Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638; revised 1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit T30 Constables, justices and the watch typicality 0.83 · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
When 'tis done, then thank me; mean time make haste, and get the licences. I will pursue the rest, and if I fit not somebody, Let me be held as other of my fellows are, Asses in office. Luce thou art come as aptly as I could wish: be sure at nine of Clock to be at home, and if you can bring with you two of the gentlewomen's gowns, question not why? But on my blessing do it; if this hit, Time shall report some Constables have wit. IT is a cold night neighbour, And 'tis likely we shall have frost, That will make Sea-coals dear: heaven help poor people. Is no news stirring neighbour? Yes, today I heard such news, heaven bless us, as would make A man's heart quake in's belly; strange, and true, It came up in a carrot Boat from Sandwich Last tide; an Oyster wife, a good old Woman, Heard it at Billingsgate, and told my wife on it, What is it? pray let's hear it. Marry, that twixt Deal And Dover, one fishing for Flounders, drew A Spaniards body up, slain i'th' late sea-fight, And searching him for money, found i'th' sets Of his great Rust the— I shall think on't presently, 'tis a hard word— the Inquisition. O monstrous, what's that? I have not heard of such a Beast before. You've heard nothing then: It is a Monster very like the Mandrake Was shown at Temple Bar. You have heard nothing neither: The Monster's no such Monster: neighbour Mandivell You are a zealous brother, a Translator, 'tis such a Monster as will swallow thee, And all the Brethren at Amsterdam, And in new England at a morsel: verilies, Your yeas, and nays will not appease its stomach, 'twill sup them up as easily as a Tailor Would do six hot loaves in a morning fasting, And yet dine after. There is the Licence sir for Mr. Holdfast, And wise Sir Timothy; you have instructions How things ought to be carried: when I have Disposed my Watch, I will be there myself; Mean time good Sir be careful. Doubt me not, Good Mr. Constable; 'tis not the first time I have espoused couples of as much worship, Behind the Brickhills: when 'tis done, 'tis done, And surely consummate. Well said neighbours, You're chatting wisely o'er your Bills and lanterns, As becomes Watchmen of discretion: pray you Let's have no wit amongst you; no discourse O'the Commonwealth; I need not neighbours give you Your charge tonight: only for fashion sake. Draw near and be attentive. I have edified More by your charge I promise you, than by Many a morning's exercise. First, then, You shall be sure to keep the peace; that is, If any quarrel, be i'th' streets, sit still, and keep Your rusty Bills from bloodshed; and as't began So let it end: only your zeals may wish The Devil part them. Forward Mr. Constable.
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When tis done, then thanke me; meane time make haste, and get the licences. I will pursue the rest, and if I fit not some body, Let me be held as other of my fellowes are, Asses in office. Luce thou art come as aptly as I could wish: be sure at nine of Clock to be at home, and if you can bring with you two of the gentlewomens gownes, question not why? But on my blessing doe it; if this hit, Time shall report some Constables have wit. IT is a cold night neighbour, And tis likely we shall have frost, That will make Sea-coales deare: heaven helpe poore people. Is no newes stirring neighbour? Yes, to day I heard such newes, heaven blesse us, as would make A mans heart quake in's belly; strange, and true, It came up in a Carret Boat from Sandwich Last tide; an Oister wife, a good old Woman, Heard it at Billingsgate, and told my wife on it, What is it? pray lets heare it. Marry, that twixt Deale And Dover, one fishing for Flounders, drew A Spaniards body up, slaine ith' late sea-fight, And searching him for monie, found ith' sets Of his great Ruste the — I shall think on't presently, Tis a hard word—the Inquisition. O monstrous, what's that? I have not heard of such a Beast before. You've heard nothing then: It is a Monster very like the Man-drake Was shewen at Temple Barre. You have heard nothing neither: The Monster's no such Monster: neighbor Mandivell You are a zealous brother, a Translator, Tis such a Monster as will swallow thee, And all the Brethren at Amsterdam, And in new England at a morsell: verilies, Your yeas, and nayes will not appease its stomacke, Twill sup them up as easily as a Tayler Would doe sixe hot loaves in a morning fasting, And yet dine after. There is the Licence sir for Mr. Holdfast, And wise Sir Timothy; you have instructions How things ought to be carryed: when I have Dispos'd my Watch, I will be there my selfe; Meane time good Sir be carefull. Doubt me not, Good Mr. Constable; tis not the first time I have espoused couples of as much worship, Behinde the Brickhills: when tis done, tis done, And surely consummate. Well said neighbours, Y'are chatting wisely o're your Bils and Lanthorns, As becomes Watch-men of discretion: pray you Let's have no wit amongst you; no discourse O'the Common-wealth; I need not neighbours give you Your charge to night: onely for fashion sake. Draw neare and be attentive. I have edified More by your charge I promise you, than by Many a mornings exercise. First, then, You shall be sure to keep the peace; that is, If any quarrell, be ith' streets, sit still, and keepe Your rusty Bills from blood-shed; and as't began So let it end: onely your zeales may wish The Devill part them. Forward Mr. Constable.