Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1607] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 508 words
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And they did, he'd turn over a new leaf with 'em; he would make 'em all weary on't i'th' end: much fine rumor have I heard of that L. yet had I never the fortune to set eye upon him; art sure he will alight here Footman? I am afraid thou'rt mistook. Thinks your worship so sir? by your leave sir. Puh; passion of me, Footman, why Pumps I say come back. does your worship call? Come hither I say, I am but afraid on't, would it might happen so well, how dost know? did he name the house with the great turret a'th' top? No saith did he not sir. Come hither I say, did he speak of a cloth a gold chamber? Not one word by my troth sir. Come again you lousy seven mile an hour? I beseech your worship detain me not. Was there no talk of a fair pair of organs, a great guilt candlestick, and a pair of silver snuffers? 'twere sin to bely my Lord, I heard no such words sir. A pox confine thee, come again, puh, Your worship will undo me sir. Was there no speech of a long dining room, a huge kitchen, large meat, and a broad dresser board? I have a greater maw to that indeed, an't please your worship. Whom did he name? Why one Sir Bounteous Progress. Ah, a, a, I am that Sir Bounteous you progressive roundabout Rascal. Laughs, puh— I knew I should have him i'th' end, there's not a Lord will miss me I thank their good honours, 'tis a fortune laid upon me, they can sent out their best entertainment, I have a kind of complemental gift given me above ordinary country Knights, and how soon, 'tis smelled out I warrant ye, there's not one Knight i'th' Shear able to entertain a Lord i'th' cue, or a Lady i'th' nick like me, like me, there's a kind of grace belongs too't, a kind of Art which naturally slips from me, I know not on't I promise you, 'tis gone before I'm aware on't, cuds me I forget myself, where— does your worship call? Run sirrah, call in my chief gentleman i'th' chain of gold, expedite; and how does my good Lord? I never saw him before in my life, a cup of bastard for this footman. My Lord has travailed this five year sir. Travailed this five year? how many children has he? some bastard I say. No bastard an't please your worship. A cup of Sack to strengthen his wit, the footman's a fool; oh, come hither master Gunwater, come hither, send presently to master Pheasant for one of his hens, there's Partridge i'th' house. And Wild-duck an't please your worship. And Woodcock an't please thy worship. And Woodcock an't please your worship, I had thought to have spoke before you. Remember the Pheasant, down with some Plover, clap down six Woodcocks, my love's coming; now sir. An't please your worship there's a Lord and his followers newly alighted.
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And they did, hee'd turne ouer a new leafe with e'm; he would make e'm all weary on't i'th end: much fine rumor haue I heard of that L. yet had I neuer the fortune to ſet eye vpon him; art ſure he will alight here Footman? I am afraid thou'rt miſtooke. Thinkes your worſhip ſo ſir? by your leaue ſir. Puh; paſſion of me, Footman, why Pumps I ſay come backe. Do's your worſhip call? Come hither I ſay, I am but afraid on't, would it might happen ſo well, how do'ſt know? did hee name the houſe with the great turret a'th top? No ſaith did he not ſir. Come hither I ſay, did hee ſpeake of a cloth a gold chamber? Not one word by my troth ſir. Come againe you lowzie ſeuen mile an houre? I beſeech your worſhip detaine me not. Was there no talke of a faire paire of Orgaines, a great guilt candleſticke, and a paire of ſiluer ſnuffers? T'were ſinne to belie my Lord, I heard no ſuch words ſir. A pox confine thee, come againe, puh, Your worſhip wil vndoe me ſir. Was there no ſpeech of a long dining roome, a huge kitchin, large meate, and a broad dreſſer board? I haue a greater maw to that indeed, an't pleaſe your worſhip. Whome did he name? Why one Sir Bounteous Progreſſe. Ah, a, a, I am that Sir Bounteous you progreſſiue round-about Raſcall. Laughs, puh— I knew I ſhould haue him i'th end, ther's not a Lord wil mis mee I thanke their good honours, tis a fortune laide vpon me, they can ſent out their beſt entertainment, I haue a kind of complementall gift giuen mee aboue ordinary country Knights, and how ſoone, tis ſmelt out I warrant yee, ther's not one Knight i'th Sheere able to entertaine a Lord i'th kue, or a Lady i'th nick like me, like me, ther's a kinde of grace belongs too't, a kind of Art which naturally ſlips from me, I know not on't I promiſe you, tis gon before Im'e aware on't, cuds mee I forget my ſelfe, where— Do's your worſhip call? Run ſirrah, cal in my chief gentleman i'th chaine of gold, expedite; and how do's my good Lord? I neuer ſaw him before in my life, a cup of baſtard for this footman. My Lord has trauaild this fiue yeare ſir. Trauaild this fiue yeare? how many children has he? ſome baſtard I ſay. No baſtard an't pleaſe your worſhip. A cup of Sack to ſtrengthen his wit, the footmans a foole; oh, come hither maſter Gunwater, come hither, ſend preſently to maſter Pheſant for one of his hens, ther's Partrige i'th houſe. And Wild-duck an't pleaſe your worſhip. And Woodcock an't pleaſe thy worſhip. And Woodcock an't pleaſe your worſhip, I had thought to haue ſpoke before you. Remember the Pheſant, downe with ſome Plouer, clap downe ſixe Woodcocks, my loue's coming; now ſir. Ant pleaſe your worſhip ther's a Lord and his followers newly alighted.