The Three Lords and Three Ladies of London · chunk 2 of 41
Wilson, Robert · published 1590 · first performed or written 1588 [1588-1590] (Annals) moral · Queen Elizabeth's Men (?) unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
And policy may Lady Lucre gain Before you both: but let us not contend, For Nemo doth the Ladies prisoners keep, Though they were slandered late with Liberty And marriage to three far born Foreigners. Then first it fits we practise their release, And see them, and by sight our liking place, For yet we love as Gossips tell their tales, By hearsay: Fame, not Favour hath us yet inflamed. Lord policy with reason hath discuss pleasure consent, and so our love shall hold. Ye never found that London's Pleasure erred From reason, or from pomp and policy. Come on sir boy, attend you well your charge, Wait in this place to watch and ward this shield, If any man in honour of his love, So hardy be with stroke of sword to attaint This shield, and challenge him that hereby challengeth, Say for thy Lord as should a trusty Page, That policy doth dare him to perform A hardy task than common challengers. If he demand what policy may be, A Lord of London say, one of the three. And you (sir boy) for pomp perform the like, Bid him that dare this impreze batter once, Be well advised he be no beggars brat, Nor base of courage, nor of bad conceit: To match himself with such magnificence, As fits Lord pomp of London for his love: Call if he come that can encounter me, Or move me not for each envious swad. Will, be not wanton nor of wayward mood, Wait as do these, use faith and diligence, And mark him well that dare disdain this shield, Which London's Lord that pleasure hath to name, Hath here advanced in honour of his Dame. I bid thee mark him well, whate'er he be, That London's pleasure doth in malice scorn, For he's a Rascal, or a stranger borne. Good boy mark well his gesture and his look, His eye, his gate, his weapon and attire, And dog him to his lodging, or his den, For I will make him scum and scorn of men, No better boy than Will, when Will is pleased, Be pleased my boy, and so be my good Wil. And so good boys farewell, look to your charge, Watch well good Wit, who scorneth London's policy, Be wary Wit, for thou canst well discern. Wealth watch for pomp for thou canst well defend Will can do something too when pleaseth him. Will is a good boy where better is none. Nay Wit were the best boy if will were gone. Nay wealth is the best boy, sirs let that alone. I wiss he saith true will, this wealth's a gay lad, I care not for him, curmudgeonly Swad. Well, miss me a while & you'll go near to be sad. Will, ye are will fool, if of him ye be not glad. Nay wit if thou want him, thou'lt go near to be mad. To keep us still quiet, I would other talk we had, I hope we'll not fall out being none but we three.
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And pollicie may Lady Lucre gaine Before you both: but let vs not contend, For Nemo dooth the Ladies prisoners keepe, Though they were slaundered late with Liberti And mariage to three farre borne Forriners. Then first it fits we practise their release, And sée them, and by sight our liking place, For yet we loue as Gossips tell their tales, By hearsay: Fame, not Fauour hath vs yet enflam'd. Lord pollicie with reason hath discuss pleasure consent, and so our loue shall hold. Ye neuer found that Londons Pleasure err'd From reason, or from pompe and pollicy. Come on sir boy, attend you wel your charge, VVait in this place to watch and ward this shield, If any man in honor of his loue, So hardy be with stroke of sword to attaint This shield, and challenge him that hereby challengeth, Say for thy Lord as should a trusty Page, That pollicie doth dare him to perfourme A hardier taske than common challengers. If he demaund what pollicy may be, A Lord of London say, one of the three. And you (sir boy) for pompe perform the like, Bid him that dare this Ympreze batter once, Be well aduisde he be no beggers brat, Nor base of courage, nor of bad conceit: To match himselfe with such magnificence, As fits Lord pompe of London for his loue: Call if he come that can encounter me, Or mooue me not for ech enuious swad. Will, be not wanton nor of waiward mood, Waite as doo these, vse faith and diligence, And marke him well that dare disdaine this shield, Which Londons Lord that pleasure hath to name, Hath here aduaunc'd in honor of his Dame. I bid thée marke him well, what e'er he be, That Londons pleasure dooth in malice scorne, For he's a Rascal, or a straunger borne. Good boy marke well his iesture and his looke, His eie, his gate, his weapon and attire, And dog him to his lodging, or his denne, For I will make him scomme and scorne of men, No better boy than Wil, when Wil is pleasde, Be pleasd my boy, and so be my good Wil. And so good boyes farewel, look to your charge, Watch well good Wit, who scorneth Londons pollicy, Be warie Wit, for thou canst well discerne. Wealth watch for pomp for thou canst wel defend Wil can do something too when pleaseth him. Wil is a good boy where better is none. Nay Wit were the best boy if wil were gone. Nay wealth is the best boy, sirs let that alone. I wisse he saith true wil, this wealth's a gay lad, I care not for him, curmudgenly Swad. Wel, misse me a while & you'll go neer to be sad. Wil, ye are wil foole, if of him ye be not glad. Nay wit if thou want him, thou'ilt go neer to be mad. To keepe vs still quiet, I would other talke we had, I hope we'l not fall out being none but we three.