Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 (Annals) history · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 489 words · other edition — not in the analysis
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I'll assure you, a vtt'red as brave words at the Bridge, as you shall see in a Summer's day: but it is very well: what he has spoke to me, that is well I warrant you, when time is serve. Why 'tis a Gull, a Fool, a Rogue, that now and then goes to the Wars, to grace himself at his return into London, under the form of a Soldier: and such fellows are perfect in the Great Commanders Names, and they will learn you by rote where Services were done; at such and such a Sconce, at such a Breach, at such a Convoy: who came off bravely, who was shot, who disgraced, what terms the Enemy stood on: and this they con perfectly in the phrase of War; which they trick up with new-tuned Oaths: and what a Beard of the General's Cut, and a horrid Suit of the Camp, will do among foaming Bottles, and Ale-washt Wits, is wonderful to be thought on: but you must learn to know such slanders of the age, or else you may be marvellously mistook. I tell you what, Captain Gower: I do perceive he is not the man that he would gladly make show to the World he is: if I find a hole in his Coat, I will tell him my mind: hark you the King is coming, and I must speak with him from the Bridge. God pless your Majesty. How now Fluellen, cam'st thou from the Bridge? I, so please your Majesty: The Duke of Exeter has very gallantly maintained the Bridge; the French is gone off, look you, and there is gallant and most brave passages: marry, th' athuersarie was have possession of the Bridge, but he is enforced to retire, and the Duke of Exeter is Master of the Bridge: I can tell your Majesty, the Duke is a brave man. What men have you lost, Fluellen? The perdition of th' athuersarie hath been very great, reasonnable great: marry for my part, I think the Duke hath lost never a man, but one that is like to be executed for robbing a Church, one Bardolph, if your Majesty know the man: his face is all bubukles and whelks, and knobs, and flames a fire, and his lips blows at his nose, and it is like a coal of fire, sometimes plew, and sometimes red, but his nose is executed, and his fire's out. We would have all such offenders so cut off: and we give express charge, that in our Marches through the Country, there be nothing compelled from the Villages; nothing taken, but paid for: none of the French upbraided or abused in disdainful Language; for when Levity and Cruelty play for a Kingdom, the gentler Gamester is the soon winner. You know me by my habit. Well then, I know thee: what shall I know of thee? My Master's mind. Unfold it.
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Ile aſſure you, a vtt'red as praue words at the Pridge, as you ſhall ſee in a Summers day: but it is very well: what he ha's ſpoke to me, that is well I warrant you, when time is ſerue. Why 'tis a Gull, a Foole, a Rogue, that now and then goes to the Warres, to grace himſelfe at his returne into London, vnder the forme of a Souldier: and ſuch fellowes are perfit in the Great Commanders Names, and they will learne you by rote where Seruices were done; at ſuch and ſuch a Sconce, at ſuch a Breach, at ſuch a Conuoy: who came off brauely, who was ſhot, who diſgrac'd, what termes the Enemy ſtood on: and this they conne perfitly in the phraſe of Warre; which they tricke vp with new-tuned Oathes: and what a Beard of the Generalls Cut, and a horride Sute of the Campe, will doe among foming Bottles, and Ale-waſht Wits, is wonderfull to be thought on: but you muſt learne to know ſuch ſlanders of the age, or elſe you may be maruellouſly miſtooke. I tell you what, Captaine Gower: I doe perceiue hee is not the man that hee would gladly make ſhew to the World hee is: if I finde a hole in his Coat, I will tell him my minde: hearke you the King is comming, and I muſt ſpeake with him from the Pridge. God pleſſe your Maieſtie. How now Fluellen, cam'ſt thou from the Bridge? I, ſo pleaſe your Maieſtie: The Duke of Exeter ha's very gallantly maintain'd the Pridge; the French is gone off, looke you, and there is gallant and moſt praue paſſages: marry, th' athuerſarie was haue poſſeſſion of the Pridge, but he is enforced to retyre, and the Duke of Exeter is Maſter of the Pridge: I can tell your Maieſtie, the Duke is a praue man. What men haue you loſt, Fluellen? The perdition of th' athuerſarie hath beene very great, reaſonnable great: marry for my part, I thinke the Duke hath loſt neuer a man, but one that is like to be executed for robbing a Church, one Bardolph, if your Maieſtie know the man: his face is all bubukles and whelkes, and knobs, and flames a fire, and his lippes blowes at his noſe, and it is like a coale of fire, ſometimes plew, and ſometimes red, but his noſe is executed, and his fire's out. Wee would haue all ſuch offendors ſo cut off: and we giue expreſſe charge, that in our Marches through the Countrey, there be nothing compell'd from the Villages; nothing taken, but pay'd for: none of the French vpbrayded or abuſed in diſdainefull Language; for when Leuitie and Crueltie play for a Kingdome, the gentler Gameſter is the ſooneſt winner. You know me by my habit. Well then, I know thee: what ſhall I know of thee? My Maſters mind. Vnfold it.