Shakespeare, William / Fletcher, John · published 1634 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1614] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.76 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
For i'll cut my green coat, a foote above my knee, And i'll clip my yellow locks; an inch below mine eye. hay, nonny, nonny, nonny, He's buy me a white Cut, forth for to ride And i'll go seek him, throw the world that is so wide hay nonny, nonny, nonny. O for a prick now like a Nightingale, to put my breast Against. I shall sleep like a Top else. Fie, fie, what tediosity, & disensanity is here among ye? have my Rudiments been laboured so long with ye? milkd unto ye, and by a figure even the very plumbroth & marrow of my understanding laid upon ye? and do you still cry where, and how, & wherefore? you most course freeze capacities, ye jave judgements, have I said thus let be, and there let be, and then let be, and no man understand me, proh deum, medius fidius, ye are all dunces: For why here stand I. Here the Duke comes, there are you close in the Thicket; the Duke appears, I meet him and unto him I utter learned things, and many figures, he hears, and nods, and hums, and then cries rare, and I go forward, at length I fling my Cap up; mark there; then do you as once did Meleager, and the Boar break comely out before him: like true lovers, cast yourselves in a Body decently, and sweetly, by a figure trace, and turn Boys. And sweetly we will do it Master Gerrold. Draw up the Company, Where's the Taborour. Why Timothy. Here my mad boys, have at ye. But I say where's their women? Here's Friz and Maudlin. And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing Barbery. And freckled Nell; that never failed her Master. Where be your Ribbons maids? swim with your Bodies And carry it sweetly, and deliverly And now and then a favour, and a frisk. Let us alone Sir. where's the rest o'th' Music. Dispersed as you commanded. Couple then And see what's wanting; where's the Bavian? My friend, carry your tail without offence r scandall to the Ladies; and be sure You tumble with audacity, and manhood, And when you bark do it with judgement. Yes Sir. Quo usque tandem. Here is a woman wanting We may go whistle: all the fat's i'th' fire. We have, As learned Authors utter, washed a Tile, We have been fatuus, and laboured vainly. This is that scornful piece, that scurvy hilding That gave her promise faithfully, she would be here, Cicely the Sempster's daughter: The next gloves that I give her shall be dog skin; Nay and she fail me once, you can tell Arcas She swore by wine, and bread, she would not break. An Eel and woman, A learned Poet says: unless byth' tail And with thy teeth thou hold, will either fail, In manners this was false position A fire ill take her; does she flinch now? What Shall we determine Sir?
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For ile cut my coat, above my knee, And ile clip my yellow lockes; an inch below mine eie. hey, nonny, nonny, nonny, He's buy me a white Cut, forth for to ride And ile goe seeke him, throw the world that is so wide hey nonny, nonny, nonny. O for a pricke now like a Nightingale, to put my breast Against. I shall sleepe like a Top else. Fy, fy, what tediosity, & disensanity is here among ye? have my Rudiments bin biabourd so long with ye? milkd unto ye, and by a figure even the very plumbroth & marrow of my understanding laid upon ye? and do you still cry where, and how, & wherfore? you most course freeze capacities, ye jave Iudgements, have I saide thus let be, and there let be, and then let be, and no man understand mee, proh , medius , ye are all dunces: For why here stand I. Here the Duke comes, there are you close in the Thicket; the Duke appeares, I meete him and unto him I utter learned things, and many figures, he heares, and nods, and hums, and then cries rare, and I goe forward, at length I fling my Cap up; marke there; then do you as once did Mager, and the Bore break comly out before him: like true lovers, cast your selves in a Body decently, and sweetly, by a figure trace, and turne Boyes. And sweetly we will doe it Master Gerrold. Draw up the Company, Where's the Taborour. Why Timothy. Here my mad boyes, have at ye. But I say where's their women? Here's Friz and Maudline. And little Luce with the white legs, and bouncing . And freekeled Nel; that never faild her Master. Wher be your Ribands maid? swym with your Bodies And carry it sweetly, and deliverly And now and then a fauour, and a frisko. Let us alone Sir. Wher's the rest o'th Musicke. Dispersd as you commanded. Couple then And see what's wanting; wher's the Bavian? My friend, carry your taile without offence r scandall to the Ladies; and be sure tumble with audacity, and manhood, And when you barke doe it with judgement. Yes Sir. Quo usque tandem. Here is a woman wanting We may goe whistle: all the fat's i'th fie. We have, As learned Authours utter, washd a Tile, We have beene fatu, and laboured vainely. This is that scornefull peece, that vy hilding That gave her promise faithfully, she would be here, Cice y the Sempsters daughter: The next gloves that I give her shall be dog skin; Nay and she faile me once, you can tell Arcas She swore by wine, and bread, she would not breake. An Eele and woman, A learned Poet sayes: unles by'th taile And with thy teeth thou hold, will either faile, In manners this was false position A fire ill take her; do's she flinch now? What Shall we determine Sir?