Sharpham, Edward · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 503 words
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Hang her, hang her, she's a very crickee, she hath written for me three or four times, but i'll see her damned ere i'll come to her, wilt take any Tobacco Fleire? No, not I; i'll not make my nose a red Herring, i'll not hang him i'th' smoke. Thou art a good Courtier Fleire, thou'st got a suit already. Nay, I have two or three Offices too. prithee what are they? Why I am Yeaman ath' Iurden, Gentleman ath' smock and Squire of entertainment: for when your Gallants approach, I take their in comb, for if I stay till their out come, the devil a bit of any silver sir can I get: for your new made Gallants lay all on the back and spend all ath belly. How do thy two Ladies live Fleire? Like two musk-cats in a Coop. Why? I here say they live gallantly. Pheu, they? why they keep a little court. And what art thou? a Sumner? A Sumner, why? Because thou art one of thee; hark in thine ear. Well said calf, hast been a sucking all this while for that jest? no, I have an honourable place, I am one of their leaders, for their shoes are so high, and their heels so short if they should not be led, they'd play domestic tricks abroad, and show all. Thou their leader! why do they mean to go to the wars? I think so, for I am sure here were a couple of gentlemen last night that scoured their pieces. I think Fleir thy Ladies are not we rich. How can they? they spend when others get. Dost hear Fleir? wilt prefer me to their service? What! shall we embrace? shall we have rednosed Corporals here: what you rogue? will you turn Sumner? away you wale-nosed rogue away, go, snuffle, snuffle in the Ocean, away you slave. Is thy name Fleir? thou'rt a flattering, fleering, cogging knave. His man's red hose, were the colour of his nose, and his breech was made of blue, And he in shape, but a Frenchman's Ape, And so sweet sir adieu. " Holla, holla ye pampered jades of Asia, And can you draw but twenty miles a day? Give me a bow, I'll hit the Sun. Why t's impossible. No more canst thou hit true felicity. O I am in an excellent humour, now I could laugh, dance, leap, or do any light tricks that belongs to a light wench. But look who's here? O signeur Fleir, how dost, how dost man? we may be merry before thee, thou'lt be secret, wilt not? As your Midwife, or Barber Surgeon Madam; How lik'st the City Fleir, ha, how lik'st it? Faith well Madam, were not your Citizens, such heavy head fellows: That's a sign they are no drunkards. Indeed Madam, drink lightens the head, the heart, the heels, the pot, the purse; but it makes heavy chamberpots, full bowels, and foul rooms enough. How dost like the Gentlemen of this Country?
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Hang her, hang her, shees a very crickee, shee hath written for me three or foure times, but ile see her damn'd ere ile come to her, woot take anie Tobacco Fleire? No, not I; ile not make my nose a red Herring, ile not hang him ith' smoke. Thou art a good Courtier Fleire, tha'st got a sute alreadie. Nay, I haue two or three Offices too. Prithe what are they? Why I am Yeaman ath' Iurden, Gentleman ath' smock and Squire of entertaynment: for when your Gallants approch, I take their in combe, for if I stay till their out come, the deuill a bit of any siluer sir can I get: for your new made Gallants lay all on the backe and spend all ath belly. How doe thy two Ladies liue Fleire? Like two musk-cast in a Coope. Why? I heere say they liue gallantly. Pheu, they? why they keepe a little court. And what art thou? a Sumner? A Sumner, why? Because thou art one of the; harke in thine eare. Well said Caulfe, hast bin a sucking all this while for that iest? no, I haue an honorable place, I am one of their leaders, for their shooes are so hie, and their heeles so short if they should not beled, thei'd play domesticke trickes abroad, and show all. Thou their leader! why doe they meane to goe to the warres? I thinke so, for I am sure here were a couple of gentlemen last night that scowr'd their peeces. I thinke Fleir thy Ladies are not wee rich. How can they? they spend when others get. Dost heare Fleir? woot prefer me to their seruice? What! shall wee embrace? shall we haue red-nos'd Corporals here: what you rogue? will you turne Sumner? away you whale-nosd rogue away, goe, snufle, snufle in the Ocean, away you slaue. Is thy name Fleir? tha'rt a flattering, fleering, cogging knaue. His mansred hose, were the colour of his nose, and his breech was made of blue, And he in shape, but a French-mans Ape, And so sweete sir adieu. " Holla, holla ye pampred Iades of Asia, " And can you draw but twentie miles a day? Giue me a bowe, Ile hit the Sunne. Why ti's impossible. No more canst thou hit true felicitie. O I am in an excellent humor, now I could laugh, daunce, leape, or doe anie light tricks that belongs to a light wench. But looke who's here? O signeur Fleir, how dost, how dost man? we may bee merrie before thee, thoul't be secret, wo't not? As your Midwife, or Barber Surgeon Madam; How lik'st the Citie Fleir, ha, how lik'st it? Faith wel Madam, were not your Citizens, such heauie head fellowes: Thats a signe they are no drunkards. Indeede Madam, drinke lightens the head, the heart, the heeles, the pot, the purse; but it makes heauie chamberpots, full bowels, and foule roomes enough. Howe dost like the Gentlemen of this Countrey?