Lyly, John · published 1584 · first performed or written c.1583 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (first) (Oxford's Boys) · before the Court unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 491 words
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Then is he a deaf God. Why? For venture non habet aures. But thy back is thy God. Then is it a blind God. How prove you that? Easy. Nemo videt manticae, quod intergo est. Then would the satchel that hangs at your God, id est, your back, were full of meat to stuff my God, hoc est, my belly. Excellent. But how canst thou study, when thy mind is only in the kitchen? Doth not the horse travel best, that sleepeth with his head in the manger? Yes, what then? Good wits will apply. But what cheer is there here this Lent? Fish. I can eat none, it is wind. Eggs. I must eat none, they are fire. Cheese. It is against the old verse, Caseus est nequam. Yea, but it disgesteth all things except itself. Yea, but if a man hath nothing else to eat, what shall it digest? You are disposed to jest. But if your silken throat can swallow no packthread, you must pick your teeth, and play with your trencher. So shall I not incur the fulsome & unmannerly sin of surfeiting. But here cometh Calipho. What news? Since my being here, I have sweat like a dog, to prove my master a devil, he brought such reasons to refel me, as I promise you, I shall like the better of his wit, as long as I am with him. How? Thus, I always arguing that he had horns, & therefore a devil, he said: fool, they are things like horns, but no horns. For once in the Senate of God's being hold a solemn session, in the midst of their talk I put in my sentence, which was so indifferent, that they all concluded it might aswell have been left out, as put in, and so placed on each side of my head things like horns, and called me a Parenthesis, Now my masters, this may be true, for I have seen it myself about diverse sentences. It is true, and the same time did Mars make a full point, that Vulcan's head was made a Parenthesis. This shall go with me, I trust in Syracusa to give one or other a Parenthesis. Is Venus yet come home? No, but were I Vulcan, I would by the Gods, What wouldest thou? Nothing, but as Vulcan halt by the Gods. I thought you would have hardly entreated Venus. Nay, Venus is easily entreated: but let that go by. What? That which maketh so many Parenthesis. I must go by too, or else my master will not go by me: but meet me full with his fist. Therefore, if we shall sing, give me my part quickly: for if I tarry long, I shall cry my part woefully. hay ho: I know not which way to turn me Ah, ah, I faint, I die, madam, I think it good you have more clothes, and sweat it out.
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Then is he a deaffe God. Why? For venter non habet aures. But thy backe is thy God. Then is it a blind God. How proue you that? Easie. Nemo videt manticae, quod intergo est. Then woulde the sachell that hanges at your God, id est, your backe, were full of meate to stuffe my God, hoc est, my belly. Excellent. But how canst thou studie, when thy minde is onely in the kitchen? Doth not the horse trauell beste, that sleapeth with his head in the maunger? Yes, what then? Good wittes wil apply. But what cheere is there here this Lent? Fish. I can eate none, it is winde. Egges. I must eate none, they are fire. Cheese. It is against the old verse, Caseus est nequam. Yea, but it disgesteth all things except it selfe. Yea, but if a man hath nothing els to eate, what shall it disgest? You are disposed to iest. But if your silkē throat can swallow no packthread, you must pick your teeth, and play with your trencher. So shall I not incurre the fulsom & vnmannerly sinne of surfetting. But here commeth Calipho. What newes? Since my being here, I haue sweat like a dogge, to proue my maister a deuill, hee brought such reasons to refel me, as I promise you, I shall like the better of his witte, as long as I am with him. How? Thus, I alwayes arguing that he had hornes, & therefore a diuell, he saide: foole, they are things lyke hornes, but no hornes. For once in the Senate of Gods being holde a solemn sesion, in the midst of their talk I put in my sentence, which was so indifferent, that they all concluded it might aswel haue beene lefte out, as put in, and so placed on each side of my head things lyke hornes, and called me a Parenthesis, Nowe my maisters, this may be true, for I haue seene it my selfe aboute diuerse sentences. It is true, and the same time did Mars make a full point, that Vulcans head was made a Parenthesis. This shall go with me, I trust in Syracusa to giue one or other a Parenthesis. Is Venus yet come home? No, but were I Vulcan, I would by the Gods, What wouldest thou? Nothing, but as Vulcan halt by the Gods. I thought you would haue hardly entreated Venus. Nay, Venus is easily entreated: but let that goe bie. What? That which maketh so many Parenthesis. I must goe by too, or els my maister will not go by mee: but meete me full with his fiste. Therfore, if we shall sing, giue me my part quickly: for if I tarrie long, I shall cry my parte wofully. Hey ho: I know not which way to turne me Ah, ah, I fainte, I die, Madame, I thinke it good you haue more clothes, and sweate it out.