Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1597 [Apr 23] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 502 words
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I do not misdoubt my wife: but I would be loath to turn them together: a man may be too confident: I would have nothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied. Look where my ranting-Host of the Garter comes: there is either liquor in his pate, or money in his purse, when he looks so merrily: How now mine Host? How now Bully-Rooke: thou'rt a Gentleman Cavaliero justice, I say. I follow, (mine Host) I follow: Good-even, and twenty (good Master Page.) Master Page, will you go with us? we have sport in hand. Tell him Caveleiro-iustice: tell him Bully-Rooke. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between Sir Hugh the Welsh Priest, and Caius the French Doctor. Good mine Host o' th' Garter: a word with you. What sayst thou, my Bully-Rooke? Will you go with us to behold it? My merry Host hath had the measuring of their weapons; and (I think) hath appointed them contrary places: for (believe me) I hear the Parson is no jester: hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be. Hast thou no suit against my Knight? my guest-cavaleire? None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of burned sack, to give me recourse to him, and tell him my name is Broome: only for a jest. My hand, (Bully:) thou shalt have egress and regress, (said I well?) and thy name shall be Broome. It is a merry Knight: will you go An-heires? Have with you mine Host. I have heard the Frenchman hath good skill in his Rapier. Tut sir: I could have told you more: In these times you stand on distance: your Passes, Stoccado's, and I know not what: 'tis the heart (Master Page) 'tis here, 'tis here: I have seen the time, with my longsword, I would have made you four tall fellows skip like Rats. here boys, here, here: shall we wag? Have with you: I had rather hear them scold, than fight. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands so firmly on his wife's frailty; yet, I cannot putoff my opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's house: and what they made there, I know not. Well, I will look further into't, and I have a disguise, to sound Falstaff; if I find her honest, I lose not my labour: if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed. I will not lend thee a penny. Why then the world's mine Oyster, which I, with sword will open. Not a penny: I have been content (Sir,) you should lay my countenance to pawn: I have grated upon my good friends for three Repreeves for you, and your Coach-fellow Nim; or else you had looked through the grate, like a Geminy of Baboons: I am damned in hell, for swearing to Gentlemen my friends, you were good Soldiers, and tall-fellowes. And when Mistress Bright lost the handle of her Fan, I took't upon mine honour thou hadst it not.
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I doe not miſdoubt my wife: but I would bee loath to turne them together: a man may be too confident: I would haue nothing lye on my head: I cannot be thus ſatiſfied. Looke where my ranting-Hoſt of the Garter comes: there is eyther liquor in his pate, or mony in his purſe, when hee lookes ſo merrily: How now mine Hoſt? How now Bully-Rooke: thou'rt a Gentleman Caueleiro Iuſtice, I ſay. I follow, (mine Hoſt) I follow: Good-euen, and twety (good Maſter Page.) Maſter Page, wil you go with vs? we haue ſport in hand. Tell him Caueleiro-Iuſtice: tell him Bully-Rooke. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, betweene Sir Hugh the Welch Prieſt, and Caius the French Doctor. Good mine Hoſt o' th' Garter: a word with you. What ſaiſt thou, my Bully-Rooke? Will you goe with vs to behold it? My merry Hoſt hath had the meaſuring of their weapons; and (I thinke) hath appointed them contrary places: for (beleeue mee) I heare the Parſon is no Ieſter: harke, I will tell you what our ſport ſhall be. Haſt thou no ſuit againſt my Knight? my gueſt-Caualeire? None, I proteſt: but Ile giue you a pottle of burn'd ſacke, to giue me recourſe to him, and tell him my name is Broome: onely for a eſt. My hand, (Bully:) thou ſhalt haue egreſſe and regreſſe, (ſaid I well?) and thy name ſhall be Broome. It is a merry Knight: will you goe An-heires? Haue with you mine Hoſt. I haue heard the French-man hath good skill in his Rapier. Tut ſir: I could haue told you more: In theſe times you ſtand on diſtance: your Paſſes, Stoccado's, and I know not what: 'tis the heart (Maſter Page) 'tis heere, 'tis heere: I haue ſeene the time, with my long-ſword, I would haue made you fowre tall fellowes skippe like Rattes. Heere boyes, heere, heere: ſhall we wag? Haue with you: I had rather heare them ſcold, then fight. Though Page be a ſecure foole, and ſtands ſo firmely on his wiues frailty; yet, I cannot put-off my opinion ſo eaſily: ſhe was in his company at Pages houſe: and what they made there, I know not. Well, I wil looke further into't, and I haue a diſguiſe, to ſound Falſtaffe; if I finde her honeſt, I looſe not my labor: if ſhe be otherwiſe, 'tis labour well beſtowed. I will not lend thee a penny. Why then the world's mine Oyſter, which I, with ſword will open. Not a penny: I haue beene content (Sir,) you ſhould lay my countenance to pawne: I haue grated vpon my good friends for three Repreeues for you, and your Coach-fellow Nim; or elſe you had look'd through the grate, like a Geminy of Baboones: I am damn'd in hell, for ſwearing to Gentlemen my friends, you were good Souldiers, and tall-fellowes. And when Miſtreſſe Bright loſt the handle of her Fan, I took't vpon mine honour thou hadſt it not.