Dekker, Thomas / Webster, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.62 · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
I'm haunted with a Fury Sir. Pray Master Poet shoot off this little potgun, and I will conjure your Fury: 'tis well lay you sir, my desires are to have some amiable and amorous sonnet or madrigal composed by your Fury, see you. Are you a lover sir of the nine Muses. Owe, by gad out a cry. You're then a scholar sir. I ha' picked up my crumbs in Jesus college in Oxford one day a gad while ago. You're welcome you're very welcome, I'll borrow your judgement look you sir, I'm writing a Tragedy, the Tragedy of young Astyanax. Styanax Tragedy is he living can you tell? was not Stianax a mammoth man? O no sir, you mistake, he was a Trojan great Hector's Son. Hector was grannam to Cadwallader, when she was great with child, god udge me, there was one young Styanan of Monmouthshire was a madder greek as any is in all England. This was not he assure ye: look you sir, I will have this Tragedy presented in the French Court, by French Gallants. By god your Frenchmen will do a Tragedy interlude, poggy well. It shallbe sir at the marriages of the Duke of Orleans, and Chatilion the admiral of France, the stage. Uds blood, does Orleans marry with the Admiral of France now. O sir no, they are two several marriages. As I was saying the stage hung all with black velvet, and while 'tis acted, myself will stand behind the Duke of Biron, or some other chief minion or so,— who shall, I they shall take some occasion about the music of the fourth Act, to step to the French King, and say, Sire, voyla, il et votre tres-humble seruiteur, le plus sage, è divino espirit, monsieur Bellamont, all in French thus pointing at me, or you is the learned old English Gentleman Master Bellamont a very worthy man, to be one of your privy Chamber, or Poet laureate. But are you sure Duke pepper-noon will give you such good urds, behind your back to your face. Oh ay, ay, I man, he's the only courtier that I know there: but what do you think that I may come to by this. God udge me, all France may hap die in your debt for this. I am now writing the description of his death. Did he die in his ped. You shall hear: suspicion is the Minion of great hearts, no: I will not begin there: Imagine a great man were to be executed about the 7. hour in a gloomy morning. As it might be Sampson or so, or great Golias that was killed by my Countryman. Right sir, thus I express it in young Astyanax. Now the wild people greedy of their griefs, Longing to see, that which their thoughts abhorred, Prevented day, and rod on their own roofs.
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Ime haunted with a Fury Sir. Pray Maister Poet shute off this little pot-gun, and I wil coniure your Fuy: tis well lay you sir, my desires are to haue some amiable and amorous sonnet or madrigall composed by your Fury, see you. Are you a louer sir of the nine Muses. Ow, by gad out a cry. Y'are then a scholler sir. I ha pickt vp my cromes in Sesus colledge in Oxford one day a gad wile age▪ Y'are welcome y'are very welcome, Ile borrow your Iudgement looke you sir, Ime writyng a Tragedy, the Tragedy of young Astianax. Snax Tragedy is he liuing can you tell? was not Stianax a Mn-mouth man? O no sir, you mistake, he was a Troyane great Hectors Son. Hector was grannam to Cadwallader, when shee was great with child, god vdge me, there was one young Styanan of Mon-mouth sheire was a madder greeke as any is in al Englād. This was not he assure yee: looke you sir, I will haue this Tragedy presented in the French Court, by French Gallants. By god your Frenchmen will doe a Tragedy enterlude, poggy well. It shalbe sir at the marriages of the Duke of Orleans, and Chatilion the admiral of France, the stage. Vds bloud, does Orleans marry with the Admirall of France now. O sir no, they are two seuerall marriages. As I was saying the stage hung all with black veluet, and while tis acted, my self wil stád behind the Duke of Biron, or some other cheefe minion or so, — who shall, I they shall take some occasion about the musick of the fourth Act, to step to the French King, and say, Sire, voyla, il et votre treshumble seruiteur, le plu sage, è diuin espirit, monsiur Bellamont, all in French thus poynting at me, or you is the learned old English Gentleman Maister Bellamont a very worthie man, to bee one of your priuy Chamber, or Poet Lawreat. But are you sure Duke Pepper-noone wil giue you such good vrdes, behind your back to your face. Oh I, I, I man, he's the onely courtier that I know there: but what do you thinke that I may come to by this. God vdge mee, all France may hap die in your debt for this. I am now wryting the description of his death. Did he die in his ped▪ You shall heare: suspition is the Mynion of geat hearts, no: I will not begin there: Imagine a great man were o be executed about the 7. houre in a gloomy morning. As it might bee Sampson or so, or great Golias that was kild by my Countriman. Right sir, thus I expresse it in yong Astianax. Now the wilde people greedy of their griefes, Longing to see, that which their thoughts abhord, Preuented day, and rod on their owne roofes.