Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1604 [1603-1604] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 501 words
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COme Vallen. lets to Sir God-fries house, I know there will be reveling to night This is his birth day: and he welcomes all, Fair Anabell his daughter is my love, There shalt thou see the Idol of my thought, Fair Bristows miror and my heart's delight. Friend Challener, I wonder at thy humour, To dote so much over this female kind, That charms thy senses makes thy eye sight blind. Thou art an enemy to women still, I prithee what doth best agree with thee. To see my hounds, to chase the fallow dear, to see my fathon strike the partridge dead. to hear my horse Caréere, to drink full healths, and not live puling for an nounce of Beauty, I love to see my hounda as well as thee, My horse, my falcon, and healths when time serves, But above all my mistress I prefer, She is the Fuel that doth heat my blood, And therefore Vallenger, for my sake go and see, the gallants will be here to night, Y faith you bind me to a mighty task I'll see your Lady, and your Lady's mask, then prithee peace here will we keep our stand. For by the Drum the Maskers are at hand. Now gentlemen, your welcome to my house, Good master Challener and your honest friend, So are you all young gallants every one, But we forget ourselves, body of me, Where be these Lads, what shall we have No dancing after dinner? Ho, up with the tables, If they have dined within, and come young Lads now to your dance again. False tongue that spoke such blasphemy before, That I dispraised, now doth my soul adore. How dost thou like my love now Vallenger. O she's divine and I become her thrall. Doth Bristol yield her fellow, prithee speak, A thousand, I must hence or else my heart will break. What means my friend in such a humour go, I'll know the cause before I leave him so, Gentlemen I thank you all, Let's in to supper the the cheer be small, Vallinger thou art a traitor to thy friend. Not to my friend but always to my foe. Why dost thou love the faint I do adore. To anger thee I swear to love her more. I loved her first, when thou didst love disdain. I love her now, therefore thy love is vain. For swear to name her else thou art my foe. For wear my Anabell, hence dotard go, Prepare thee Vallener it is decreed. For Anabell, or thou or I must bleed? On Sir 'tis welcome pair not but thrust home. Some Gracious Body help me I am slain. Whose that which calls for help, gods pity wife, The Gentleman, lies bleeding here that came with master Challen. I pray Sir peak who hath hurt ye thus. The villain Chalener hath almost slain me. Challener, why I thought you had been friends. What was the matter Sir may I know it?
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COme Vallen. lets to Sir God-fries houſe, I know there will be reueling to night This is his birth day: and he welcoms all, Fair Anabell his daughter is my loue, There ſhalt thou ſée the Idoll of my thought, Faire Briſtows miror and my harts delight. Frend Challener, I wonder at thy humor, To dote ſo much ouer this female kind, That charms thy ſences makes thy eie ſight blind. Thou art an enemy to women ſtill, I prethée what doth beſt agrée with thee. To ſee my hounds, to chaſe the fallow deere, to ſee my fathon ſtrike the partridge dead. to heare my horſe Caréere, to drink full healths, and not liue puling for an nounce of Beauty, I loue to ſée my hounda as well as thée, My horſe, my faon, and healthes when time ſerues, But aboue all my miſtris I prefer, She is the Fewel that doth heate my bloud, And therefore Vallenger, for my ſake goe and ſee, the gallants will be here to night, Y ſaith you bind me to a mighty taſk Ile ſee your Lady, and your Ladies maſke, then prethee peace here will we keepe our ſtand. For by the Drum the Maſkers are at hand. Now gentlemen, your welcome to my houſe, Good maiſter Challener and your honeſt frend, So are you all yong gallants euery one, But we forget our ſelues, boddy of me, Where be theſe Ladds, what ſhall we haue No dauncing after dinner? Ho, vp with the tables, If they haue dined within, and come yong Ladds now to your dance againe. Falſe tong that ſpoke ſuch blaſphemy before, That I diſpraiſed, now doth my ſoule adore. How doſt thou like my loue now Vallenger. O ſhées deuine and I become her thrall. Doth Briſtow yéeld her fellow, prethée ſpeake, A thouſand, I muſt hence or elſe my hart will break. What meanes my frend in ſuch a humor goe, Ile know the cauſe before I leaue him ſo, Gentlemen I thank you all, Lets in to ſupper the the cheare be ſmall, Vallinger thou art a traitor to thy frend. Not to my frend but alwaies to my foe. Why doſt thou loue the faint I do adore. To anger thee I ſweare to loue her more. I loued her firſt, when thou didſt loue didaine. I loue her now, thereore thy loue is vaine. For ſweare to name her ele thou art my foe. For weare my Anabell, hence dotard go, Prepare thée Vallener it is decréed. For Anabell, or thou or I muſt bléed? On Sir tis welcome pare not but thruſt home. Some Gracious Body helpe me I am ſlaine. Whoe that which cals for help, gods pitty wife, The Gentleman, lies bléeding héere that came with maiſter Challen. I pray Sir peake who hath hurt ye thus. The villen Chalener hath almoſt ſlaine me. Challener, why I thought you had bin friends. What was the matter Sir may I know it?