Anonymous · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [c.1597-1599] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T29 Disguise and pursuit in Look About You typicality 0.76 · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.
Go, walk the horses, wait me on the hill, This is the Hermit's Cell, go out of sight: My business with him must not be revealed, To any mortal creature but himself. I'll wait your honour in the cross highway. Do so: Hermit devout and reverend, If drowsy age keep not thy stiffened joints, On thy unrestful bed, or if the hours Of holy Orisons detain thee not, Come forth. Good morrow son, good morrow, & God bless thee Huntingdon, A brighter Gleam of true Nobility Shines not in any youth more than in thee. Thou shalt be rich in honour, full of speed, Thou shalt win foes by fear, and friend, by meed. Father, I come not now to know my fate, Important business urgeth Princely Richard, In these terms to salute thy reverent age. Read and be brief, I know some cause of trust, Made him employ me for his messenger. A cause of trust indeed true honoured youth, Princes had need in matters of import, To make nice choice fair Earl, if I not err, Thou art the Prince's ward. Father I am his ward, his Chamberlain & bedfellow. Fair fall thee honourable Robert Hood, Wend to Prince Richard, say though I am loath, To use my skill in Conjuration: Yet Skinke that poisoned red cheeked Rosamond, Shall make appearance at the Parliament, He shall be there by noon assure his Grace. Good morrow Father, see you fail him not, For though the villain did a horrible deed, Yet hath the young King Richard, and Earl Iohn, Sworn to defend him from his greatest foes. God's benison be with thee noble Earl. A dew good father, holla there, my horse? Up, spur the kicking jade, while I make speed To Censure Skinke out of his Hermit's weed; Lie there religion keep thy M. grave, And on the fair trust of these Prince's word To Court again Skinke: but before I go, Let mischief take advise of villainy, Why to the Hermit letters should be sent, To post Skinke to the Court incontinent: Is there no trick in this? ha let me see? Or do they know already I am he? If they do so, faith westward then with Skinke: But what an ass am I to be thus fond, Hear lies the Hermit whom I dying found Some two months since, when I was hourly charged With Hugh the Crier and with Constables, I saw him in the ready way to heaven, I helped him forward, 'twas a holy deed; And there he lies some six foot in the ground, Since when, and since, I kept me in his weeds. O what a world of fools have filled my Cell; For Fortunes, runaway, stolen goods; lost cattle, Among the number, all the faction That take the young King's part against the old; Come to myself to hearken for myself,
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GOe, walke the horſes, wayte me on the hill, This is the Hermits Cell, goe out of ſight: My buſines with him muſt not be reueal'd, To any mortall creature but himſelfe. Ile waite your honour in the croſſe high-way. Doe ſo: Hermit deuout and reuerend, If drouſie age keepe not thy ſtiffened ioyntes, On thy vnreſtfull bed, or if the houres Of holy Orizons detayne thee not, Come foorth. Good morrow ſon, good morrow, & God bleſſe thee Huntington, A brighter Gleame of true Nobility Shines not in any youth more then in thee. Thou ſhalt be rich in honour, full of ſpeed, Thou ſhalt win foes by feare, and friend, by meede. Father, I come not now to know my fate, Important buſines vrgeth Princely Richard, In theſe termes to ſalute thy reuerent age. Read and be briefe, I know ſome cauſe of truſt, Made him imploy me for his meſſenger. A cauſe of truſt indeed true honoured youth, Princes had need in matters of import, To make nice choyſe faire Earle, if I not erre, Thou art the Princes ward. Father I am his ward, his Chamberlaine & bed-fellow. Faire fall thee honourable Robert Hood, Wend to Prince Richard, ſay though I am loath, To vſe my skill in Coniuration: Yet Skinke that poyſoned red cheekt Roſamond, Shall make appearaunce at the Parlament, He ſhall be there by noone aſſure his Grace. Good morrow Father, ſee you faile him not, For though the villaine did a horrible deed, Yet hath the young King Richard, and Earle Iohn, Sworne to defend him from his greateſt foes. Gods benizon be with thee noble Earle. A dew good father, holla there, my horſe? Vp, ſpur the kicking Iade, while I make ſpeede To Conſure Sknke out of his Hermits weede; Lye there religion keep thy M. graue, And on the faire truſt of theſe Princes word To Court againe Skinke: but before I goe, Let miſchiefe take aduiſe of villany, Why to the Hermit letters ſhould be ſent, To poaſt Skinke to the Court incontinent: Is there no tricke in this? ha let me ſee? Or doe they know already I am he? If they doe ſo, faith weſtward then with Skinke: But what an aſſe am I to be thus fond, Heere lyes the Hermit whom I dying found Some two monthes ſince, when I was howerly charg'd With Hugh the Cryer and with Conſtables, I ſaw him in the ready way to heauen, I helpt him forward, t'was a holy deed; And there he lyes ſome ſixe foote in the ground, Since when, and ſince, I kept me in his weedes. O what a world of fooles haue fill'd my Cell; For Fortunes, run-awaies, ſtolne goods; loſt cattle, Among the number, all the faction That take the young Kings part againſt the olde; Come to my ſelfe to harken for my ſelfe,