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 0.87 · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
Who then can Constables deny To be persons brave and witty, Since they only are the eye, The Glory, the delight o th' City, That with staff, and lantern light Are like black Pluto Princes of the night. An excellent Ditty I promise you. Well done boy. There's twelve pence for you Knaves, and tell the Poet That made it, if he'll come to me, i'll give him A quart of Sack to whet his Muse. Sir, below there's one inquires for you, and I suppose him To be at least an Alderman. And if he be The Major and his horse, let them come up. Flinch Squeakers into another room: Good Mr. Alderman 'tis strange you are abroad so late, will't please you To taste a cup a Sack, 'twill warm your stomach After your walking. No Sirrah, i'll not be Partaker of your riot: this the watch You keep good Mr. Constable? introth The City's much beholding to your care, And they shall understand it, in a Tavern A fit place for an Officer: but i'll send you To one fitter for you to the Counter. Lay hands I charge you, bear him hence, I'll have you all laid fast else. How's that? I hope you'll let us Drink off our sack first: 'twere far better sir, In my poor judgement, that you sat down in peace, As does befit your gravity, and drink A friendly cup or two: then for the first Offence to send your neighbour to the Counter: Pray sir be not so fierce; a glass, or two Will mollify your hard heart. Will you not stir knaves? Where is the Master of the house? i'll make This Busy an example. Pray do not sir: Perhaps you're bashful sir, and will not drink, Cause you want coin to pay: i'll lend you some; Or if you scorn to borrow, you may dip Your chain; a good pawn never shames the master. Pray sit down sir; we just now had Music, I'll call them in again. Within, the master of the house, i'll have These knaves indicted for this bold contempt, And whipped about the City. You may see sir, My Watchmen know their duty, they'll obey None but the Constable, and i'll experience, If they'll know me for one: My masters, take This Alderman and his company I charge you, And carry them straight to th' Counter, i'll secure you 'Gainst all the harm that follows. Come, come, come along sir. Dare you do this sirrah? Yes, and answer't too sir. Y'ave met a Constable that has the wit, To know the power of's office: neighbour Mendwel, Because they'll take him for a Rat i'th' Counter, And I'd be loath to have his reverend board Be twitched off for his Garnish, to my house Convey him, and that comely Knight, and bid My maid show them a Chamber; i'll deal kindlier With you, than you'd have done with me: there watch them Till I come home: how's that now? Sirrah, sirrah, i'll make you smoke for this.
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Who then can Constables deny To be persons brave and witty, Since they onely are the eye, The Glory, the delight th' City, That with staffe, and light Are like blacke Pluto Princes of the night. An excellent Ditty I promise you. Well done boy. There's twelve pence for you Knaves, and tell the Poet That made it, if heele come to me, ile give him A quart of Sacke to whet his Muse. Sir, below there's one enquires for you, and I suppose him To be at least an Alderman. And if he be The Major and his horse, let them come up. Flinch Squeakers into another roome: Good Mr. Alderman Tis strange you are abroad so late, wil't please you To taste a cup a Sack, twill warme your stomacke After your walking. No Sirrah, ile not be Partaker of your riot: this the watch You keep good Mr. Constable? introth The City's much beholding to your care, And they shall understand it, in a Taverne A fit place for an Officer: but ile send you To one fitter for you to the Counter. Lay hands I charge you, beare him hence, Ile have you all laid fast else. How's that? I hope youle let us Drinke off our sacke first: twere farre better sir, In my poore judgment, that you sate down in peace, As does befit your gravity, and drinke A friendly cup or two: then for the first Offence to send your neighbour to the Counter: Pray sir be not so fierce; a glasse, or two Will mollifie your hard heart. Will you not stirre knaves? Where is the Master of the house? ile make This Busie an example. Pray doe not sir: Perhaps y'are bashfull sir, and will not drnke, Cause you want coyn to pay: ile lend you some; Or if you scorne to borrow, you may dip Your chaine; a good pawne never shames the master. Pray sit downe sir; we just now had Musicke, Ile call them in agen. Within, the master of the house, ile have These knaves indicted for this bold contempt, And whipt about the City. You may see sir, My Watch-men know their duty, they'll obey None but the Constable, and ile experience, If they'le know me for one: My masters, take This Alderman and his company I charge you, And carry them straight to th' Counter, ile secure you 'Gainst all the harme that followes. Come, come, come along sir. Dare you doe this sirrah? Yes, and answer't too sir. Y'ave met a Constable that has the wit, To know the power of's office: neighbour Mendwel, Because they'le take him for a Rat ith' Counter, And Ide be loath to have his reverend brd Be twitch'd off for his Garnish, to my house Convey him, and that comely Knight, and bid My maid shew them a Chamber; ile deale kindlier With you, then you'd have done with me: there watch them Till I come home: how's that now? Sirrah, sirrah, ile make you smoak for this.