The Trial of Chivalry (This Gallant Cavaliero Dick Bowyer) · chunk 16 of 38
Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 [1599-1604] (Annals) romance · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 488 words
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Oh, my dear son, Thou makest me famous by thy loyalty. I never heard the like. Pen never writ. A worthier Story to posterity. Pen never writ of a more treacherous friend, Then, Pembroke, thou hast proved to Ferdinand. Sweet Love, prepare thee to be Philip's Bride: For here I swear, as I am royal borne, I'll marry thee, before the morning's Sun Hath run the third part of his glorious course. Father, good night: dear friends, dear Love, good night: Marriage, I hope, will make my spirits more light. Good night, sweet son. King Lewes, stay with me, Be thou my comforter, i'll comfort thee. Pembroke, remember that thou fail me not. O God, what may these moody looks intend? methinks, I should have better from my friend. Now, Bellamira, thou hast time to think Upon these troublous matters: should I suffer So brave a Gentleman as Philip is, To wed himself to my unworthy self, It would be counted virtue in the Prince; But I were worthy of a world of blame. No, Philip, no, thou shalt not wrong thine honour, Nor be impeached by Bellamira's spots. In some disguise i'll steal away tonight, And ne'er appear more in my Philip's sight. There is no toil to this walking of the Round: S'hart, I have been stumbling up and down all this night, like a brewer's horse, that has ne'er a good eye in his head: 'tis as dark as Pitch. I can resemble our Camp to nothing better than hell, save that in hell they are always waking, and here the villains are as drowsy as swine. Lieutenant Nod! why, you might have shot a double Cannon in his ear, and never have waked him: I jogged, and I jogged; I shouted, and I shouted; and yet the mongrel snorted, you might hear him to Dover: at last, I dragged him by the heels into a ditch of water, and there left the Lobster crawling. o' the other side, Core being appointed to stand sentinel upon the Walloons' quarter, s'hart, the Loach gets me into a sutler's bath, and there sits me drinking for Ioanes best cap: but by this hand, and as Dick Bowyer is a Soldier, and a Cavaliero, he shall sit in the bolts for it tomorrow. My comfort is in these extremities, that I brought Thomasin to her Lady's Tent, leaving her newcome Lover to pick straws: but soft, qui vou la? My name is Ferdinand. Stand. Why, Captain, thou dost know me well enough. Know, or not know, without the word you pass not. Soliman. So, ally, ally, monsieur. First, tell me, sawest thou Pembroke come this way? I saw him not. Farewell. As much to you. Zounds, these Frenchmen think to outface us with a card of ten: but, and his beard were made of brass, Dick Bowyer will make him know the discipline of war. Here comes another.
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Oh, my deare ſonne, Thou makeſt me famous by thy loyalty. I neuer heard the like. Pen neuer writ. A worthyer Story to poſterity. Pen neuer writ of a more treacherous friend, Then, Pembrooke, thou haſt prou'd to Ferdinand. Sweet Loue, prepare thee to be Philips Bryde: For heere I ſweare, as I am royall borne, Ile marry thee, before the mornings Sunne Hath runne the third part of his glorious courſe. Father, good night: deare friends, deare Loue, good night: Mariage, I hope, will make my ſpirits more light. Good night, ſweet ſon. King Lewes, ſtay with me, Be thou my comforter, ile comfort thee. Pembrook, remember that thou faile me not. O God, what may theſe moody lookes intend? Me thinks, I ſhould haue better from my friend. Now, Bellamira, thou haſt time to thinke Vpon theſe troublous matters: ſhould I ſuffer So braue a Gentleman as Philip is, To wed himſelfe to my vnworthy ſelfe, It would be counted vertue in the Prince; But I were worthy of a world of blame. No, Philip, no, thou ſhalt not wrong thine honour, Nor be impeacht by Bellamiraes ſpots. In ſome diſguiſe ile ſteale away to night, And ne're appeare more in my Philips ſight. There is no toyle to this walking of the Round: S'hart, I haue beene ſtumbling vp and downe all this night, like a Brewers horſe, that has ne're a good eye in his head: Tis as darke as Pitch. I can reſemble our Campe to nothing better then hell, ſaue that in hell they are alwayes waking, and heere the villaynes are as drowſie as ſwyne. Lieutenant Nod! why, you might haue ſhot a double Cannon in his eare, and neuer haue wakte him: I iogd, and I iogd; I ſhowted, and I ſhowted; and yet the mungrel ſnorted, you might heare him to Douer: at laſt, I dragd him by the heeles into a ditch of water, and there left the Lobſter crawling. A the tother ſide, Core being appoynted to ſtand Sentynell vpon the Wallounes quarter, s'hart, the Loach gets me into a Sutlers bath, and there ſits mee drinking for Ioanes beſt cap: but by this hand, and as Dicke Bowyer is a Soldier, and a Caualiero, he ſhall ſit in the boults for it to morrow. My comfort is in theſe extremities, that I brought Thomaſin to her Ladies Tent, leauing her new-come Louer to picke ſtrawes: but ſoft, qui vou la? My name is Ferdinand. Stand. Why, Captayne, thou doſt know me wellinough. Know, or not know, without the word you paſſe not. Soliman. So, allie, allie, Monſeur. Firſt, tell me, ſaweſt thou Pembrooke come this way? I ſaw him not. Farewell. As much to you. Zounds, theſe Frenchmen think to out-face vs with a card of ten: but, and his beard were made of braſſe, Dicke Bowyer will make him know the diſcipline of war. Here comes another.