Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [Sep 18] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) T61 Sir Giles Goosecap and related knightly typicality 0.83 · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T61: gyles, giles, lord, wood, captain, cutt, lady, ladies, emphatical, knights.
I am a Goosecap by the mother's side madam, at least my mother was a Goosecap. And you were her white son, I warrant my Lord. I was the youngest Lady, and therefore must be her white son ye know, the youngest of ten I was. And the wisest of fifteen. And sweet Lady will ye cast a kind eye now upon my cousin, Sir Gyles Goosecap. Pardon my Lord I have never a spare eye to cast away I assure ye. I wonder you should Count it cast away Lady upon him, do you remember those few of his good parts I rehearsed to you. Very perfectly my Lord, amongst which one of them was, that he is the best Sempster of any woman in England, pray let's see some of his work? Sweet Lord let's see him sow a little. You shall a mine honour Lady. he's a goodly great knight indeed; and a little needle in his hand will become him prettily. From the Spanish pike to the Spanish needle, he shall play with any knight in England Lady. But not e converso, from the Spanish needle to the Spanish pike. I think he be too wise for that indeed madam, for he has 20. miles length in land lies together, and he wood be loath to bring it all to the length of a pike. But no man commends my blunt Servant Sir Cutt: Rudesby methinks. He is a kind gentleman Lady though he be blunt, and is of this humour, the more you presume upon him without Ceremony, the more he loves you, if he know you think him kind once and will say nothing but still use him, you may melt him into any kindness you will; he is right like a woman, and had rather, you should bluntly take the greatest favour you can of him, then shamefastly entreat it. He says well to you Hippolita. I madam, but they say, he will beat one in jest, and bite in kindness, and tear one's ruffs in Courtship. Some that he makes sport withal perhaps, but none that he respects I assure And what's his living sir Cutbeard? Some two thousand a year Lady. I pray do not tell him that I asked, for I stand not upon living. O Good Lady who can live without living? Still here Lordings? good companions i'faith, I see you come not for victuals. victuals, my Lord, I hope we have victuals at home. ay but sweet Lord, there is a principle in the Politicians physic, that not your meat upon other men's trenchers, & beware of surfeits of your own cost many good companions cannot abide to eat meat at home ye know. And how fairs my noble Niece now, and her fair Lady Feeres? What wind blows you hither trow? Hark you madam, the sweet gale of one Clarence's breath, with this his paper sail blows me hither.
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I am a Goosecappe by the mothers side madam, at least my mother was a Goosecappe. And you were her white sonne, I warrant my Lord. I was the youngest Ladie, and therefore must be her white sonne ye know, the youngest of tenne I was. And the wisest of Fifteene. And sweet Ladie will ye cast a kind eye now vpon my Cosin, Sir Gyles Goosecappe. Pardon my Lord I haue neuer a spare eye to cast away I assure ye. I wonder you shood Countit cast away Ladie vppon him, doe you remember those fewe of his good partes I rehearst to you. Verie perfectly my Lord, amongst which one of them was, that he is the best Sempster of any woman in England, pray lets see some of his worke? Sweet Lord lets see him sowe a little. You shall a mine honour Ladie. Hees a goodly greate knight indeed; and a little needle in his hand will become him prettelie. From the Spanish pike to the Spanish needle, he shall play with any knight n England Ladie. But not cerso, from the Spanish needle to the Spanish pike. I thinke he be too wise for that indeed madam, for he has 20. miles length in land lies togeather, and hee wood bee loath to bring it all to the length of pike. But no man commends my blount Seruant Sir Cutt: Rudeshy methinks. Hee is a kind gentleman Ladie though hee bee blunt, and is of this humor, the more you presume vppon him without Ceremonie, the mor he lo you, if he knowe you thinke him kinde once and will say nothing but still vse him, you may melt him into any kindenesse you will; he is right like a woman, and had rather, you shood bluntlie take the greatest our you can of him, then shamefastly intreat it. He saies wel to you Hippolita. I madam, but they , he will beat one in Iest, and byte in kindenesse, and teare ones ruffes in Courippe. Some that he makes sport withall perhappes, but none that he respects assureye. And wha'ts his Cbeard? Some two thousand a yeare Ladie. I pray doe not tell him that I ask't, for I stand ot vpon liuing. O Good Ladie who can liue without liuing? Still heere Lordings? good companions yfaith, I see you come not for vittles. Vittles, my Lord, I hope we haue vittles at home. I but sweet Lord, there is a principle in the Poliitians phisicke, at not your meat vpon other mens trenchers, & beware of surfits of your owne coste manie good companions cannot abide to eate meate at home ye know. And how my noble Neece now, and her faire Ladie Feeres? VVhat winde blowes you hether troe? Harke you madam, the sweete gale of one Clarences breath, with this his paper ayle blowes me hether.