Jonson, Ben · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.85 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Sweet knight hold in thy fury, and 'fore God I'll honour thee more than the Turk does Mahomet. Down (I say.) whose's there? Here's the Constable, open the doors. Good Macilente. Open no door, if the Adalantado of Spain were here, he should not enter: On, help me with the light, Gentlemen: you knock in vain sir officer. Et tu Brute. Sirrah close your lips, or I will drop it in thine eyes by heaven. O, O. Open the door, or I will break it open. Nay good Constable have patience a little, you shall come in presently, we have almost done. So; now, are you out of your humour sir. Shift Gentlemen. Lay hold upon this gallant, and pursue the rest. Lay hold on me sir! for what? Mary for your riot here sir, with the rest of your companions. My riot! God's my judge, take heed what you do; Carlo did I offer any violence? O sir, you see he is not in case to answer you, & that makes you so peremptory. Peremptory, Shife I appeal to the Drawers, if I did him any hard measure. They are all gone, there's none of them will be laid any hold on. Well sir, you are like to answer till the rest can be found out. 'sblood I appeal to George here. Tut George was not here: away with him to the Counter sirs. Come sir you were best get yourself dressed somewhere. Good Lord that master Carlo could not take heed, and knowing what a Gentleman the knight is if he be angry. A pox on 'em, they have left all the meat on our hands, would they were choked with it for me. What are they gone sirs. O here's master Macilente. Sirrah George doyou see that concealment there? that Napkin under the Table? God's so', signor Fungoso! he's a good pawn for the reckoning; be sure you keep him here, and let him not go away till I come again, though he offer to discharge all; I'll return presently. Sirrah, we have a pawn for the Reckoning. What? of Macilente? No; look under the Table. I hope all be quiet now; if I can get but forth of this street, I care not. Masters, I pray you tell me, is the Constable gone? What? Master Fungoso? Was't not a good device the same of me Sirs? Yes faith; ha' you been here all this while? O God I: good sirs look and the coast be clear, I'd fain be going. All's clear Sir, but the Reckoning; and that you must clear and pay before you go, I assure you. I pay? 'Slight, I eat not a bit since I came into the house yet. Why you may when you please sir, 'tis all ready below that was bespoken. Bespoken? not by me, I hope?
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Sweet knight hold in thy furie, and 'fore God I'le honour thee more than the Turke do's Mahomet. Downe (I say.) VVhose there? Here's the Constable, open the dores. Good Macilente. Open no dore, if the Adalantado of Spaine were here, he should not enter: On, helpe me with the light, Gentlemen: you knocke in vaine sir officer. Et tu Brute. Sirha close your lips, or I will drop it in thine eyes by heauen. O, O. Open the dore, or I will breake it open. Nay good Constable haue patience a little, you shall come in presently, we haue almost done. So; now, are you out of your humor sir. Shift Gentlemen. Lay hold vpon this gallant, and pursue the rest. Lay hold on me sir! for what? Mary for your riot here sir, with the rest of your companions. My riot! God's my judge, take heed what you doe; Carlo did I offer any violence? O sir, you see he is not in case to answere you, & that makes you so paramptorie. Peremptorie, Shife I appeale to the Drawers, if I did him any hard measure. They are all gone, there's none of them will bee laid any hold on. VVell sir, you are like to answere till the rest can bee found out. Sbloud I appeale to George here. Tut George was not here: away with him to the Counter sirs. Come sir you were best get your selfe drest somewhere. Good Lord that maister Carlo could not take heed, and knowing what a Gentleman the knight is if he be angrie. A poxe on 'hem, they haue left all the meat on our hands, would they were choakt with it for me. VVhat are they gone sirs. O here's maister Macilente. Sirha George do'you see that concealement there? that Napkin vnder the Table? Gods so', Signior Fungoso! Hee's a good pawne for the reckoning; be sure you keepe him here, and let him not goe away till I come againe, though he offer to discharge all; I'le returne presently. Sirrah, we haue a pawne for the Reckoning. VVhat? of Macilente? No; looke vnder the Table. I hope all be quiet now; if I can get but forth of this street, I care not. Masters, I pray you tell me, is the Constable gone? VVhat? Master Fungoso? VVas't not a good deuise the same of me Sirs? Yes faith; ha' you been here all this while? O God I: good sirs looke and the coast be cleere, I'ld faine be going. All's cleere Sir, but the Reckoning; and that you must cleare and pay before you goe, I assure you. I pay? S'light, I eate not a bit since I came into the house yet. VVhy you may when you please sir, 'tis all ready below that was bespoken. Bespoken? not by me, I hope?