Lyly, John · published 1592 · first performed or written 1589 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 515 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
That is only the threshold to the door. I perceive you are driven to the wall that stands behind the door, for this is ridiculous: but now you can say no more of the head, begin with the purtenances, for that was your promise. The purtenances, it is impossible to reckon them up, much less to tell the nature of them. Hoods, frontlets, wires, cawls, curling-irons, periwigs, bodkins, fillets, hairlaces, ribbons, rolls, knotstrings, glasses, combs, caps, hats, coifs, kerchers, clothes, earrings, borders, crippins, shadows, spots, and so many other trifles, as both I want the words of art to name them, time to utter them, and wit to remember them: these be but a few notes. Notes quoth you, I note one thing. What is that? That if every part require so much as the head, it will make the richest husband in the world ache at the heart. But soft here comes Pipenetta, what news? I would not be in your coats for any thing. Indeed if thou shouldest rig up and down in our jackets, thou wouldst be thought a very tomboy. I mean I would not be in your cases. Neither shalt thou Pipenetta, for first, they are too little for thy body, and then too fair to pull over so foul a skin. These boys be drunk, I would not be in your takings. I think so, for we take nothing in our hands but weapons, it is for thee to use needles and pins, a sampler, not a buckler. Nay then we shall never have done, I mean I would not be so coursed as you shallbe. Worse and worse. we are no chase (pretty mops,) for Deer we are not, neither red nor fallow, because we are Bachelors, and have not cornu copia, we want heads: Hares we cannot be, because they are male one year, and the next female, we change not our sex: Badgers we are not, for our legs are one as long as another: and who will take us to be Foxes, that stand so near a goose, and bite not? fools you are, and therefore good game for wise men to hunt: but for knaves I leave you, for honest wenches to talk of. Nay stay sweet Pipenetta, we are but disposed to be merry. I marvel how old you will be before you be disposed to be honest. But this is the matter, my master is gone abroad, and wants his page to wait on him: my mistress would rise, and lacks your worship to fetch her hair. Why, is it not on her head? methinks it should, but I mean the hair that she must wear today. Why, doth she wear any but her own? In faith sir no, I am sure it is her own when she pays for it. But do you hear the strange news at the Court? No, except this be it, to have ones hair lie all night out of the house from ones head. Tush, every thing that Midas toucheth is gold. The devil it is.
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That is only the threshold to the dore. I perceiue you are driuen to the wall that stands behind the dore, for this is ridiculous: but now you can say no more of the head, begin with the purtenances, for that was your promise. The purtenances, it is impossible to reckon them vp, much lesse to tell the nature of them. Hoods, frontlets, wires, caules, curling-irons, perriwigs, bodkins, fillets, hairlaces, ribbons, roles, knotstrings, glasses, combs, caps, hats, coifes, kerchers, clothes, earerings, borders, crippins, shadowes, spots, and so many other trifles, as both I want the words of arte to name them, time to vtter them, and witte to remember them: these be but a fewe notes. Notes quoth you, I note one thing. What is that? That if euerie part require so much as the head, it wil make the richest husband in the world ake at the heart. But soft here comes Pipenetta, what newes? I would not be in your coats for any thing. Indeed if thou shouldest rigge vp and downe in our iackets, thou wouldst be thought a very tomboy. I meane I would not be in your cases. Neither shalt thou Pipenetta, for first, they are too little for thy bodie, and then too faire to pull ouer so fowle askinne. These boyes be droonk, I would not be in your takings. I thinke so, for we take nothing in our hands but weapons, it is for thee to vse needles and pinnes, a sampler, not a buckler. Nay then wee shall neuer haue done, I meane I would not be so courst as you shalbe. Worse and worse. Wee are no chase (prettie mops,) for Decre we are not, neither red nor fallowe, because we are Batchelers, and haue not cornu copia, we want heads: Hares we cannot be, because they are male one yere, and the next female, we change not our sex: Badgers we are not, for our legs are one as long as another: and who wil take vs to be Foxes, that stand so nere a goose, and bite not? Fooles you are, and therefore good game for wise men to hunt: but for knaues I leaue you, for honest wenches to talke of. Nay stay sweet Pipenetta, we are but disposed to be merrie. I maruel how old you wil be before you be disposed to be honest. But this is the matter, my master is gone abroad, and wants his page to wayt on him: my mistresse would rise, and lacks your worshippe to fetch her haire. Why, is it not on her head? Me thinks it should, but I meane the haire that she must weare to day. Why, doth she weare any but her owne? In faith sir no, I am sure it is her owne when shee paies for it. But do you heare the strange newes at the Court? No, except this be it, to haue ones haire lie all night out of the house from ones head. Tush, euerie thing that Mydas toucheth is gold. The deuil it is.