Anonymous · published 1592 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1589-1592] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Nay valiant sir, we may not be denied, Fair Ladies should be coy to show their faces, lest that the sun should tan them with his beams, I'll be your page this once, for to disarm you. That's the reason, that he shall help Your husband to arm his head, Oh the policy of this age is wonderful. What young Erastus, is it possible? Erastus be thou honoured for this deed. So young, and of such good accomplishment, Thrive fair beginner as this time doth promise, In virtue, valour, and all worthiness: Give me thy hand, I vow myself thy friend. Thanks worthy sir, whose favourable hand, Hath entered such a youngling in the war, And thanks unto you all, brave worthy sirs, Impose me task, how I may do you good, Erastus will be dutiful in all. Leave protestations now, and let us hie, To tread lavolta, that is women's walk, There spend we the remainder of the day, Though overborne, and foiled in my course, Yet have I partners in mine infamy. 'tis wondrous, that so young a toward warrior, Should bide the shock of such approved knights, As he this day hath matched and mated too, But virtue should not envy good desert, Therefore Erastus happy, and thy fortune, But my Lucina, how she changed her colour, When at the encounter I did lose a stirrup, Hanging her head as partner of my shame, Therefore will I now go visit her, And please her with this Carcanet of worth, Which by good fortune I have found today, When valour fails, than gold must make the way. O cursed Fortune enemy to Fame, Thus to disgrace thy honoured name, By overthrowing him that far hath spread thy praise, Beyond the course of Titan's burning rays, Page set aside the gesture of my enemy, Give him a fiddlers fee, and send him packing. Ho, God save you sir, have you burst your shin, I villain, I have broke my shin bone, My back bone, my channel bone, and my thigh bone, Beside two dozen small inferior bones. A shrewd loss by my faith sir, But where's your courser's tail. He lost the same in service. There was a hot piece of service, where he lost his tail But how chance his nose is slit. For presumption, for covering the Emperor's Mare. Marry a foul fault, but why are his ears cut? For neighing in the emperors Court. Why then thy Horse hath been a Colt in his time, True, thou hast said. O touch not the cheek of my palfrey, lest he dismount me while my wounds are green, Page, run, bid the surgeon bring his incision. Yet stay i'll ride along with thee myself. And i'll bear you company, Come sirrah, let me see how finely you'll cry this chain Why what was it worth? It was worth more, than thou and all thy kin are worth, It may be so, but what must he have that finds it? Why a hundred Crowns.
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Nay valiant sir, we may not be denide, Faire Ladies should be coye to showe their faces, Least that the sun should tan them with his beames, Ile be your page this once, for to disarme you. Thats the reason, that he shall helpe Your husband to arme his head, Oh the pollicie of this age is wonderfull. What young Erastus, is it possible? Erastus be thou honoured for this deed. So yong, and of such good accomplishment, Thriue faire beginner as this time doth promise, In vertue, valour, and all worthinesse: Giue me thy hand, I vowe my selfe thy friend. Thanks worthie sir, whose fauourable hand, Hath entred such a youngling in the warre, And thanks vnto you all, braue worthy sirs, Impose me taske, how I may do you good, Erastus will be dutifull in all. Leaue protestations now, and let vs hie, To tread lauolto, that is womens walke, There spend we the remainder of the day, Though ouerborne, and foyled in my course, Yet haue I partners in mine infamie. Tis wondrous, that so yong a toward warriour, Should bide the shock of such approoued knights, As he this day hath matcht and mated too, But vertue should not enuie good desert, Therefore Erastus happy, and thy fortune, But my Lucina, how she changed her couler, When at the encounter I did loose a stirrop, Hanging her head as partner of my shame, Therefore will I now goe visit her, And please her with this Carcanet of worth, Which by good fortune I haue found to day, When valour failes, then gould must make the way. O cursed Fortune enemy to Fame, Thus to disgrace thy honoured name, By ouerthrowing him that far hath spred thy praise, Beyond the course of Titans burning raies, Page set a side the iesture of my enemie, Giue him a Fidlers fee, and send him packing. Ho, God saue you sir, haue you burst your shin, I villaine, I haue broke my shin bone, My back bone, my channell bone, and my thigh bone, Beside two dossen small inferior bones. A shrewd losse by my faith sir, But wheres your coursers taile. He lost the same in seruice. There was a hot piece of seruice, where he lost his taile But how chance his nose is slit. For presumption, for couering the Emperors Mare. Marrie a foule fault, but why are his eares cut? For neighing in the Emperours Court. Why then thy Horse hath bin a Colt in his time, True, thou hast said. O touch not the cheeke of my Palphrey, Least he dismount me while my wounds are greene, Page, run, bid the surgion bring his incision. Yet stay ile ride along with thee my selfe. And ile beare you companie, Come sirra, let me see how finely youle cry this chaine Why what was it worth? It was woorth more, then thou and all thy kin are worth, It may be so, but what must he haue that findes it? Why a hundred Crownes.