Rawlins, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1637-1639] (Annals) tragedy · King's Revels Company T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe typicality 0.75 · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T9: play, stage, poet, prologue, author, wit, plays, muse, scene, players.
Do; what do? Act, act, you fool you, do said you, what do? you a Player, you a Plasterer, a mere dirt dauber; and not worthy to be mentioned with Virmine, that exact Actor: do, I am ashamed on't, fie. Well said Virmine, thou ticklest him i'faith. Do, pha. Well play; we are to play a play. Play a play a play, ha, ha, ha; O egregious nonsensical widgeon, thou shame to our cross-legged corporation; thou fellow of a sound, play a play; why forty pound golding of the beggar's Theater speaks better, yet has a mark for the sage audience to exercise their dexterity, in throwing of rotten apples whilst my stout Actor pockets, and then eats up the injury: play a play, it makes my worship laugh i'faith. To him Virmine, thou bit'st him i'faith. Well, act a Play before the King. What play shall we act? To fret the French the more, we will act strange but true, or the straddling monsieur, with the Neopolitan Gentleman between his legs. That won't act well. O giant of incomparable ignorance: that won't act well, ha, ha, that won't do well, you Ass you. You bit him for saying do: Virmine leave biting you'd best. What say you to our Spanish Bilbo? Who Ieronimo? I. That he was a mad rascal to stab himself. But shall we act him? I let us do him. Do again, ha. No, no, let us act him. I am content. Who shall act the Ghost. Why marry that will I, I Virmine. Thou dost not look like a Ghost. A little player's deceit: flower will do't; Mark me, I can rehearse, mark me rehearse some: When this eternal substance of the soul Did live imprisoned in my wanton flesh, I was a Tailor in the Court of Spain. Courtier Virmine in the Court of Spain. ay, there's a great many Courtiers Virmine indeed: Those are they beg poor men's livings; But I say, tailor Vermin is a Court Tailer. Who shall act Ieronimo? That will I: Mark if I do not gape wider than the widest Mouthed Fowler of them all, hang me: " Who calls Ieronimo from his naked bed: haugh! Now for the passionate part— Alas it is my son Horatio. Very fine: but who shall act Horatio? ay, who shall do your son? What do, do again: Well I will act Horatio. Why you are his father. Pray who is fitter to act the son, than the father That begot him. Who shall act Prince Belthazer and the King? I will do Prince Belthazer too: and for the King Who but I? which of you all has such a face for a King, Or such a leg to trip up the heels of a Traitor? You will do all I think. Yes marry will I; who but Virmine? yet I will Leave all to play the King: Pass by Ieronimo.
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Doe; what doe? Act, act, you foole you, do said you, what doe? you a Player, you a Plasterer, a meere durt dawber; and not worthy to bee mentioned with Virmine, that exact Actor: doe, I am asham'd on't, fie. Well said Virmine, thou tieklest him y'faith. Doe, pha. Well play; we are to play a play. Play a play a play, ha, ha, ha; O egredious nonsensensicall wigeon, thou shame to our crosse-legg'd corporation; thou fellow of a sound, play a play; why forty pound golding of the beggers Theater speakes better, yet has a marke for the sage audience to exercise their dexterity, in throwing of rotten apples whilst my stout Actor pockets, and then eates up the injury: play a play, it makes my worship laugh yfaith. To him Virmine, thou bitst him yfaith. Well, act a Play before the King. What play shall we act? To fret the French the more, we will act strange but true, or the stradling Mounsieur, with the Neopolitan Gentleman between his legges. That wo'not act well. O giant of incomperable ignorance: that wo'not act well, ha, ha, that wo'not doe well, you Asse you. You bit him for saying doe: Virmine leave biting you'd best. What say you to our Spanish Bilbo? Who Ieronimo? I. That he was a mad rascall to stab himselfe. But shall wee act him? I let us doe him. Doe againe, ha. No, no, let us act him. I am content. Who shall act the Ghost. Why marry that will I, I Virmine. Thou dost not looke like a Ghost. A little Players deceite: flower will doe't; Marke me, I can rehearse, marke me rehearse some: When this eternall substance of the soule Did live imprison'd in my wanton flesh, I was a Tayler in the Court of Spaine. Courtier Virmine in the Court of Spaine. I, there's a great many Courtiers Virmine indeed: Those are they beg poore mens livings; But I say, Tailer Vermine is a Court Tailer. Who shall act Ieronimo? That will I: Marke if I doe not gape wider than the widest Mouth'd Fowler of them all, hang me: "Who calls Ieronimo from his naked bed: haugh! Now for the passionate part— "Alas it is my sonne Horatio. Very fine: but who shall act Horatio? I, who shall doe your sonne? What doe, doe againe: Well I will act Horatio. Why you are his father. Pray who is fitter to act the sonne, than the father That begot him. Who shall act Prince Belthazer and the King? I will doe Prince Belthazer too: and for the King Who but I? which of you all has such a face for a King, Or such a leg to trip up the heeles of a Traytor? You will doe all I thinke. Yes marry will I; who but Virmine? yet I will Leave all to play the King: Passe by Ieronimo.