Lyly, John · published 1592 · first performed or written 1589 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 500 words
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If your tooth be hollow it must be stopped, or pulled out; and stop it the barber will not, without the beard. My heart is hollow too, and nothing can stop it but gold. Thou canst not eat meat without teeth. Nor buy it without money. Thou mayst get more gold, if thou lose these, more teeth thou canst not. ay but the golden beard will last me ten years in porridge, and then to what use are teeth? If thou want teeth, thy tongue will catch cold. 'tis true, and if I lack money my whole body may go naked. But Licio, let the barber have his beard, I will have a device (by thy help) to get it again, & a cozenage beyond that, maugre his beard. That's the best way, both to ease thy pains, and try our wits. Barber, eleven of my teeth have gone on a jury, to try whether the beard be thine, they have chosen my tongue for the foreman, which crieth, guilty. Guilded, nay boy, all my beard was gold. It was not guilt, I will not be so overmatched. You cannot pose my master in a beard. Come to his house you shall sit upon twenty, all his cushions are stuffed with beards, Let him go home with thee, ease him, and thou shalt have thy beard. I am content, but I will have the beard in my hand to be sure. And I thy finger in my mouth to be sure of ease. Agreed. Dello, sing a song to the tune of my teeth do ache. I will. LAdies, here must we attend the happy return of my father, but in the mean season what pastime shall we use to pass the time? I will agree to any, so it be not to talk of love. Then sleep is the best exercise. Why Suavia, are you so light, that you must chat of love; or so heavy, that you must needs sleep? Penelope in the absence of her Lord beguiled the days with spinning. Indeed she spun a fair thread, if it were to make a string to the bow wherein she drew herwoers. Why Suavia, it was a bow which she knew to be above thy strength, and therein she showed her wit. Qui latus arguerit corneus arcus erat: it was made of horn madam, and therein she showed her meaning. Why, dost thou not think she was chaste? Yes, of all her wooers. To talk with thee is to lose time, not well to spend it, how say you Amerula, what shall we do? Tell tales. What say you Caelia? Sing. What think you Camilla? Dance. You see Suavia, that there are other things to keep one from idleness; besides love: nay that there is nothing to make idleness, but love. Well, let me stand by and feed mine own thoughts with sweetness, whilst they fill your eyes and ears, with songs and dancings. Amerula, begin thy tale.
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If your tooth be hollow it must be stopt, or puld out; and stop it the Barbar wil not, without the beard. My heart is hollow too, and nothing can stop it but gold. Thou canst not eate meate without teeth. Nor buy it without money. Thou maist get more gold, if thou loose these, more teeth thou canst not. I but the golden beard will last me ten yeres in porredge, and then to what vse are teeth? If thou want teeth, thy toung will catch cold. Tis true, and if I lacke money my whole bodie may go naked. But Lycio, let the Barbar haue his beard, I will haue a deuice (by thy helpe) to get it againe, & a cousenage beyond that, maugre his beard. Thats the best way, both to ease thy paines, and trie our wits. Barber, eleuen of my teeth haue gone on a Iury, to trie whether the beard bee thine, they haue chosen my tongue for the foreman, which cryeth, guiltie. Guilded, nay boy, al my beard was gold. It was not guilt, I wil not be so ouer-matcht. You cannot pose my master in a beard. Come to his house you shall sit vpon twentie, all his cushions are stuft with beards, Let him goe home with thee, ease him, and thou shalt haue thy beard. I am content, but I wil haue the beard in my hand to be sure. And I thy finger in my mouth to be sure of ease. Agreed. Dello, sing a song to the tune of my teeth do ake. I will. LAdies, here must we attend the happy return of my father, but in the mean season what pastime shal we vse to passe the time? I wil agree to any, so it be not to talke of loue. Then sleepe is the best exercise. Why Suauia, are you so light, that you must chat of loue; or so heauie, that you must needes sleepe? Penelope in the absence of her Lord beguyled the daies with spinning. Indeed she spun a fair threed, if it were to make a string to the bow wherin she drew herwoers. Why Suauia, it was a bow which she knew to be aboue thy strength, and therein she shewde her wit. Qui latus arguerit corneus arcus erat: it was made of horne madam, and therin she shewde her meaning. Why, doest thou not think she was chast? Yes, of all her woers. To talke with thee is to lose time, not well to spend it, how say you Amerula, what shal we do? Tel tales. What say you Caelia? Sing. What think you Camilla? Daunce. You see Suauia, that there are other things to keep one from idlenes; besides loue: nay that there is nothing to make idlenes, but loue. Well, let mee stande by and feede mine owne thoughts with sweetenes, whilest they fil your eyes and eares, with songs and dauncings. Amerula, begin thy tale.