Rastell, John · published 1525 · first performed or written 1527 [c.1527-1530] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T19 Virtue, Fortune and Vice as abstractions · 553 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T19: virtue, fortune, virtues, honour, fame, vice, envy, world, pride, great.
Nay nay thine ancestors came never all To authority for wisdom pnncypall For though some were wise yet some of them again Had small discretion little wit or brain But because of the long contynuannce Of their great possessions by inheritance By the foolish manner of the world we see For that cause ever they have had authority And I say that good reason agreeth to it For though the father have no great wit The sone that is wise should never the more Lose his land or authority therefore For he that by study diligences & pain great lands or possessions doth attain His own life is to short & to light For to take the fruit of his merit Reason would therefore that after his life His heirs before strangers have progatyfe And the continuance of such possessions maketh noble men & gentle conditions And they whose blood hath long continued As gentlemen so they should be honoured And so mine ancestors long time have be great possyssyoners and in authority Therefore considering my great lineage My blood my noble birth and parentage Thou art not able to compare which me Nother in gentleness nor in nobility Nowhere is bybbyll babbyll clytter clatter I heard never of so foolish a matter But by God's body to speak the troth I am better than other of you both Avaunt canker de churl fro whence commyst thou Marry foolish peevish daw even fro my plough Now sayest woldyst any thing there withal ye marry thou lewd villain & rud rascal It is for the full ill beseeming To ꝑturb any gentlemen's talking Gentylmen ye gentlemen Jack hearing Put your shone in your bosom for wearing I account myself by God's body Better than you both and more worthy Avaunt knave get the out of the gate Or I shall lay my sword on thy pate That shall I prove I make god avow Never in better time have at the now Now hold thy hand fellow I the pray And harkyn what I shall to the say Say knave say what canst say Hold thy hand I pray the & come no narr I am a merchant & no man of war Thou art not honest I tell the plainly To make any quarrel here so suddenly To ꝑturb our communication Here ye may see sirs by God's passion Two proud fools make a crakking And when it cometh to point dare do no thing Our coming hither & our intent is not to fight but by way of argument Every man to show his opinion To see who could show the best reason To prove himself noble & most gentleman By god all the reasons sith ye began That ye have made thereof be not worth a fly No sir I pray the than tell me why Furst as touching nobleness I say there is neither of you both did prove or lay any of your acts whereby that ye Should in reason prove you noble to be Or thereby deserve any manner praising But all the effect of your arguing To prove your nobleness was but only Of the deddies & actis of your ancestry And of the actis that your ancestors did before ye at the nobler never the more
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Nay nay thyne auncestours cam neuer all To auctoryte for wysdome p̄ncypall For though sōe were wise yet some of thē agayn Had small discression lytyll wyt or brayn But because of the long cōtynuannce Of theyr grete possessions by enherytaunce By the folysh maner of the worlde we see For that cause euer they haue had auctorite And I say that good reason agreth to it For though the fader haue no grete wyt The sone that is wyse shuld neuer the more Lose hys land or auctoryte therfore For he that by study dylygens & payn Grete landys or possessyons doth attayn Hys owne lyfe is to shorte & to lyte For to take the frute of his meryte Reason wolde therfore that after hys lyfe Hys heyrs before straungers haue p̄rogatyfe And the cōtynuaunce of such possessyons Makyth noble men & gentyll condycyons And they whos blode hath long contynued As gentylmen so they shuld be honoured And so myn auncestours long tyme haue be Grete possyssyoners and in auctoryte Therefore consyderyng my grete lynage My blode my noble byrth and parentage Thou art not able to compare wt me Nother in gentylnes nor in nobylyte ¶Nowhere is bybbyll babbyll clytter clatter I hard neuer of so folysh a matter But by goddys body to speke the troth I am better than other of you bothe Auaunt kanker de chorle fro whens cōmyst thou Mary folysh peuysh daw euen fro my plow Now sayst woldyst any thyng there wtall ye mary thou lewyd vyllayn & rud raskall It is for the full yll besemyng To ꝑturb any gentylmens talkyng ¶Gentylmen ye gentylmen Iak heryng Put your shone in your bosome for weryng I accompt myself by goddys body Better than you bothe and more worthy Auaunt knaue get the out of the gate Or I shall lay my sworde on thy pate That shall I proue I make god auow Neuer in better tyme haue at the now Now holde thy hand felow I the pray And harkyn what I shall to the say Sey knaue say what canst sey Holde thy hand I pray the & com no narr I am a marchaunt & no man of warr Thou art not honest I tell the playnly To make any quarrel here so sodaynly To ꝑturb our cōmunycacyon Here ye may se syrs by goddys passyon Two proude folys make a crakkyng And when it cōmyth to poynt dare do no thyng Our cōmyng hyder & our entent ys not to fyght but by way of argument Euery man to shew hys oppinyon To see who coude shew the best reason To proue hym self noble & most gentylman By god all the reasons syth ye began That ye haue made therof be not worth a fly ¶No syr I pray the than tell me why ¶Furst as touchyng noblenes I say Ther is nother of you both dyd ꝓue or lay Ony of your actys wherby that ye Shulde in reason ꝓue you noble to be Or therby deserue any maner praysyng But all the effect of your arguyng To proue your noblenes was but only Of the deddys & actꝭ of your auncestry And of the actꝭ that your auncestours did before ye at the nobler neuer the more