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 0.89 · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T61: gyles, giles, lord, wood, captain, cutt, lady, ladies, emphatical, knights.
I assure your Lordship your merry behaviour does so festivally show upon you, that every high holiday when Ladies wood be most beautiful; every one wishes to God she were turned into such a little Lord as you, when you're merry. By this fire they do my Lord, I have heard am. Marry God forbid knight they should be turned into me; I had rather be turned into them a'mine honour. Then for your Lordship's quips, & quick jests, why Gesta Romanorum were nothing to them a my virtue Well, well, well, I will hear thee no more, I will hear thee no more, good Captain, thou'st an excellent wit, and thou shalt have Crowns a'mine honour, and now knights and Captain, the fool you told me off, do you all know him? I know him best my Lord. Do you Sir Gyles, to him then good knight, & be here with him, and here, and here, and here again; I mean paint him unto us Sir Gyles, paint him lively, lively now, my good knightly boy. Why my good Lord? he will near be long from us, because we are all mortal you know. Very true, And as soon as ever we go to dinner, and supper together, Dinner and supper together, whence that trow? 'a will come you in amongst us, with his Cloak buttoned, loose under his chin. buttoned loose my Lord? I me Lord buttoned loose still, and both the flaps cast over before, both his shoulders afore him. Both shoulders afore him? From before him he means; forth good Sir Gyles. Like a potentate My Lord? Much like a Potentate indeed. For all the world like a Potentate S. Cut: ye know. So Sir. All his beard nothing but hair. Or something else. Or something else as you say. Excellent good. His melons, or his Apricots, Oranges always in an unclean hand kerchief very cleanly I warrant you my Lord. A good neat fool Sir Gyles of mine honour. Then his fine words that he sets them in, concatical, a fine aniseed wench fool upon ticket and so forth. Passing strange words believe me, know'th every man at the table, though he never saw him before, by sight and then will he fool you so finely my Lord, that he will make your heart ache, till your eyes run over. The best that ever I heard, grey mercy good knight for thy merry description, Captain, I give thee twenty companies of commendations, never to be cashiered. Save your Lordship, My pretty cast of Merlin's, what prophecies with your little masterships? Things that cannot come to pass my Lord, the worse our fortunes. Why what's the matter pages? How now my lady's foisting hounds. M. Iack, M. Jack; how do ye M. William, frolic? Not so frolic, as you left us Sir Gyles. Why wags, what news bring you a God's name. Heavy news indeed my Lord, pray pardon us.
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I assure your Lordshippe your merrie behauiour does so festifally showe vpon you, that euery high holliday when Ladies wood bee most bewtifull; euey one wishes to God shee were turnd into such a little Lord as you, when y'are merrie. By this fire they doe my Lord, I haue heard am. Marrie God forbid knight they shood be turnd into me; I had rather be turnd into them amine honor. Then for your Lordships quippes, & quick iests, why Gesta Romanorum were nothing to them a my vertue Well, well, well, I will heare thee no more, I will heare thee no more, good Captaine, Tha'st an excellent witt, and thou shalt haue Crownes amine honour, and now knights and Captain, the foole you told me off, do you al know him? I know him best my Lord. Doe you Sir Gyles, to him then good knight, & be here with him, and here, and here, and here againe; I meane paint him vnto vs Sir Gyles, paint him liuely, liuely now, mygood knightly boy. Why my god Lrd? hee will nere be long from vs, because we are all mortall you know. Verie true, And as soone as euer wee goe to dinner, and supper togeather, Dinner and supper togeather, whens that troe? A will come you in amongst vs, with his Cloake buttond, loose vnder his chinne. Buttond loose my Lord? I me Lord buttond loose still, and both the flaps cast or before, both his shoulders afore him. Both shouldiers afore him? From before him hee meanes; forth good Sir Gyls. Like a potentate My Lord? Much like a otentate indeed. For all the wrld like a Potentate S. Cut: ye know. So Si. All his beard nothing but haie. Or something else. Or something else as you say. Excellent good. His Mellons, or his Apricocks, Orrenges alwaies in an vncleane hand kerchiffe very cleanely I warrant you my Lord. A good neae foole Sir Gyles of mine honour. Then hi fine words that hee sets them in, concaticll, a fine Annisseede wenche foole vppon ticket and so forth. Passing strange wordes belieue me, Knoth euery man at the table, though he neuer saw him before, by sight and then will he foole you so finely my Lorde, that hee will make your hart ake, till your eyes runne ouer. The best that euer I heard, gray mercy good knight for thy merrie description, Captaine, I giue thee twentie companies of commendations, neuer to bee casheird. Saue your Lordship, My prettie cast of Merlins, what prophecies with your little maistershippes? Things that cannot come to passe my Lord, the worse our fortunes. Why whats the matter pages? ow now my Ladies foysting hounds. M. Iack▪ M. Iacke; how do ye M. William, frolick? Not s frolicke, as you left vs Sir Gyles. VVhy wags, what news bring you a Gods name. Heauie newes indeed my Lord, pray pardone vs.