Massinger, Philip · published 1639 · first performed or written 1624 [1624-1625] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 482 words
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Proceed my little wit In decim sexe. Thus then from the king To the beggar, by gradation all are servants, And you must grant the slavery is less To study to please one, than many. True. Well then, and first to you Sir, you complain You serve one Lord, but your Lord serves a thousand, Besides his passions (that are his worst masters) You must humour him, and he is bound to soothe Every grim Sir above him, if he frown, For the least neglect you fear to lose your place, But if, and with all slavish observation, From the minion's self, to the groom of his close stool, He hourly seeks not favour, he is sure To be eased of his office, though perhaps he bought it. Nay more, that high disposer of all such That are subordinate to him, serves, and fears The fury of the many-headed monster, The giddy multitude And as a horse Is still a horse, for all his golden trappings, So your men of purchased titles, at their best are But serving-men in rich liveries. Most rare infant, Where learnd'st thou this morality? Why thou dull pate, As I could thee, of my tutor. Now for us boy. I am cut of the governor. Quick, quick sirs, See all things perfect. Let the blame be ours else. And as I said when we are at the banquet, And high in our cups, for 'tis no feast without it, Especially among soldiers: Theocrine Being retired, as that's no place for her, Take you occasion to rise from the table, And lose no opportunity. 'tis my purpose, And if I can win her to give her heart, I have a holy man in readiness To join our hands, for the Admiral her father repents him of his grant to me, and So far transported with a strange opinion of her fair features, that should we desire it, I think ere long he will believe, and strongly, The dauphin is not worthy of her, I Am much amazed with't. Nay dispatch there fellows. We are ready when you please, sweet forms your pardon, It has been such a busy time I could not Tender that ceremonious respect Which you deserve, but now the great work ended, I will attend the less, and with all care Observe, and serve you. This is a penned speech, And serves as a perpetual preface to A dinner made of fragments. we wait on you. YOU are not merry Sir. Yes my good Lord, You have given us ample means to drown all cares, And yet I nourish strange thoughts, which I would Most willingly destroy Pray you take your place, And drink a health, and let it be if you please To the worthiest of Women, now observe him. Give me the bowl, since you do me the honour, I will begin it.
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Proceed my little wit In decim sexe. Thus then from the king To the beggar, by gradation all are servants, And you must grant the slavery is lesse To studie to please one, then many. True. Well then, and first to you Sir, you complaine You serve one Lord, but your Lord serves a thousand, Besides his passions (that are his worst masters) You must humor him, and he is bound to sooth Every grime Sir above him, if he frowne, For the least neglect you feare to loose your place, But if, and with all slavish observation, From the mignions selfe, to the groome of his close stoole, He hourly seekes not favour, he is sure To be eas' of his office, though perhaps he bought it. Nay more, that high disposer of all such That are subordinate to him, serves, and feares The fury of the many-headed monster, The giddy multitude And as a horse Is still a horse, for all his golden trappings, So your men of purchas'd titles, at their best are But serving-men in rich liveries. Most rare infant, Where learnd'st thou this morality? Why thou dull pate, As I could thee, of my tutor. Now for us boy. I am cut of the governour. Quicke, quicke irs, See all things perfit. Let the blame be ours else. And as I said when we are at the banquet, And high in our cups, for tis no feast without it, Especially among souldiers: Theocrine Being retir'd, as that's no place for her, Take you occasion to rise from the table, And lose no opportunity. Tis my purpose, And if I can winne her to give her heart, I have a holy man in readinesse To joyne our hands, for the Admirall her father repents him of his grant to me, and So far transported with a strange opinion of her faire features, that should we desire it, I thinke ere long he will beleeve, and strongly, The Daulphine is not worthy of her, I Am much amazd with't. Nay dispatch there fellowes. We are ready when you please, sweet formes your pardon, It has beene such a busy time I could not Tender that ceremonious respect Which you deserve, but now the' great worke ended, I will attend the lesse, and with all care Observe, and serve you. This is a pend speech, And serves as a perpetuall preface to A dinner made of fragments. Wee wayt on you. YOU are not merry Sir. Yes my good Lord, You have given us ample meanes to drowne all cares, And yet I nourish strange thoughts, which I would Most willingly destroy Pray you take your place, And drink a health, and let it be if you please To the worthiest of Women, now observe him. Give mee the bowle, since you doe me the honour, I will beginne it.