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 0.72 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T61: gyles, giles, lord, wood, captain, cutt, lady, ladies, emphatical, knights.
The passingst description of a candle, that ever lived Sir Cutt: Yet aimed I not at them, nor seemed to note What grace they did me, but found courtly cause To talk with an accomplished gentleman New come from Italie, in quest of news I spoke Italian with him. What so young? O rarissime volte cadono nel parlar nostro familiar. 'slid 'a could speak it knight, at three year old. Nay gentle Captain do not set me forth I love it not, in truth I love it not. 'slight my Lord but truth is truth you know. I dare ensure your Lordship, Truth is truth, & I have heard in France, they speak French as well, as their mother tongue my Lord. Why 'tis their mother tongue my noble knight But (as I tell you) I seemed not to note The lady's notes of me, but held my talk, with that Italionate Frenchman, and took time (Still as our conference served) to show my Courtship In the three quarter leg, and settled look, The quick kiss of the top of the forefinger And other such exploits of good Accost; All which the Ladies took into their eyes With such attention that their favours swarmed About my bosom, in my hat, mine ears, In scarves about my thighs, upon mine arms Thick on my wrists, and thicker on my hands, And still the less I sought, the more I found. All this I tell to this notorious end, That you may use your Courtship with less care To your coy mistresses; As when we strike A goodly salmon, with a little line We do not tug to hale her up by force For then our line wood break, and our hook lost; But let her careless play alongst the stream As you had left her, and she'll drown her self. A my life a most rich comparison. Never stir, if it be not a richer Caparison, than my Lord my cousin wore at tilt, for that was broidered with nothing but moonshine i'th' the water, and this has Sāmons in't; by heaven a most edible Caparison. Odious thou wouldst say, for Comparisons are odious. So they are indeed sir Cutt: all but my Lords. Be Caparisons odious Sir Cutt: what like flowers? O ass they be odorous. A botts of'at stinking word odorous, I can never hit on't, And how like you my Court-counsel gallants ha: Out of all proportion excellent my Lord: & believe it for Emphatical Courtship, your Lordship puts down all the Lords of the Court. No good Captain no. By France you do my Lord for Emphatical Courtship. For Emphatical Courtship indeed I can do somewhat. Then does your merry entertainment become you so festivally, that you have all the bravery of a Saint George's day about ye when you use it. Nay that's too much in sadness Captain. O good my Lord, let him praise you, whatsoe'er it costs your Lordship.
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The passingst description of a candle, that euer liu'd Sir Cutt: Yet aymd I not at them, nor seemd to note VVhat grace they did me, but found courtly cause To talke with an accomplisht gentleman New come from Italie, in quest of newes▪ I spake Italian with him. What so young? O rarissime volte cadno nel parlar nostro familiare. Slidd a cood speake it knight, at three yeare old. Nay gentle Captaine doe not set me forth I loue it not, in truth I loue it not. Slight my Lod but truth is truth you know. I dare nsure your Lordship, Truth is truth, & I haue heard in Fraunce, they speake French as well, as their mother tongue my Lord. VVhy tis their mother tonge my noble knight▪ But (as I tell you) I seem'd not to note The Ladies notes of me, but held my talke, with that Italionate Frenchman, and tooke time (Still as our conference seru'd) to shew my Courtship In the three quarter legge, and setled looke, The quick kisse of the toppe of the forefinger And other such exploytes of good Accost; All which the Ladies tooke into their eyes VVith such attention that their fauours swarm'de About my bosome, in my hatt, mine eares, In skarffes about my thighes, vpon mine armes Thicke on my wrystes, and thicker on my hands, And still the lesse I sought, the more I found. All this I tell to this notorious end, That you may vse your Courtship with lesse care To your coy mistresss; As when we strike A goodly Sammon, with a little line VVe doe not tugge to hale her vp by force For then our line wood breake, and our hooke lost; But let her carelesse play alongst the streme As you had left her, and sheele drowne her elfe. A my life a most rih comparison. Neuer stirre, if it bee not a richer Caparison, then my Lorde my Cosine wore at tilt, for that was brodred with nothing but mooneshine ith the water, and this has Sāmons in't; by heauen a most edible Caparisō. Odious thou woodst say, for Cōparisōs are odious. So they are indeede sir Cu ▪ al but my▪ Lords. Bee Caparisons odious Sir Cutt: what like flowers? O asse they be odorous. A botts athat stincking worde odorous, I can neuer hitt on't, And how like you my Court-counsaile gallāts ha▪ Out of all proportion excellent my Lord: & beleee it for Emphaticall Courtship, your Lordship puts downe all the Lords of the Court. No good Captaine no. By Fraunce you doemy Lord for Emphaticall Courtship. For Emphaticall Courtship indeed I can doe somewhat. Then does your merrie entertainment become you so festifally, that you haue all the brauerie of a Saint Georges day about ye when you vse it. Nay thats too much in sadnes Captaine. O good my Lord, let him prayse you, what so ere it costs your Lordshippe.