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 · 501 words
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I will tell her that I love her most for the whiteness of her skin. But you may not say the sweetness of her breath, for that stinks. I will praise the smallness of her fingers. But I assure you, you may better praise the length of her nails. I am afraid that being old she has a dry hand. That's certain, but she has a very moist nose, you may praise her for that: but my Gallants why are ye such strangers at our little Court? Because thy Ladies live like the Beadles of Bridewell. How's that sir? By the sins of the people. They say the Lord Piso, hath been a good Client to thy elder Lady of late. The more fool he? why your good Client is but like your study gown, sits in the cold himself, to keep the Lawyer warm. And what fees hast thou out of their trade? Faith my fees are like a puny Clerks, a penny a sheet. How a penny a sheet? Why, if any lie with them a whole night, I make the bed i'th' morning, and for that I have two pence, and that's a penny a sheet. What Gallants use to come to your house? All sorts, all nations, and all trades: there is first Master Gallant your Britain, Master Metheglins your Welshman, monsieur Mushroome the Frenchman: signor Fumada the Spaniard, Master Oscabath the Irishman: and Master Shamrough his Lackey, O and Master Slopdragon the Dutchman. Then for your Tradesmen, there comes first Master Saluberrimum the Physician, Master Smooth the Silkman, Master Thimble the tailor, Master Blade the Cutler, and Master Rowell the Spurrier: but Master Match the Gunner of Tower-hill comes often; he has taught my Ladies to make fireworks, they can deal in Chambers already, as well as all the Gunners that make am fly off with a train at Lambeth, when the Maior and Aldermen land at Westminster: but come signor, you have Tobacco, and i'll give you a Cup of Mulledsack and we'll e'en go drink a health to our Mistresses. Health to our best esteemed friends, Master Spark and Master Ruffell. Our, good wishes ever wait upon our best beloved friends Master Ruffell, and Master Spark. we both are much indebted to your Ladyships. Look ye signor, that's she: whose love means to assault your brains, since you have blown up your own sconce with Tobacco. As I am truly generous, she's modest. Fair Mistress, you are so wise, that neither time nor age could ever cozen you of beauty, and I swear even by the Alps high heaven-touching tops, the travelers narrow passage, and by the towering head of high mount Chiego, the seaman's southward mark: by these the witnesses unto my travel, I do vow that you are passing fair. If I be not fair sir, I must be foul. A Foul Lady? what bird might that be? A foul Lady? you're a saucy jack to call me so, that you are.
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I will tell her that I loue her most for the whitenes of her skin. But you may not say the sweetnes of her breath, for that stinks. I will praise the smalnes of her fingars. But I assure you, you may better praise the length of her nailes. I am affraide that being olde shee has a drye hand. Thats certaine, but she has a very moiste nose, you may praise her for that: but my Gallants why are ye such strangers at our little Court? Because thy Ladies liue like the Beadles of Bridewell. How's that sir? By the sinnes of the people. They say the Lord Piso, hath bin a good Clyent to thy elder Ladie of late. The more foole hee? why your good Client is but like your studdie gowne, sits in the colde himselfe, to keep the Lawyer warme. And what fees hast thou out of their trade? Faith my fee's are like a puny Clarkes, a penny a sheete. How a peny a sheete? Why, if any lie with them a whole night, I make the bed ith' morning, and for that I haue two pence, and that's a peny a sheete. What Gallants vse to come to your house? All sortes, all nations, and all trades: there is first Maister Gallant your Britaine, Maister Metheglins your Welchman, Mounsieur Mustroome the Frenchman: Signior Fumada the Spaniard, Maister Oscabath the Irishman: and Maister Shamrough his Lackey, O and Maister Slopdragon the Dutchman. Then for your Trades-men, there comes first Maister Saluberrimum the Phisitian, Maister Smooth the Silk-man, Maister Thimble the Taylor, Maister Blade the Cutler, and Maister Rowell the Spurrier: but Maister Match the Gunner of Tower-hill comes often; he has taught my Ladies to make fire-workes, they canne deale in Chambers alreadie, as well as all the Gunners that make am flye off with a traine at Lambeth, whē the Maior and Aldermen land at Westminster: but come Signior, you haue Tobacco, and ile giue you a Cup of Muld-sacke and weele ene goe drinke a health to our Mistresses. Health to our best esteemed friends, Maister Spark and Maister Ruffell. Our, good wishes euer waite vpon our best belooued friendes Maister Ruffell, and Maister Sparke. Wee both are much indebted to your Ladiships. Looke yee signior, thats she: whose loue meanes to assault your braines, since you haue blowne vp your owne sconce with Tobacco. As I am truely generous, shee's modest. Faire Mistris, you are so wise, that neither time nor age could euer cousen you of beautie, and I sweare euen by the Alpes high heauen-touching tops, the trauelers narrowe passage, and by the towring head of high mount Chiego, the Sea-mās southward marke: by these the witnesses vnto my trauell, I doe vow that you are passing fayre. If I be not faire sir, I must be foule. A Foule Lady? what bird might that be? A foule Ladie? y'are a sawcy Iacke to call mee so, that you are.