The Scottish History of James the Fourth · chunk 21 of 40
Greene, Robert · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1590 (Annals) romance · Unknown unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 469 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T35: fool, wit, aristippus, achilles, wise, fools, patroclus, thersites, master, men.
I'll make garters of thy guts, Thou villain if thou enter this office. Mort lieu, take me that cappa Pour nostre labeur, be gone villain in the mort. What will you resist me then? Well the Council fellow, Shall know of your insolency. Tell them what thou wilt, and eat that I can best spare from my back parts, and get you gone with a vengeance. Andrew. Sir. Where be my writings I put in my pocket last night. Which sir, your annotations upon Machiavel? No sir, the letters patents for east spring. Why sir you talk wonders to me, if you ask that question. Yea sir, and will work wonders too, which you unless you find them out, villain search me them out and bring them me, or thou art but dead. A terrible word in the latter end of a session's. Master were you in your right wits yesternight? Dost thou doubt it? I and why not sir, for the greatest Clerks are not the wisest, and a fool may dance in a hood, as well as a wise man in a bare frock: besides such as give themselves to Plulantia, as you do master, are so choleric of complexion, that that which they burn in fire over night, they seek for with fury the next morning. Ah I take care of your worship, this commonweal should have a great loss of so good a member as you are. Thou flatterest me. Is it flattery in me sir to speak you fair? What is it then in you to dally with the King? Are you prating knave, I will teach you better nurture? Is this the care you have of my wardrobe? Of my accounts, and matters of trust? Why alas sir, in times past your garments have been so well inhabited, as your Tenants would give no place to a Moathe to mangle them, but since you are grown greater and your Garments more fine and gay, if your garments are not fit for hospitality, blame your pride, and commend my cleanliness: as for your writings, I am not for them, nor they for me. Villain go, fly, find them out: If thou losest them, thou losest my credit. Alas sir? can I lose that you never had. Say you so, then hold feel you that you never felt. Oh Monsieur, aies patient, pardon your powre vallet, Me be at your commandment. signor Iaques well met, you shall command me, vallet, Sirrah go cause my writings be proclaimed in the Market place, Promise a great reward to them that finds them, Look where I supped and everywhere. I will sir, now are two knaves well met, and three well parted, if you conceive mine enigma, Gentlemen what shall I be then, faith a plain harp shilling.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Ile make garters of thy guttes, Thou villaine if thou enter this office. Mort lieu, take me that cappa Pour nostre labeur, be gonne villein in the mort. What will you resist mee then? Well the Councell fellow, Shall know of your insolency. Tell them what thou wilt, and eate that I can best spare from my backe partes, and get you gone with a vengeance. Andrew. Sir. Where be my writings I put in my pocket last night. Which sir, your annoations vpon Matchauell? No sir, the letters pattents for east spring. Why sir you talk wonders to me, if you ask that questiō. Yea sir, and wil work wonders too, which you vnlesse you finde them out, villaine search me them out and bring thē me, or thou art but dead. A terrible word in the latter end of a sessions. Master were you in your right wits yesternight? Doest thou doubt it? I and why not sir, for the greatest Clarkes are not the wisest, and a foole may dance in a hood, as wel as a wise man in a bare frock: besides such as giue themselues to Plulantia, as you do maister, are so cholericke of complection, that that which they burne in fire ouer night, they seeke for with furie the next morning. Ah I take care of your worship, this common-weale should haue a great losse of so good a member as you are. Thou flatterest me. Is it flatterie in me sir to speake you faire? What is it then in you to dallie with the King? Are you prating knaue, I will teach you better nurture? Is this the care you haue of my wardrop? Of my accounts, and matters of trust? Why alasse sir, in times past your garments haue beene so well inhabited, as your Tenants woulde giue no place to a Moathe to mangle them, but since you are growne greater and your Garments more fine and gaye, if your garments are not fit for hospitallitie, blame your pride, and commend my cleanlinesse: as for your writings, I am not for them, nor they for mee. Villaine go, flie, finde them out: If thou loosest them, thou loosest my credit. Alasse sir? can I loose that you neuer had. Say you so, then hold feel you that you neuer felt. Oh Monsieur, aies patient, pardon your pouure vallet, Me bee at your commaundement. Signior Iaques wel met, you shall commaund me, vallet, Sirra go cause my writings be proclamed in the Market place, Promise a great reward to them that findes them, Looke where I supt and euery where. I will sir, now are two knaues well met, and three well parted, if you conceiue mine enigma, Gentlemen what shal I bee then, faith a plaine harpe shilling.