Anonymous · published 1609 · first performed or written 1607 [1599-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 492 words
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And my good Lord, you're happily met. Hearty welcome: young Tully welcome to, ye come well to ease my charge, these Ladies find fault with their Guardian, I go too softly for them: old blood is stiff, & young Ladies will not bear with age: I resign, I resign to you that follow. If they admit us for their Guardian, we'll dare dangers ere we part from them. Why well said my Lords, Soldiers will not fly indeed, I have seen the day I could have cracked a tree of yew, made my bowstring, whisper in mine care if they twang: tossed my pike lustily: 'tis since the siege of Parthia, byth' mass a great while, I was lusty then, at the service was done there, yet I love the discourse: come my Lord, I choose your company, leave Tully to the Ladies, he can tell them tales of Venus and Adonis, and that best pleaseth them. Now I must here of raps and blows, and Bills and Guns, and swords and bucklers: I loved it once, come, our Cooks are backward, discourse will beget stomachs, you're like to tarry long for lean Cates. Now gentle Tully, advocate my suit, Her fore-amazing person makes me mute. I'll bear these Lady's company, If they shall deem acceptance. With interest of thanks to Cicero, Faith I like not this odds of female, an equality were better: yet of both 'ttwere fitter the woman should undergo the odds, I had rather a said three men to one woman, than two women to one man: here's Tully addressed to Terentia, Terentia drawing near to Tully: her's small comfot left for Flaevia, well gentles, i'll leave ye to the Goddess: so ho my Lords, take me with ye. Nay, stay good Flavia, You'll not lose the sight of Lentulus. Nor you of Tully, come if you tell, i'll blab. But sweet Lady, Tully is not here. But Cicero is, his near friend, that's as good. He was Lady, till he changed his habit, by putting on the office of an unskilful Servingman, intending to guard Terentia to her father's house. Then Flavia must guard herself: well, use good words, and good action, and stalk well before your Lady, she's kindey faith, and a litele thing will please her. Will it please Flavia to partake? Oh fie, 'ttwere an injury, I could brook myself therefore, i'll leave ye, but be brief, stand not on points, cut them all first, & if ye fall to kissing, kiss not to long for fear ye kiss the post. Go to, you'll still be a wag Flavia. But what says Tully to Terentia? Lady I must maintain my former argument, Tullie's not here, but here is Tully's friend, For ere I speak, I must entreat, you will Transform poor Tully into Lentulus. I have no power of Metamorphosing, If Tully be not here, you must conceal, I cannot make of Tully Lentulus.
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And my good Lord, y'are happily met. Heartily welcome: young Tullie welcome to, yee come wel to eaſe my charge, theſe Ladies finde fault with their Guardian, I goe too ſoftly for them: old blood is ſtiffe, & young Ladies wil not beare with age: I reſigne, I reſigne to you that followe. If they admit vs for their Guardian, Weele dare dangers ere we part from them. Why well ſaide my Lords, Soldiers will not flye indeede, I haue ſeene the day I could haue crackt a tree of yew, made my bowſtring, whiſper in mine care if they twang: toſt my pike luſtilye: tis ſince the ſiedge of Parthia, bith' mas a great while, I was luſtie then, at the ſeruice was done there, yet I loue the diſcourſe: come my Lord, I chuſe your companye, leaue Tulley to the Ladies, he can tell them tales of Venus and Adonis, and that beſt pleaſeth them. Now I muſt heere of raps and blowes, and Bils and Guns, and ſwords and bucklers: I loued it once, come, our Cookes are backeward, diſcourſe will begette ſtomacks, y'are like to tarrie long for leane Cates. Now gentle Tulley, aduocate my ſuite, Her fore-amazing perſon makes me mute. Ile beare theſe Ladies company, If they ſhall deeme acceptance. With intereſt of thankes to Cicero, Faith I like not this ods of female, an equallitie were better: yet of both twere fitter the woman ſhould vndergoe the oddes, I had rather a ſaid three men to one woman, then two women to one man: heeres Tulley addreſt to Terentia, Terentia drawing neere to Tully: her's ſmal comfot left for Flaeuia, wel gentles, ile leaue ye to the Goddeſſe: ſo ho my Lords, take me with ye. Nay, ſtay good Flauia, Youle not looſe the ſight of Lentulus. Nor you of Tulley, come if you tel, ile blab. But ſweete Lady, Tully is not heere. But Cicero is, his nere friend, that's as good. He was Lady, till hee changed his habit, by putting on the office of an vnskilfull Seruingman, intending to garde Terentia to her fathers houſe. Then Flauia muſt gard her ſelfe: wel, vſe good words, and good action, and ſtalke well before your Ladie, ſhee's kindey faith, and a litele thing will pleaſe her. Will it pleaſe Flauia to partake? Oh fye, twere an iniurie, I could brook my ſelf therfore, ile leaue ye, but be breefe, ſtand not on pointes, cut them all firſt, & if ye fall to kiſſing, kiſſe not to long for feare ye kiſſe the poſt. Goe to, youle ſtill be a wagge Flauia. But what ſaies Tulley to Terentia? Lady I muſt maintaine my former argument, Tullie's not heere, but heere is Tullies friend, For ere I ſpeake, I muſt intreate, you wil Transforme poore Tulley into Lentulus. I haue no power of Metamorphoſing, If Tulley be not heere, you muſt conceale, I cannot make of Tulley Lentulus.