Day, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 513 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
That fellow's pocket is like a Tailor's hell, it eats up part of every man's due: 'tis an Executioner, and makes away more innocent petitions in one year, than a redheaded hangman cuts ropes in an age. Now, what are you sirrah? A poor soldier, an't like your Worship. Poor soldiers do not like my worship, they are bad members. Then if they had a woman to their judge, they should be sure to be cut off, for they cannot endure bad members in a Commonwealth. What are you? A poor scholar, an't like your Worship. Poor scholars do not like our worship neither, they rail against rich Cormorants, they are bad members too. Cut them off both sir, and make the land an Eunuch. I'll take order with 'em I warrant thee; and I may have my will, i'll neither ha' poor scholar nor soldier about the Court. The next way to make it the I'll of fools. What's he talks of fools there? why how now sir, know you to whom you speak? Cry your worship mercy, I had forgot your authority. But I remember well enough I warrant you; I command you in my name and the Dukes, to attend your guard, and you regard me no more than a careless Lawyer doth an undone client, but i'll inform: the Duke shall know, out, pack. Command your slave's sir, we are gentlemen. Why so I hope are we sir, and of the best and last edition, of the Dukes own making. Cry your authority mercy, will you discharge us of these passengers? You are discharged, about your business. Bad fate, that wrong should set his foot on right, And true borne Eagles stoop to this base Kite. What an excellent trade it is to be an officer maker, i'll have more officers, and one shallbe to keep scholars and soldiers out of the Court, for they dare not come in the great Chamber already, for want of good clothes. But gods me Manasses, go tell the Duke I must speak with him. Presently sir, I'll go fetch the head to give the foot a posset: and my master had wit to his villainy, he would make an excellent dish for the hangman. Right worshipful. I sir, I know my place is worshipful; I tell thee Knave, I could hang thee by my patent, if it were granted once, i'll tell thee how it runs, it allows me 24. knaves, 6 knights, 10. fools, 13. felons, and 14. traitors by the year, take them how, why, when, and where I please. I do not think the Duke will ever grant it. Why not grant it? why should you think he will not grant it? Such another word and i'll send you to Limbo instantly. We thank you good Dametas. Discover themselves. I hope you'll take reasonable bail for our forth coming. The case is altered with you since you came out of Arcadia. My honourable friends, Iulio and Aminter, myself and the best ability of my power, lies at your service.
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That fellowes pocket is like a Tailors hell, it eats up part of every mans due: tis an Executioner, and makes away more innocent petitions in one yeere, then a red-headed hangman cuts ropes in an age. Now, what are you ſirra? A poore ſouldier, ant like your Worſhip. Poore ſouldiers doe not like my vvorſhip, they are bad members. Then if they had a woman to their Iudge, they ſhould be ſure to be cut off, for they cannot indure bad members in a Common-wealth. What are you? A poore ſcholler, ant like your Worſhip. Poore ſchollers do not like our worſhip neither, they raile againſt rich Cormorants, they are bad members too. Cut them off both ſir, and make the land an Eunuch. Ile take order with em I warrant thee; and I may haue my will, ile neither ha poore ſcholler nor ſouldier about the Court. The next way to make it the Ile of fooles. Whats he talks of fooles there? why how now ſir, know you to whom you ſpeake? Cry your worſhip mercy, I had forgot your authority. But I remember well enough I warrant you; I command you in my name and the Dukes, to attend your guard, and you regard me no more then a careleſſe Lawyer doth an undone clyent, but ile informe: the Duke ſhall know, out, packe. Command your ſlaues ſir, we are gentlemen. Why ſo I hope are we ſir, and of the beſt and laſt edition, of the Dukes owne making. Cry your authoritie mercy, will you diſcharge us of theſe paſſengers? You are diſcharg'd, about your buſineſſe. Bad fate, that wrong ſhould ſet his foot on right, And true borne Eagles ſtoope to this baſe Kite. What an excellent trade it is to be an officer maker, ile haue more officers, and one ſhalbe to keepe ſchollers and ſouldiers out of the Court, for they dare not come in the great Chamber already, for want of good clothes. But gods me Manaſſes, go tell the Duke I muſt ſpeake with him. Preſently ſir, Ile goe fetch the head to giue the foot a poſſet: and my maſter had wit to his villanie, he would make an excellent diſh for the hang-man. Right vvorſhipfull. I ſir, I know my place is vvorſhipfull; I tell thee Knaue, I could hang thee by my pattent, if it were granted once, ile tell thee how it runs, it allowes me 24. knaues, 6 knights, 10. fooles, 13. fellons, and 14. traytors by the yeare, take them how, why, when, and where I pleaſe. I doe not thinke the Duke will ever grant it. Why not grant it? why ſhould you thinke hee will not grant it? Such another word and ile ſend you to Limbo inſtantly. We thanke you good Dametas. Diſcover themſelues. I hope you'l take reaſonable baile for our forth comming. The caſe is alter'd with you ſince you came out of Arcadia. My honorable friends, Iulio and Aminter, my ſelfe and the beſt abilitie of my power, lies at your ſervice.