Lyly, John · published 1591 · first performed or written 1588 [Feb 2(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 476 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
how darest thou come so near thy Master Epi? Sir Tophas spare us. You shall live. You Samias because you are little. You Dares, because you are no bigger, and both of you, because you are but two; for commonly I kill by the dozen, and have for every particular adversary, a peculiar weapon. May we know the use for our better skill in war? You shall. Here is a burbolt for the ugly beast the Blackbird. A cruel sight. Here is the Musket, for the untamed, (or as the vulgar sort term it) the wild Mallard. O desperate attempt. Nay my Master will match them. I if he catch them. Here is a spear and shield, and both necessary, the one to conquer, the other to subdue, or overcome the terrible trout, which although he be under the water, yet tying a string to the top of my spear, and an engine of iron to the end of my line, I overthrow him, and then herein I put him. O wonderful war. Dares, didst thou ever hear such a dolt? All the better, we shall have good sport hereafter, if we can get leisure. Leisure, I will rather lose my masters service then his company, look how he struts; But what is this, call you it your sword? No, it is my Scimitar, which I by construction often studying to be compendious, call my Smiter. What, are you also learned sir? Learned? I am all Mars and Ars. Nay you are all Mass and Ass. Mock you me? You shall both suffer, yet with such weapons, as you shall make choice of the weapon wherewith you shall perish. Am I all a mass or lump, is there no proportion in me? Am I all Ass? is there no wit in me. Epi, prepare them to the slaughter. I pray sir hear us speak, we call you Mass, which your learning doth well understand, is all Man, for mas. maris is a man. Then As (as you know) is a weight, and we for your virtues account you a weight. The Latin hath saved your lives, the which a world of silver could not have ransomed. I understand you, and pardon you. Well Sir Tophas we bid you farewell, & at our next meeting, we will be ready to do you service. I thank you. Dares I thank you, but especially I thank you both. wisely. Come, next time we'll have some pretty Gentlewomen with us to walk, for without doubt with them he will be very dainty. Come let us see what our Masters do, it is high time. Now will I march into the field, where if I cannot encounter with my foul enemies, I will withdraw myself to the River, & there fortify for fish: for there resteth no minute free from fight.
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Howe darst thou come so neere thy Maister Epi? Syr Tophas spare vs. You shall liue. You Samias because you are little. You Dares, because you are no bigger, and both of you, because you are but two; for commonly I kil by the dosen, and haue for euerie particular aduersarie, a peculiar weapon. May we know the vse for our better skyll in warre? You shall. Heere is a burbolt for the vglie beast the Black-bird. A cruell sight. Heere is the Muskit, for the vntamed, (or as the vulgar sort terme it) the wilde Mallard. O desperate attempt. Nay my Maister will match them. I if he catch them. Heere is a speare and shielde, and both necessarie, the one to conquer, the other to subdue, or ouercome the terrible Trowte, which although he be vnder the water, yet tying a string to the top of my speare, and an engine of yron to the ende of my lyne, I ouerthrowe him, and then heerein I put him. O wonderfull warre. Dares, didst thou euer heare such a dolt? All the better, we shall haue good sport hereafter, if we can get leysure. Leysure, I will rather loose my Maisters seruice then his companie, looke howe hee stroutes; But what is this, call you it your sword? No, it is my Simiter, which I by construction often studying to be compendious, call my Smyter. What, are you also learned sir? Learned? I am all Mars and Ars. Nay you are all Masse and Asse. Mock you mee? You shall both suffer, yet with such weapons, as you shall make choise of the weapon wherewith you shall perrish. Am I all a masse or lumpe, is there no proportion in me? Am I all Asse? is there no wit in mee. Epi, prepare thē to the slaughter. I pray sir heare vs speake, we call you Masse, which your learning doth well vnderstande, is all Man, for Mas maris is a man. Then As (as you knowe) is a weight, and we for your vertues account you a weight. The Latine hath saued your lyues, the which a world of siluer could not haue ransomde. I vnderstand you, and pardon you. Well Sir Tophas we bid you farewell, & at our next meeting, we will be readie to doe you seruice. I thanke you. Dares I thanke you, but especiallie I thanke you both. Wiselie. Come, next time weele haue some prettie Gentle-women with vs to walke, for without doubt with them he will be verie daintie. Come let vs see what our Maisters doe, it is high time. Now will I march into the fielde, where if I cannot encounter with my foule enemies, I will withdraw my selfe to the Riuer, & there fortifie for fish: for there resteth no minute free from fight.