Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk · chunk 12 of 34
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1601 [1601-1602] (Annals) romance · Children of Paul's (second) T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.77 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
No, no, no no, no: 'tis slight and common all that I do, prithee Simperina do not ingle me; do not flatter me Trivia, I ha' never a cast gown till the next week, fa la la, la la la, fa la la, fa la la etc. This stirring to and fro has done me much good; a song I prithee, I love these French movings; oh they are so clean if you tread them true, you shall hit them to a hair; sing, sing, sing some odd and fantastical thing, for I cannot abide these dull and lumpish tunes, the Musician stands longer a pricking them then I would do to hear them: no, no no give me your light ones that go nimbly and quick, and are full of changes and carry sweet division; ho prithee sing, stay, stay, stay, here's Hippolito's Sonnet, first read it and then sing it. In a fair woman what thing is best? I think a curral lip. No no you jest, She has a better thing. Then 'tis a pretty eye. Yet 'tis a better thing, Which more delight does bring. Then 'tis a cherry cheek. No, no, you l ye. Were neither lip, nor cheeks coral, nor cherry eyes, Were not her swelling breast stuck with strawberries, Nor had smooth hand, soft skin, white neck, pure eye, Yet she at this alone your love can tie. It is, O 'tis the only joy to men, The only praise to women; what is't then? This it is, O this it is, and in a woman's middle it is placed, In a most beauteous body, a heart most chaste: This is the jewel Kings may buy, If women sell this jewel, women bye. Who the pox knocks? One that will knock thy coxcomb if he do not enter. If thou dost not enter, how canst thou knock me? Why then I'll knock thee when I do enter. Why then thou shalt not enter, but instead of me knock thy heels. Frisco I am Doyt Hippolito's Page: And I am Frisco, Squire to a bawdy house. I have a jewel to deliver to thy Mistress. Is't set with precious stones? Thick, thick thick. Why enter then thick, thick, thick. Fie, fie, fie, fie, fie who makes that yawling at door? here's signior Hipolito's man (that shall be) come to hang you. Trivia, strip that villain; Simperina pinch him, slit his wide nose; fie, fie, fie, I'll have you gelded for this lustiness. And she threatens to geld me unless I be lusty; what shall poor Frisco do? Hang me. Not I, hang me if you will, and set up my quarters too. Hippolito's boy come to hang me? to hang you with jewels, sweet and gentle; that's Frisco's meaning, and that's my coming. Keep the door. That's my Office indeed, I have been your doorkeeper so long, that all the hinges, the spring-locks and the ring, are worn to pieces; how if anybody knock at the door?
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No, no, no no, no: tis slight and common all that I do, prethee Simperina doe not Ingleme; doe not flatter me Triuia, I ha neuer a cast gowne till the next weeke, fa la la, la la la, fa la la, fa la la &c. This stirring too and fro has done me much good; a song I prethee, I loue these French mouings; oh they are so cleane if you treade them true, you shal hit them to a haire; sing, sing, sing some odde and fantasticall thing, for I cannot abide these dull and lumpish tunes, the Musition stands longer a pricking them then I would doe to heare them: no, no no giuemee your light ones that goe nimbly and quicke, and are full of changes and carrie sweet deuision; ho prethee sing, stay, stay, stay, heer's Hipolitoes Sonnet, first read it and then sing it. In a faire woman what thing is best? I thinke acurrall lip. No no you iest, She has a better thing. Then tis a pretty eye. Yet tis a better thing, Which more delight does bring. Then tis a cherry cheeke. No, no, you l ye. Were neither lip, nor cheekes currall, nor cherry eyes, Were not her swelling brest stucke with strawberies, Nor had smooth hand, soft skinne, white necke, pure eye, Yet she at this alone your loue can tye. It is, O tis the onely ioy to men, The onely praise to women; what ist then? This it is, O this it is, and in a womans middle it is plaste, In a most beautious body, a hart most chaste: This is the Iewell Kings may buy, If women sell this Iewell, women bye. Who the pox knockes? One that wil knocke thy coxcombe if he doe not enter. If thou dost not enter, how canst thou knocke me? Why then Ile knocke thee when I doe enter. Why then thou shalt not enter, but insteed of me knock thy heeles. Frisco I am Doyt Hypollitoes Page: And I am Frisco, Squire to a bawdy house. I haue a Iewell to deliuer to thy Mistris. Ist set with pretious stones? Thicke, thick thicke. Why enter then thicke, thicke, thicke. Fye, fie, fie, fie, fie who makes that yawling at doore? Heer's Signtor Hipolitoes man (that shal be) come to hang you. Triuia, strip that villaine; Simperina pinch him, slit his wide nose; fie, fie, fie, Ile haue you gelded for this lustines. And she threatens to geld me vnlesse I bee lustie; what shall poore Frisco doe? Hang me. Not I, hang mee if you will, and set vp my quarters too. Hypolitoes boy come to hang me? to hang you with Iewels, sweet and gentle; that's Friscoes meaning, and that's my comming. Keepe the doore. That's my Office indeede, I haue bin your doore-keeper so long, that al the hindges, the spring-lockes and the ring, are worne to peeces; how if any body knocke at the doore?