Dekker, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [c.1606-1607] (Annals) history; allegory · Prince Henry's Men unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 470 words
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Goe thou and sweepe th buses from the camp. (cleane, Conscience has left no brooms big enough to do that Then purge the tents of all infectious airs. Yonder's one infection new broke out, if it be not stopped From running, will choke us all. Name it, i'll minister the remedy. Time may do it, this 'tis: A Broker and his wife that dropped out of the Hangman's budget but last day; are now eating into the Camp, and are victuallers to it: their very Cans have hoops of gold lace now, that bangd Captains jerkins all o'er but yesterday: 15. Lief tenants have eaten up their buff jerkins with cheese and mustard: Nay this vilaine of fourscore i'th' hundred has set up three Armourers shops with harness caps, and pewter coats, that are lined clean out with Ale: the Rogue lies every night upon as many feathers which grew in soldiers hats, as will undooe four hundred Schoolmasters to hire them for their boys to go a feasting, Breed such disorders 'mongst the soldiers? They swarm like lice: nay his wife tickels it too, for three Muskateeres came but to drink Tobacco in her cabin, and she fired their flasks and tuch-boxes. Go rid the Camp of these, and all like these. If any soldier swear i'll cashier him too. You will scarce leave two in the Army then. What shall I do with those Pioneers yonder? You know the ground, lead them to cast up trenches. Away. They are by this time leading one another, for when I left them, I left them all casting, i'll now go see what it comes to. I'll fly hence to the fleet of Babylon. And from their tackle and their mainmast tons, Time shall shoot vengeance through his bow of steel, Wedge like to split their Navy to the keel. I'll cut their Princes down as blades of grass, As this glass, so the Babylonian power, The higher shall run out to fill the lower. The sulphurous Aetna belcheth on our ships, Cut Cables, or the whole fleet drowns in fire Holla. Of Babylon. What fire? The devils: the sea's on fire 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 where's 〈◊〉 Close under hatches dares not show his head. Daation on ch Ricalde? Who? Our Admiral the admiral of our Navy, wise Ricalde Our stout and brave Ricalde keeps his bed. All poxes fire him out; Pedro de Valdes Having about him 50. Canons Stretch wide to bark is boarded, taken. Taken? Without resistance: 〈◊〉 sunk, Oquendo burned, Moncada drowned, or slain, The ship of all our medicaments is lost. Dogs eat our medicaments, such are our wounds. We more shall Sextons need than Surgeons. What course is best? The best to get the day▪ Is to hoist sails up, and away.
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Goe thou and sweepe th buses from the camp. (cleane, Conscience has left no bmes big enough to doe that Then purge the ents of all infectious aires. Yonder's one infection new broke out, if it be not From running, will choake vs all. Name it, ile minister the remedie. Time may do it, this tis: A Broker and his wife that dropt out of the Hangmans budget but last day; are now eating in Camp, and are victualrs to it: their very Cannes haue hoops of gold lace now, that bangd Captaines Ierkins all or'e but yesterday: 15. Liefe tenants haue eaten vp their buffe Ierkins with cheese and mustard: Nay this vil aine of fourescore ith hundred has set vp three Armourers shops with hanesse caps, and pewter coates, that are de cleane out with Ale: the Rogue lies euery night vpon as many fethers which grew in souldiers has, as will vndooe foure hundred Schoolemasters to hire them for their boyes to goe a feasting, Breede such disorders mongst the souldiers? They swarme like lyce: nay his wife tickels it too, for three Muskateeres came but to drinke Tabacco in her cabbin, and she fired their flaskes and tuch-boxes. Goe the Camp of these, and al like these. If any souldier swere ile casheere him too. You will scarce leaue two in the Army then. What shall I doe with those Pyoners yonder? You know the ground, lead them to cast vp trenches. Away. They are by this time leading one another, for when I left them, I left them all casting, ile now goe see what it comes to. Ile flie hence to the fleete of Babylon. And from their tacklings and their maine-mst tons▪ Time shal shoote vengeance through his bo of steele, Wedge like to split their Nauie to the keele. Ile cut their Princes downe as blades of grasse, As this glasse, so the Babilonian power, The higher shall runne out to fill the lower. The sulphurous belchth on our ships, Cut Cables, or the whole fleete drownes in Holla. Of Babilon. What fire? The Diuels Wher's Close vnder hat dr no she his head. Daation on ch Ricalde? Who? Our Adiral the Admall of Nauy▪ Our stowte and braue alde keepes bed. All poos fire him out; Pdro de Vald Hauing about him 50. Canon throes, Stretch wide to barke is boarded, taken. Taken? Without resistance: sunke, Oquendo burnt, Moncaa drown'd, or , The ship of all our medicaents is lost. Dogges eate our medicaments, such are our wounde We more shall Sextons neede than Surgeons. What course is best? The best to get the day▪ Is to oise sayles vp, and away.