Middleton, Thomas · published 1608 · first performed or written 1606 [1604-1607] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe typicality 0.72 · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T9: play, stage, poet, prologue, author, wit, plays, muse, scene, players.
My Lord Owemuch, he was in Ireland lately. O you near knew any of the name but were great travelers, How is the Comedy called, Sir Bounteous? Mary sir, the Slip. The Slip? ay, and here the prologue begins to slip in upon's. 'tis so indeed Sir Boun. We sing of wandering knights, what them betide, Who nor in one place, nor one thing abide, They're here now, & anon no scouts can reach 'em Being every man well horsed like a bold Beacham, The Play which we present, no fault shall mere But one, you'll say 'tis short, we'll say 'tis sweet: 'tis given much to dumb shows, which some praise, And like the Term, delights much in delays. So to conclude, and give the name her due, The play being called the Slip, I vanish too. Excellently well acted and a nimble conceit. The Prologues pretty i'faith. And went off well. I that's the grace of all, when they go away well, ah- A my troth and I were not married, I could find in my heart to fall in love with that Player now, and send for him to a supper; I know some i'th' town that have done as much, and there took such a good conceit of their parts intoth' twopenny room, that the Actors have been found i'th' morning in a less compass than their Stage, though 'twere near so full of gentlemen. But, passion of me, where be these knaves, will they not come away, methinks they stay very long. Oh you must bear a little sir, they have many shifts to run into. Shifts call you 'em, they're horrible long things. A pox of such fortune the plots betrayed: All will come out, yonder they come taken upon suspicion, and brought back by a Constable, I was accursed to hold society with such Coxcombs, what's to be done? I shall be shamed for ever, my wife here and all, ah pox— by light happily thought upon, the chain Invention stick to me this once, and fail me ever hereafter: so, so,— Life I say, where be these Players, oh are you come, troth its time, I was e'en sending for you. How moodily he walks, what plays he trow? A, justice upon my credit, I know by the chain there. Unfortunate justice. Ah— a— a— In thy kin unfortunate. Here comes thy Nephew now upon suspicion, Brought by a Constable before thee, his wild associates with him, But so disguised, none knows him but myself, Twice have I set him free from officers fangs, And for his sake, his fellows: let him look too't: My conscience will permit but one wink more. Ye shall we take justice winking. For this time I have be thought a means to work thy freedom, though hazarding myself; should the Law cease him, Being kin to me, 'twould blemish much my name, No; I'd rather lean to danger, than to shame. A very explete justice. Thank you good neighbours, let me alone with 'em now. 'sfoot whose yonder?
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My Lord Ow-much, he was in Ireland lately. O you nere knew any of the name but were great trauellers, How is the Comedy cald, Sir Bounteous? Mary ſir, the Slip. The Slip? I, and here the prologue begins to ſlip in vpon's. Tis ſo indeed Sir Boun. We ſing of wanding knights, what them betyde, Who nor in one place, nor one thing abide, They're here now, & anon no ſcouts can reach em Being euery man well horſt like a bold Beacham, The Play which we preſent, no fault ſhall meere But one, youle ſay tis ſhort, weele ſay tis ſweete: Tis giuen much to dumb ſhowes, which ſome prayſe, And like the Terme, delights much in delayes. So to conclude, and giue the name her due, The play being calld the Slip, I vaniſh too. Excellently well acted and a nimble conceyt. The Prologues prety yfaith. And went off well. I thats the grace of all, when they go away well, ah- A my troth and I were not married, I could finde in my heart to fall in loue with that Player now, and ſend for him to a ſupper; I know ſome i'th towne that haue done as much, and there tooke ſuch a good conceypt of their parts into'th two-penny roome, that the Actors haue bin found ith morning in a leſſe compaſſe then their Stage, tho twere nere ſo full of gentlemen. But, paſſion of me, where be theſe knaues, wil they not come away, me thinkes they ſtay very long. Oh you muſt beare a little ſir, they haue many ſhifts to run into. Shifts call you em, they're horrible long things. A pox of ſuch fortune the plots betrayd: All will come out, yonder they come taken vpon ſuſpition, and brought back by a Conſtable, I was accurſt to hold ſociety with ſuch Cockſcombs, whats to be done? I ſhall be ſhamde for euer, my wife here and al, ah pox—by light happily thought vpon, the chayne▪ Inuention ſticke to me this once, and faile me euer hereafter: ſo, ſo,— Life I ſay, where be theſe Players, oh are you come, troth its time, I was een ſending for you. How moodily he walkes, what playes he tro? A, Iuſtice vpon my credit, I know by the chayn there. Vnfortunate Iuſtice. Ah—a—a— In thy kin vnfortunate. Here comes thy Nephew now vpon ſuſpition, Brought by a Conſtable before thee, his vilde aſſociates with him, But ſo diſguizde, none knowes him but my ſelfe, Twice haue I ſet him free from officers ſangs, And for his ſake, his fellowes: let him looke too't: My conſcience will permit but one winke more. Yee ſhall we take Iuſtice winking. For this time I haue be thought a meanes to worke thy freedome, tho hazarding my ſelfe; ſhould the Law ceaze him, Being kin to me, twould blenuſh much my name, No; I'de rather leane to danger, then to ſhame. A very expleate Iuſtice. Thank you good neighbors, let me alone with em now. Sfoote whoſe yonder?