Ford, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
Dost doubt it? Not much; I have your purse in pawn for't. Now to the shape, and know the wits in Florence, Who in the great Duke's court, buffoons his compliment, According to the change of meats in season, At every free Lords table, Or free meetings In Taverns, there a' sits at the upper end, And eats, and prates, a' cares not how nor what. The very quaik of fashions, the very he that Wears a Steletto on his chin. You have him. Like such a thing must you appear, and study Amongst the Ladies in a formal foppery, To vent some curiosity of language, Above their apprehensions, or your own, Indeed beyond sense, you are the more the person. Now amorous, then scurvy, sometimes bawdy, The same man still, but evermore fantastical, As being the suppositor to laughter: It hath saved charge in physic. When occasion Offers itself (for where it does or not, I will be bold to take it) I may turn To some one in the company; and changing My Method talk of state, and rail against Th'imployment of the time, mislike the carriage Of places, and mislike that men of parts, Of merit, such as myself am, are not Thrust into public action: 'twill set off A privilege I challenge from opinion, With a more lively current. On my Modesty, You are some kin to him— signior Prugnioli! signior Mushrumpo! Leap but into his antic garb, and trust me You'll fit it to a thought. The time? As suddenly As you can be transformed,— for the event, 'Tis pregnant. Yet my pretty knave, thou hast not Discovered where fair Castamela lives; Nor how, nor amongst whom. Pish, it more Queres,? Till your own eyes inform, be silent, else Take back your earnest, what, turn woman? fie; Be idle and inquisitive? No more. I shall be speedily provided, ask for A note at mine own lodging. I'll not fail ye, Assuredly, I will not fail you signior; My fine in amorato— twenty ducats? theyare half his quarter's income— love, oh love, What a pure madness art thou? I shall fit him, Fit, quit and split him too— most bounteous sir. Boy, thou art quick and trusty, Be withal close and silent, and thy pains Shall meet a liberal addition. Though sir, I'm but a child, yet you shall find me— man In the contrivements; I will speak for thee. Well 'a does relish the disguise! Most greedily Swallows it with a liquorish delight: Will instantly be shaped in't instantly, And on my conscience, sir, the supposition Strengthened by supposition, will transform him Into the beast itself 'a does resemble. Spend that, and look for more boy. Sir, it needs not: I have already twenty Ducats pursed In a gay case, alas sir, to you, my service Is but my duty. Modesty in Pages Shows not a virtue, boy, when it exceeds Good manners. Where must we meet?
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Dost doubt it? Not much; I have your purse in pawne fort. Now to the shape, and know the wits in Florence, Who in the great Dukes court, buffoones his complement, According to the change of meates in season, At every free Lords table, Or free meetings In Tavernes, there a' sits at the upper end, And eates, and prates, a' cares not how nor what. The very quaik of fashions, the very hee that Weares a Steletto on his chinne. You have him. Like such a thing must you appeare, and study Amongst the Ladies in a formall soppery, To vent some curiosity of language, Above their appehensions, or your owne, Indeed beyond sence, you are the more the person. Now amorous, then scurvie, sometimes bawdy, The same man still, but evermore phantasticall, As being the suppositor to laughter: It hath sav'd charge in physick. When occasion Offers it selfe (forwhere it do's or not, I will be bold to take it) I may turne To some one in the company; and changing My Method talke of state, and rayle against Th'imployment of the time, mislike the carriage Of places, and mislike that men of parts, Of merit, such as my selfe am, are not Thrust into publike action: 'twill set off A privilege I challenge from opinion, With a more lively current. On my Modesty, You are some kin to him—Seignior Prugnioli! Seignior Mushrumpo! Leape but into his anticke garbe, and trust me You'le fit it to a thought. The time? As suddenly As you can be transform'd,—for the event, 'Tis pregnant. Yet my pretty knave, thou hast not Discover'd where faire Castamela lives; Nor how, nor amongst whome. Pish, it more Queres,? Till your owne eyes informe, be silent, else Take backe your earnest, what, turne woman? fie; Be idle and inquisitive? No more. I shall be speedily provided, aske for A note at mine owne lodging. Ile not fayle yee, Assuredly, I will not fayle you Seignior; My fine in amorato—twenty duccats? Th'are halfe his quarters incombe—love, oh love, What a pure madnesse art thou? I shall fit him, Fit, quit and split him too—most bounteous sir. Boy, thou art quicke and trustie, Be withall close and silent, and thy paines Shall meet a liberall addition. Though sir, I'me but a child, yet you shall find me— man In the contrivements; I will speake for thee. Well 'adoes relish the disguise! Most greedily Swallowes it with a licourish delight: Will instantly be shap't in't instantly, And on my conscience, sir, the supposition Strengthned by supposition, will trans forme him Into the beast it selfe 'a do's resemble. Spend that, and looke for more boy. Sir, it needs not: I have already twenty Ducats pursed In a gay case, alas sir, to you, my service Is but my duty. Modestie in Pages Shewes not a vertue, boy, when it exceeds Good manners. Where must we meet?