Rowley, William · published 1638 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1609] (Annals) romance · Prince Charles's Men (first) · Red Bull unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 483 words
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An excellent pate to trouble the whole Commonalty; The plot is good i'faith Boy. I like it well, and will acquaint the Princess with it. O Master and Dame, Dame and Master; O lamentable day! now or never. How now Knaves, toll one Bell at once, and leave jangling. O pitiful Master, intolerable Dame, I am the fore-bell, and h'as rung all in many a time and often with you Dame: but now I must wring out mine own eyes in tears, in dolour, and most doleful knells: My fellow Hugh is taken, And condemned like a Christian. O horrible! Peace Bagpipe: my man Hugh condemned, How comes that? O Master, your man Hugh is not the man you took him for; not plain Hugh, but Sir Hugh, a Knight of fame. How? a Knight of the Worshipful Company of the Cordwainers? Nay, by St. Davie, he's more, he's a Welsh Prince, And son to the King of Powes in South Wales, Though he but a Shoemaker here. Passion of me, what a brood of Princes have I brought up! And why is my right honourable Servant to be put to death? As we were going to see the Christians, he spied his old Love Queen Winifred amongst them, and at the very sight he looked as green as a leek, and so rushed in amongst them; took the Lady by the Lily-white hand, railed on the Roman gods, defied the Emperor, and swore he would die if she did. Is there no help to save him? None in the World, except he leave to be a Christian. 'Tis true Sir, all the Sergeants and Officers that came to arrest him, pitying his case, persuaded him to be no good Christian, as they were: then there was a Broker said he would lay his soul to pawn, he could not prosper if he were a Christian; nay, the jailor cries out on him, and says, if he continue a Christian, he'll use him like a Dog. Alack the day; I'm sorry for my honourable boot hailer: Go and comfort him; I'll see him anon tell him. Nay, stay sweet Master, 'Twas never seen that a Shoemaker and his men Were base Bassilomions, but true bonus socius, Up see freeze, though we cannot get him from prison, I'll sell my coat from my back, ere a Shoemaker Shall want: Let us show ourselves cavaliers Or Cobblers: come every man his twelvepence A piece to drink with him in prison. A good motion: boon boys, fine knaves; I like you well when you hang together: Hold my brave journeymen, There's a double share for me. And mine with all my heart i'faith. And cause he's a Knight, thou shalt have my shilling too. I thank you Dame: Nay, we'll never leave a brother of our Company, as long as flesh and bones Will hang together.
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An excellent pate to trouble the whole Commonalty; The plot is good yfaith Boy. I like it well, and will acquaint the Princesse with it. O Master and Dame, Dame and Master; O lamental le day! now or never. How now Knaves, tole one Bell at once, and leave jangling. O pittifull Master, intolerable Dame, I am the fore-bell, and 'as ung all in many a time and often with you Dame: but now I must ing out mine owne eyes in teares, in dolour, and most dolefull kells: My fellow Hugh is taken, And condemn'd like a Christian. O horrible! Peace Bag-pipe: my man Hugh condemn'd, How comes that? O Master, your man Hugh is not the man you took him for; not plaine Hugh, but Sir Hugh, a Knight of fame. How? a Knight of the Worshipfull Company of the Cordwainers? Nay, by St. Davie, hee's more, hee's a Welch Prince, And sonne to the King of Powes in South Wales, Though he but a Shooemaker here. Passion of me, what a brood of Princes have I brought up! And why is my right honourable Servant to be put to death? As we were going to see the Christians, he spied his old Love Queene Winifred amongst them, and at the very sight hee look't as greene as a leeke, an so rusht in amongst them; tooke the Lady by the Lilly-white hand, rail'd on the Roman gods, defied the Emperour, and swore he would dye if she did. Is there no helpe to save him? None in the World, except he leave to be a Christian. 'Tis true Sir, all the Sergeants and Officers that came to arest him, pittying his case, perswaded him to be no good Christian, as they were: then there was a Broker said hee would lay his soule to pawne, he could not prosper if he were a Christian; nay, the Iaylor cries out on him, and sayes, if he continue a Christian, hee'le use him like a Dog. Alacke the day; I'me sorry for my honourable boote hailer: Goe and comfort him; Ile see him anon tell him. Nay, stay sweete Master, 'Twas never seene that a Shooe-maker and his men Were base Bassilomions, but true bonus socius, Up se freeze, though we cannot get him from prison, Ile sell my coate from my backe, ere a Shoomaker Shall want: Let us shew our selves Cavaleeres Or Coblers: come every man his twelvepence A peece to drinke with him in prison. A good motion: boone boyes, fine knaves; I like you well when you hang together: Hold my brave Journey-men, There's a double share for me. And mine with all my heart y'faith. And cause he's a Knight, thou shalt have my shilling too. I thanke you Dame: Nay, weele never leave a brother of our Company, as long as flesh and bones Will hang together.