Massinger, Philip · published 1636 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jul 5] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 494 words
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Let me see thy notes. These are her lodgings. Well. Art thou an Ass? Peace, thou art a Court wagtail To interrupt me. He has given it you. And then say to th'illustrious I have it. Which is she? Why this; Fopdoodle. Leave chattering Bulfinch: you would put me out, But 't will not do. Then after you have made Your three obeisances to her, kneel and kiss The skirt of Gown. I am glad it is no worse. And why so sir? Because I was afraid That after the Italian garb I should Have kissed her backward. This is sport unlooked for. Are you the Princess? Yes sir. Then stand fair (For I am choleric) and do not nip A hopeful blossom. Out again. Three low Obeisances. I am ready. I come on then. With much formality. Umph. One. two. three. Thus far I am right. Now for the last. O rare! she is perfumed all over! Sure great women Instead of little dogs are privileged To carry Musk Cats. Now the ceremony Is passed, what is the substance? I'll peruse My instructions, and then tell you: Her skirt kissed, Inform her Highness, that your Lord, Who's that? Prince Giovanni, who entreats your Grace, That he with your good favour may have leave To present his service to you. I think I have nicked it For a Courtier of the first form. To my wonder: Return unto the Prince: but he prevents My answer. Calaminta take him off, And for the neat delivery of his message Give him ten Ducats, such rare parts as yours Are to be cherished. We will share. I know It is the custom of the Court, when ten Are promised, five is fair. Fie, fie, the Princess Shall never know it, so you dispatch me quickly, And bid me not come tomorrow. Very good sir. Pray you friend Inform the Duke I am putting into act What he commanded. I am proud to be employed sir. Madam, that without warrant I presume To trench upon your Privacies, may argue Rudeness of manners. But the free access Your Princely courtesy vouchsafes to all That come to pay their services, gives me hope To find a gracious pardon. If you please, not To make that an offence in your construction, Which I receive as a large favour from you, There needs not this Apology. You continue As you were ever, the greatest Mistress of Fair entertainment. You are Sir the Master, And in the Country have learned to outdo All that in Court is practised. But why should we Talk at such distance? You are welcome sir. We have been more familiar, and since You will impose the Province, you should govern, Of boldness on me, give me leave to say You are too punctual. Sit sir, and discourse As we were used. Your Excellence knows so well How to command, that I can never err When I obey you.
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Let me see thy notes. These are her lodgings. Well. Art thou an Asse? Peace, thou art a Court wagtaile To interrupt me. He has giv'n it you. And then say to th'illustrious I have it. VVhich is she? VVhy this; Fopdoodle. Leave chattering Bulfinch: you would put me out, But 't will not doe. Then after you have made Your three obeysances to her, kneele and kisse The skirt of Gowne. I am glad it is no worse. And why so sir? Because I was afraid That after the Italian garbe I should Have kiss'd her backward. This is sport unlook'd for. Are you the Princesse? Yes sir. Then stand faire (For I am cholerick) and doe not nip A hopefull blosome. Out againe. Three low Obeysances. I am ready. I come on then. With much formality. Umph. One. two. three. Thus farre I am right. Now for the last. O rare! Shee is perfum'd all over! Sure great women Instead of little dogges are priviledg'd To carrie Musk Cats. Now the ceremony Is pass'd, what is the substance? I'll peruse My instructions, and then tell you: Her skirt kiss'd, Informe her Highnesse, that your Lord, Who's that? Prince Giovanni, who entreates your Grace, That he with your good favour may have leave To present his service to you. I think I have nick'd it For a Courtier of the first forme. To my wonder: Returne unto the Prince: but he prevents My answer. Calaminta take him off, And for the neate delivery of his message Give him ten Duccats, such rare parts as yours Are to be cherish'd. We will share. I know It is the custome of the Court, when ten Are promis'd, five is faire. Fie, fie, the Princesse Shall never know it, so you dispatch me quickly, And bid me not come to morrow. Very good sir. Pray you friend Informe the Duke I am putting into act What he commanded. I am proud to be imploy'd sir. Madam, that without warrant I presume To trench upon your Privacies, may argue Rudenesse of manners. But the free accesse Your Princely courtesie vouchsafes to all That come to pay their services, gives me hope To finde a gracious pardon. If you please, not To make that an offence in your construction, Which I receive as a large favour from you, There needes not this Apologie. You continue As you were ever, the greatest Mistresse of Faire entertainment. You are Sir the Master, And in the Country have learnt to out-doe All that in Court is practis'd. But why should we Talke at such distance? You are welcome sir. We have beene more familiar, and since You wil impose the Province, you should governe, Of boldnesse on me, give me leave to say You are too punctuall. Sit sir, and discourse As we were us'd. Your Excellence knowes so well How to command, that I can never erre When I obey you.