Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1633 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 493 words
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A pardon! bless me, for what? Not for murder; but for killing (yet not a Man) fairly in the field. Are you earnest? 'Tis not yet done; only I am resolved to do it, were I but sure of my pardon. If not a man, what then is it? A mere superfluous compliment of state formality. One of my Lady's raising. A fellow that hath cross capered himself out of a tailor into a gentleman Usher. Who Mr. Spruce? but have you challenged him? Yes, with all due form and circumstance. The weapon single Rapier; the place the Piazze; the time this moonshine night presently before supper. And your quarrel my love. Well Mr. Warrant; I know a Gentleman hath interest in a Lord at Court, who hath long been inward with her. I'll warrant your pardon. But my Lady expects me. Dearest part of myself: to get my pardon, here's Spruce, now will I affront him. your being my Lady's Gentleman Usher, her preambulator or her anteman must not protect you in the competition of Warrant, thou art a scribbled shred of baseness to twit me with my lady's favours, and mine own deservings. Mr. S. Secretary is my Lady's gentlewoman, and I will love her by privilege. By privilege Spruce! Thou art a Baboon of formality, and an ape of court- ship. When I have killed thee, and get my pardon, I will have thy skin stuted; and with a protection show them at country Fairs and Markets for a Guinea Pigmy. Warrant, thou art the Epitome of my Master's authority, and the abridgement of his justiceship. Spruce, thou art a very louse, bred in thy cross-legged profession; that having sucked a little blood of Gentility, instead of thy usual bread breakfast, art grown to a fancy familiarity, with thy maintainers. Thou buyest thy laundry in Long-lane or Hounsditch with the impudence of a cheater. Warrant, thou liest. How I lie. That somebody were here to stand betwixt us. Come not near me, lest I blast thee with the breath of my just indignation. Keep at distance Warrant, lest I tame thee, and send thee from Constable to Constable in a Wheelbarrow. For this Spruce I will not compassionate the good parts which my Lady commends in thee. Thy Fiddlestick shall not save thee; nor thy capering lift thee an inch from the ground which I have laid for thy destruction. Warrant, thou art the very parings of a Pedantic to flout the completeness of education. Because thy dulness is capable of no more than to frame Hetroclites from men's names, and scribble a warrant or a mittimus by a precedent; yet thou art a Justice's Clerk. And thou a Lady's Gentleman Usher, a bundle of complemental follies stitched up with howdies. I will send thee anon upon a visit to the Devil. Fie Mr. Spruce and Mr. Warrant, how loud you are! my Lady hears your noise, and is offended.
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A pardon! blesse me, for what? Not for murder; but for killing (yet not a Man) fairely in the field. Are you earnest? 'Tis not yet done; onely I am resolv'd to doe it, were I but sure of my pardon. If not a man, what then is it? A meere superfluous complement of state formality. One of my Ladyes raising. A fellow that hath crosse cape'd himselfe out of a Taylor into a gentleman Vsher. Who Mr. Spruce? but have you charng'd him? Yes, with all and circumstance. The weapon single Rapier; the place the Pazz; the time this mooneshine night presently before supper. And your quarrell my love. Wel Mr. Warrant; I know a Gentleuman hath interest in a Lord at Court, who hath long beene inward with her. I'le warrant your pardon. But my Lady expects me. Dearest part of my selfe: to get my pardon, here's Spruce, now will I affront him. Our being my Ladis Gentleman Vsher, her not protect you in the competon . Warrant, shred of basenesse to favours, and mine owne deservings. Mr. S. Secretary is my Ladies gentlwoman, and by priviledge. By priviledge Spruce! Thou art a Baboone of formaty, and an ap of -ship. When I have kill'd thee, and get my pardon, I will have thy skin stuhh't; and with a protection shew the at countrey Faires and Markets for a Ginney Pigmie. Warrant, thou art the Epitome of my Masters authority, and the abridgement of justiceship. Spruce, thou art a very , bred in thy crosseleggd profession; that having suckt a little bloud of Gentility, instead of thy usuall bread brekfast, art growne to a fancy familiarity, with thy maintainers. Tou buy'st thy laundry in Long-lane or Hounsditch with the impudec of a cheater. Warrant, thou lyest. How lie. That some-body were here to stand betwixt us. Come not neere me, lest I blast thee with the breath of my just indignation. Keepe at distance Warrant, lest I ame thee, and send thee from Constable to Constable in a Wheelebarrow. For this Spruce I will not compassionate the good parts which my Lady commends in thee. Thy Fiddlesticke shall not save thee; nor thy capring lift thee an inch from the ground which I have laid for thy destruction. Warrant, thou art the very parings of a Pedanticke to flout the compleatnesse of education. Because thy dulnesse is capable of no more then to frame Hetroclites from mens names, and scribble a warrant or a mittimus by a president; yet thou art a Justices Clerke. And thou a Ladies Gentleman Vsher, a bundle of complementall follyes stitcht up with how-dee's. I will send thee anon upon a visit to the Divell. Fie Mr. Spruce and Mr. Warrant, how loud you are my Ladie heares your noise, and is offended.