Anonymous · published 1608 · first performed or written 1602 [1599-1604] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · Globe unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 500 words
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I will Sir. How now? by the mass my hound stays upon something, hark, hark, Bowman, hark, hark there. Brother Frank Ierningham, brother Clare. Peace, that's a woman's voice, stand, who's there, stand or I'll shoot. O Lord, hold your hands, I mean no harm sir. Speak, who are you? I am a maid sir, who? M. Brian? The very same, sure I should know her voice, Mistress Milliscent. ay, it is I sir. God for his passion, what make you here alone, I looked for you at my lodge an hour ago, what means your company to leave you thus? who brought you hither? My brother Sir, and M. Ierningham, who hearing folks about us in the Chase, feared it had been sir Arthur and my father, who had pursued us, thus dispersed ourselves till they were passed us. But where be they? They be not far off, here about the grove. Be not afraid man, I heard Brian's tongue, that's certain. Call softly for your sister. Milliscent. I brother, here. M. Clare. I told you it was Brian. who's that? M. Ierningham, you are a couple of Hotshots, does a man commit his wench to you, to put her to grass at this time of night? We heard a noise about her in the chase, And fearing that our fathers had pursued us, severed ourselves. Brian how hapd'st thou on her? Seeking for stealers are abroad tonight, My hound stayed on her, and so found her out. They were these stealers that affrighted us, I was hard upon them, when they horsed their deer, And I perceive they took me for a keeper. Which way took they? Towards Enfield. A plague upon't, that's that damned Priest, & Blague of the George, he that serves the good Duke of Norfolk. Peace, that's my father's voice. 'zounds you suspected them, and now they are here indeed. Alas, what shall we do? If you go to the lodge you are surely taken, Strike down the wood to Enfield presently, And if Mounchensey come, I'll send him t'ye: Let me alone to bustle with your father, I warrant you that I will keep them play, Till you have quit the chase: away, away. who's there? In the king's name pursue the Ravisher. Stand or I'll shoot. who's there? I am the keeper that do charge you stand, You haue stollen my D We stolen thy deer? we do pursue a thief. You are arrant thieves, and ye have stolen my deer. We are Knights, sir Arthur Clare and sir Raph Ierningham. The more your shame that Knights should be such thieves. Who? or what art thou? My name is Brian, keeper of this walk. O Brian a villain, Thou hast received my daughter to thy lodge. You have stolen the best deer in my walk tonight, my deer. My daughter, Stop not my way. What make you in my walk? you have stolen the best Buck in my walk tonight. My daughter.
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I will Sir. How now? by the masse my hound stayes vpon something, harke, harke, Bowman, harke, harke there. Brother Franke Ierningham, brother Clare. Peace, thats a womans voyce, stand, who's there, stand or Ile shoote. O Lord, hold your hands, I meane no harme sir. Speake, who are you? I am a maid sir, who? M. Brian? The very same, sure I should know her voyce, Mistris Milliscent. I, it is I sir. God for his passion, what make you here alone, I lookd for you at my lodge an hower agoe, what meanes your company to leaue you thus? who brought you hither? My brother Sir, and M. Ierningham, who hearing folks about vs in the Chase, feard it had bin sir Arthur and my father, who had pursude vs, thus dispearsed our selues till they were past vs. But where be they? They be not farre off, here about the groue. Be not afraid man, I heard Bes tongue, thats certain. Call softly for your sister Milliscent. I brother, heere. M. Clare. I told you it was Brian. Whoes that? M. Ierningham, you are a couple of hotshots, does a man commit his wench to you, to put her to grasse at this time of night? We heard a noyse about her in the chase, And fearing that our fathers had pursude vs, seuerd ourselues. Brian how hapd'st thou on her? Seeking for stealers are abroad to night, My hound staied on her, and so found her out. They were these stealers that affrighted vs, I was hard vpon them, when they horst their Deere, And I perceiue they tooke me for a keeper. Which way tooke they? Towards Enfeild. A plague vpon't, thats that damned Priest, & Blague of the George, he that serues the good Duke of Norfolke. Peace, thats my fathers voyce. Zownds you suspected them, and now they are heere indeed. Alas, what shall we doe? If you goe to the lodge you are surely taken, Strike downe the wood to Enfeild presently, And if Mounchensey come, Ile send him t'yee: Let mee alone to bussle with your father, I warrant you that I will keepe them play, Till you haue quit the chase: away, away. Whoes there? In the kings name pursue the Rauisher. Stand or Ile shoote. Whoes there? I am the keeper that doe charge you stand, You haue stollen my D We stolne thy Deere? we do pursue a thiefe. You are arrant theeues, and ye haue stolne my Deere. We are Knights, sir Arthur Clare and sir Raph Ierningham. The more your shame that Knights should bee such thieues. Who? or what art thou? My name is Brian, keeper of this walke. O Brian a villain, Thou hast receiued my daughter to thy lodge. You haue stolne the best Deere in my walke to night, my Deere. My daughter, Stop not my way. What make you in my walke? you haue stolne the best Bucke in my walke to night. My daughter.