Lyly, John · published 1592 · first performed or written 1589 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) · before the Court unassigned nearest T25 Kings, power and law: political sententi · 482 words
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More than all this Amintas (though we dare not so much as mutter it,) their king is such a one as dazzleth the clearest eyes with Majesty, daunteth the valiantest hearts with courage, and for virtue filleth all the world with wonder. If beauty go beyond sight, confidence above valour, and virtue exceed miracle, what is it to be thought, but that Midas goeth to undermine that by the simplicity of man, that is fastened to a rock, by the providence of the gods. We poor commons (who tasting war, are made to relish nothing but taxes) can do nothing but grieve, to see things unlawful practised, to obtain things impossible. All his mines do but gild his comb, to make it glister in the wars, and cut ours that are forced to follow him in his wars. Well, that must be borne, not blamed, that cannot be changed: for my part, if I may enjoy the fleece of my silly flock with quietness, I will never care three flocks for his ambition. Let this suffice, we may talk too much, and being overheard, be all undone. I am so jealous, that methinks the very reeds bow down, as though they listened to our talk: and soft, I hear some coming, let us in, and meet at a place more meet. IS not hunting a tedious occupation? I and troublesome, for if you call a dog a dog, you are undone. You be both fools, and beside, base-minded, hunting is for kings, not peasants. Such as you, are unworthy to be hounds, much less huntsmen, that know not when a hound is fleet, fair flewed, and well hanged, being ignorant of the deepness of a hounds mouth, and the sweetness. Why I hope sir a curs mouth is no deeper than the sea, nor sweeter than a honey comb. Pretty coxcomb, a hound will swallow thee as easily, as a great pit a small pebble. Indeed hunting were a pleasant sport, but the dogs make such barking, that one cannot hear the hounds cry. I'll make thee cry. If I catch thee in the forest thou shalt be leashed. What's that? Dost thou not understand their language? Not I. 'tis the best Calamance in the world, as easily deciphered, as the characters in a nutmeg. I pray thee speak some. I will. But speak in order or I'll pay you. To it Petulus. There was a boy leashed on the single, because when he was embossed, he took soil. What's that: Why, a boy was beaten on the tail with a leathern thong, because when he foamed at the mouth with running, he went into the water. This is worse than fustian, mum you were best. Hunting is an honourable pastime, and for my part, I had as lief hunt a dear in a park, as court a Lady in a chamber.
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More than al this Amintas (though we dare not so much as mutter it,) their king is such a one as dazeleth the cleerest eyes with Maiestie, daunteth the valiantest hearts with courage, and for vertue filleth all the world with wonder. If beautie goe beyond sight, confidence aboue valour, and vertue exceed miracle, what is it to be thought, but that Mydas goeth to vndermine that by the simplicitie of man, that is fastened to a rock, by the prouidence of the gods. We poore commons (who tasting warre, are made to rellish nothing but taxes) can do nothing but grieue, to see things vnlawful practised, to obtein things impossible. All his mines doe but gilde his combe, to make it glister in the warres, and cut oures that are forced to follow him in his warres. Well, that must be borne, not blam'd, that cannot be changed: for my part, if I may enioy the fleece of my sillie flock with quietnes, I will neuer care three flocks for his ambition. Let this suffice, we may talke too much, and being ouer-heard, be all vndone. I am so iealous, that me thinks the very reedes bow downe, as though they listned to our talke: and soft, I heare some comming, let vs in, and meet at a place more meet. IS not hunting a tedious occupation? I and troublesome, for if you call a dog a dog, you are vndone. You be both fooles, and besides, base-minded, hunting is for kings, not peasants. Such as you, are vnworthie to be hounds, much lesse huntsmen, that know not when a hound is fleet, faire flewde, and well hangd, being ignorant of the deepenesse of a houndes mouth, and the sweetnes. Why I hope sir a curres mouth is no deeper than the sea, nor sweeter than a hony combe. Prettie cockscombe, a hound wil swalow thee as easilie, as a great pit a small pibble. Indeed hunting were a pleasant sport, but the dogges make such barking, that one cannot heare the hounds crie. Ile make thee crie. If I catch thee in the forest thou shalt be leasht. Whats that? Doest thou not vnderstand their language? Not I. Tis the best Calamance in the world, as casilie deciphered, as the characters in a nutmeg. I pray thee speake some. I will. But speake in order or Ile pay you. To it Petulus. There was a boy leasht on the single, because when he was imbost, he tooke soyle. Whats that: Why, a boy was beaten on the taile with a leathern thong, bicause when he somde at the mouth with running, he went into the water. This is worse than fustian, mumme you were best. Hunting is an honorable pastime, and for my part, I had as leife hunt a deere in a parke, as court a Ladie in a chamber.