubulus▪ When he lamented Pithias case to Kinge Dionisius, Which to morrow shall die, but for that false knaue Damon: He hath left his friend in the briers and now is gone. Wée grew so hot in talke, that Eubulus protested playnely, Which held his care open to parasiticall flatery. And now in the Kinges eare like a bell he ringes, Criyng that latterers haue ben the destroyers of kinges: Which talke in Dionisius harte hath made so déepe impression, That he rustes me not as heretofore in no condition: And some wordes brake from him as though that hee, Began to suspect my trouth and honestie: Which you of friendship I know wyll defend, how so euer the world goeth▪ My frind for my honestie, wyll you not take an othe? To sweare for your honestie, I should lose mine owne. Should you so in déede? I would that were knowne, Is your voyde friendship come thus to passe.