The Seven Champions of Christendom · chunk 23 of 43
Kirke, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [1634-1638] (Annals) romance · Red Bull Company (second) · Red Bull unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T41: master, house, door, iohn, old, mistress, basket, lord, gentleman, ick.
I'm glad to see thee; It seems you have altered fortune with your Master: Where hast thou lived and wandered since I lost thee? Oh sir, I have had such a company of Masters in law since I left you: First sir, I served a Lord till he entertained a Cook, and then I must stay no longer: Than I was Gentleman Usher to a young Lady, but she hating new fashions, I hated her service. Then sir, I served a young Heir newly come to his Living, and because he opened his gates, and let Hospitality enter, I bid flanlet to him: than I served a Usurer, and because he would often be drunk, and let his Angels fly gratis, I gave him the bag too: Then I dwelled with a proctor, and he every day would bid conscience to dinner, so there was no staying with him: Then I served a Scrivener, but he was so taken up with his Orator the pillory, that I was fain to leave him too; and then I came here a sheep-biting, as you see sir. 'Tis very well sir; but will you leave your sheep & your sheephook, and follow me without losing? Follow thee? that I will, till I find no land to tread on, nor water to swim on: Shepherd farewell, Fox, look to the Lambs, Wolf, keep the sheep safe: now shall we kill Giants, and eat meat again. Be true to me, once more y'are entertained, 'T shall not be long before thou seest This low dejected state shining in complete steel: He that in pursuit of adventures goes, Must not shun danger, though he meet with blows: Come Suckabus. This is the state of Princely Ormandine; Though once dejected, and low trodden down Under the feet of Fortune's petty Kings, Above her envy re-advanced again; and you my friends And partners in her frowns, shall now deride her petty Deity, Laugh at those Kings, which like to guilded moats! Dance in the Sunbeam of her various smile: And when we have laughed our fills, my fury then Shall rise, and like a Torrent in the Ocean raised By swelling spring-tides driven from their bounds, So shall the rage of Oxmandines swift vengeance At once o'erflow the cruel Tartar and Arabian Kings. Great Ormandine has given us satisfaction; We were your subjects first, so are we now, Yet never lived in that tranquillity, When we did bow under your Sceptre as now we do: Then cares of country's safety, and your person, Care of our wives, our substance, and ourselves, expelled Our stomachs, took our sleeps away, and made our eyes Fears watchmen; here art thou crowned with Arts Rich, potent, and commanding power; There sat a golden hoop tempered with fear, That tattered on thy head, here with a wand thou call'st, And art obeyed; there by the Tartars cruelty dismayed, Thy pleasures mixed with store of misery, under the pride of Tartar's tyranny. Then let me speak, but far from contradiction, Your hand hath laid her actions wait on well.
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I' me glad to ſee thee; It ſeemes you have alterd fortune with your Maſter: Where haſt thou liv'd and wander'd ſince I loſt thee? Oh ſir, I have had ſuch a company of Maſters in law ſince I left you: Firſt ſir, I ſerv'd a Lord till he entertain'd a Cooke, and then I muſt ſtay no longer: Then I was Gentleman Vſher to a young Lady, but ſhe hating new faſhions, I hated her ſervice. Then ſir, I ſerv'd a young Heire newly come to his Living, and becauſe he open'd his gates, and let Hoſpitality enter, I bid lanlet to him: then I ſerv'd a Vſurer, and becauſe he would often be drunke, and let his Angels flye gratis, I gave him the bag too: Then I dwelt with a Procter, and he every day would bid conſcience to dinner, ſo there was no ſtaying with him: Then I ſerv'd a Scrivener, but he was ſo taken up with his Orator the Pillary, that I was faine to leave him too; and then I came here a ſheep-biting, as you ſee ſir. 'Tis very well ſir; but will you leave your ſheepe & your ſheepe-hooke, and follow me without leeſing? Follow thee? that I will, till I finde no land to tread on, nor water to ſwimme on: Shepheard farwell, Fox, looke to the Lambs, Wolfe, keepe the ſheepe ſafe: now ſhall we kill Gyants, and eate meate agen. Be true to me, once more y'are entertain'd, 'T ſhall not be long before thou ſeeſt This low dejected ſtate ſhining in compleat ſteele: He that in purſuit of adventures goes, Muſt not ſhun danger, though he meet with blows: Come Suckabus. This is the ſtate of Princely Ormandine; Tho once dejected, and low trodden downe Vnder the feet of Fortunes petty Kings, Above her envy re-advanc'd agen; and you my friends And partners in her frowns, ſhal now deride her petty Deity, Laugh at thoſe Kings, which like to guilded moats! Dance in the Sun-beame of her various ſmile: And when we have laught our fills, my fury then Shall riſe, and like a Torrent in the Ocean rais'd By ſwelling ſpring-tides driven from their bounds, So ſhall the rage of Oxmandines ſwift vengeance At once o'reflow the cruell Tartar and Arabian Kings. Great Ormandine has given us ſatisfaction; We were your ſubjects firſt, ſo are we now, Yet never liv'd in that tranquillity, When we did bow under your Scepter as now we doe: Then cares of Countries ſafety, and your perſon, Care of our wives, our ſubſtance, and our ſelves, expell'd Our ſtomacks, tooke our ſleepes away, and made our eyes Feares watchmen; here art thou crown'd with Arts Rich, potent, and commanding power; There ſate a golden hoope temper'd with feare, That tatt or 'd on thy head, here with a wand thou call'ſt, And art obey'd; there by the Tartars cruelty diſmay'd, Thy pleaſures mixt with ſtore of miſery, Vndor the pride of Tartars tyranny. Then let me ſpeake, but farre from contradiction, Your hand hath laid her actions waite on well.