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 0.81 · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T29: gloster, faukenbridge, skinke, hermit, richard, prince, iohn, porter, henry, brother.
Madam, and you be wise, trust your honest neighbours here, let them bring this ca ca ca ca to the Fleet, and s see your ring delivered. A plague upon you for a damned rogue, The Porter of the Fleet will surely know me. Good neighbours bring this honest fellow thither, there's for his pains a crown if he say true, And for your labour there's as much for you. Why Ma Ma Madam, I am Re Re Redcap the Porter's son. Thou hast no wrong in this, farewell good fellow. Best speaking to Prince Richard? no I'll try And face out Redcap if the slave were by. Make them drink Block. Come to the Buttery bar, stitty stitty stammerer, come honest Constable, hay the watch of our town, we'll drink trylill I saith. Lupus in fabula my Noble Lord, See the old fox Sir Richard Faukenbridge. We'll fit him well enough, second us Robin. I'll fit you well enough for all your hope, Leave quaffing sirrah, listen to their talk. O while you live beware, two are sooner seen than one: beside, bear a brain Master, if Block should be now spied, my Madam would not trust this sconce neither in time nor tide. Well leave me, now it buds; see see, they kiss. Adieu good old sinner, you may recover it with a sallet of parsley, and the herb patience, if not sir you know the worst, it's but even this. Madam, what you desire I not deny, But promise Gloster's life and liberty, I beg but love. When doth she give her alms? Fair honourable Prince. Nay then they speed. My soul hath your deserts in good esteem. Witness these goodly times that grace my head. But were you the sole Monarch of the earth, Your power were insufficient to invade, My never yielding heart of chastity. Sayest thou so Mall, I promise thee for this, I'll owe thy cherry lips an old man's kiss; Look how my Cockerill droops, 'tis no matter, I like it best when women will not flatter. Nay but sweet Lady. Nay but gracious Lord, do not so much forget your Princely worth, As to attempt virtue to unchastity. O noble youth! Let not the ladies dead grief for her brother, Give life to shameless and detested sin. Sweet child. Consider that she is of high decent. Most virtuous Earl. Wife to the noblest Knight that ever breathed. Now blessing on thee blessed Huntingdon. And would you then first stain your Princely stock, Wrong beauty, virtue, honour, chastity, And blemish Faukenbridges untainted arms? By adding horns unto our Falcones' head, Well thought on noble youth, 'twas well put in. Besides my gracious Lord. Tickle him Mall, plague him on that side for his hot desire. however secretly great Princes sin, Oh now the spring she'll do it sercretly. The King of all hearts will have all sins known. Ah than she yields not. Lady here's my hand, I did but try your honourable faith
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Madam, and you be wiſe, truſt your honeſt neighbors heere, let them bring this ca ca ca ca to the Fleete, and ſ ſee your ring deliuered. A plague vpon you for a damned roge, The Porter of the Fleete will ſurely know me. Good neighbours bring this honeſt fellow thether, Ther's for his paines a crowne if he ſay true, And for your labour ther's as much for you. Why Ma Ma Madam, I am Re Re Redcap the Porters ſonne. Thou haſt no wrong in this, farewell good fellow. Beſt ſpeaking to Prince Richard? no Ile try And face out Redcap if the ſlaue were by. Make them drinke Blocke. Come to the Buttery bar, ſtitty ſtitty ſtammerer, come honeſt Conſtable, hey the watch of our towne, we'll drinke trylill I ſaith. Lupus in fabula my Noble Lord, See the olde foxe Sir Richard Faukenbridge. We'll fit him well enough, ſecond vs Robin. Ile fit you well enough for all your hope, Leaue quaffing ſirra, liſten to their talke. O while you liue beware, two are ſooner ſeene then one: beſides, beare a braine Maſter, if Block ſhould be now ſpide, my Madam would not truſt this ſconce neither in time nor tyde. Well leaue me, now it buds; ſee ſee, they kiſſe. Adew good olde ſinner, you may recouer it with a fallet of parſly, and the hearbe patience, if not ſir you knowe the worſt, it's but euen this. Madam, what you deſire I not deny, But promiſe Gloſters life and liberty, I beg but loue. When doth ſhe giue her almes? Faire honourable Prince. Nay then they ſpeed. My ſoule hath your deſerts in good eſteeme. Witneſſe theſe goodly times that grace my head. But were you the ſole Monarch of the earth, Your power were inſufficient to inuade, My neuer yeelding heart of chaſtity. Sayſt thou ſo Mall, I promiſe thee for this, Ile owe thy cherry lips an olde mans kiſſe; Looke how my Cockerill droopes, tis no matter, I like it beſt when women will not flatter. Nay but ſweet Lady. Nay but gracious Lord, doe not ſo much forget your Princely worth, As to attempt vertue to vnchaſtity. O noble youth! Let not the Ladyes dead griefe for her brother, Giue life to ſhameleſſe and deteſted ſinne. Sweet childe. Conſider that ſhe is of high decent. Moſt vertuous Earle. Wife to the nobleſt Knight that euer breath'd. Now bleſſing on thee bleſſed Huntington. And would you then firſt ſtaine your Princely ſtocke, Wrong beauty, vertue, honor, chaſtitye, And blemmiſh Faukenbridges vntaynted armes? By adding hornes vnto our Falcones head, Well thought on noble youth, twas well put in. Beſides my gratious Lord. Tickle him Mall, plague him on that ſide for his hot deſire. howeuer ſecretly great Princes ſin, Oh now the ſpring ſhe'll doe it ſercretly. The King of all harts will haue all ſyns knowne. Ah then ſhe yeilds not. Lady heer's my hand, I did but try your honorable faith