Anonymous · published 1609 · first performed or written 1607 [1599-1608] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Nay, I pray you be malcontented, I have no great hurt: but in revenge he's a rascal for using me so, he may thank God, discretion governed me, 'tis well known I have always been a man of peace, i'll not strike ye the least mouse in anger, nor hurt the poorest Coney that goes in the street, for I know of fight comes quarreling, of quarreling comes brawling, and of brawling grows hard words, and as the learned puerelis writes, 'tis good sleeping in a whole skin. Sir, your discretion shall govern me at this time, your name I pray ye sir? My name is signor Scillicet. Even so sir? nay sir, I do not forget your Argument. Save ye sir, saw you not a Gentleman come this way even now, somewhat hurt in the one of his Legs? He went by even now sir, is he a friend of yours? A dear friend, and a proper Gentleman sir. By the horizon he's a proper man indeed, he gave me the time of the day, as he went by: I have a gallon of wine for him at any time, If ye see any thing in me worth commendations, I pray ye commend me to him. I will sir, 'ttwere best you gave me good words, but i'll try ye farther yet, far ye well sir. I pray you remember me to him, you see my anger is over already. Sir, I did not note ye, what fellow was that? Sir, he's a friend of his, that struck me even now. Would ye not strike him? let's follow. Indeed ye shall not, I hate it. I will not be barren of my armory, in my future perambulation for the lower element. You are to patiented in wrongs sir, Zounds I know not how to pick a quarrel. Sir, the grievous youth is inwardly possessed with a supple spirit, he can brook impugnying, but 'tis adverse to my spirit if I were armed. Save ye gallants, saw ye not a fellow come halting this way of late? Hath he done any hurt, or is he a friend of yours? he's a Rascal, and i'll maintain him so. he's a very Rascal indeed, and he used me like a knave: if ere I meet him I shall hardly put it up, I have it in black and blue to show here. Say I breathe defiance to his front. Challenge him the field. Dost think he'll answer me? i'll challenge him at the pich-forke, or the Flail, or i'll wrestle a fall with him for a bloody nose, any weapon I have been brought up in, I'll— What will ye? here he is, you minime that will be friend with friends, and foe with foes, and you that will defy Hercules, and outbrave Mars, and fears not the Devil, pass bladder, i'll make ye swell. By Gods-lid if I had known it had been you, I would not have said so to your face. Away with your Champion, go.
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Nay, I pray you be malcōtented, I haue no great hurt: but in reuenge hee's a raſcall for vſing mee ſo, hee may thank God, diſcretion gouerned me, tis wel known I haue alwaies bene a man of peace, ile not ſtrike yee the leaſt mouſe in anger, nor hurt the pooreſt Conney that goes in the ſtreet, for I know of fighting comes quarrelling, of quarrelling comes brawling, and of brawling growes hard words, and as the learned puerelis writes, tis good ſleeping in a whole skin. Sir, your diſcretion ſhall gouerne me at this time, your name I pray ye ſir? My name is ſignior Scillicet. Euen ſo ſir? nay ſir, I doe not forget your Argument. Saue ye ſir, ſaw you not a Gentleman come this way euen now, ſomewhat hurt in the one of his Legges? He went by euen now ſir, is he a friend of yours? A deare friend, and a propper Gentleman ſir. By the horiſon hee's a propper man indeede, he gaue me the time of the day, as hee went by: I haue a gallon of wine for him at any time, If ye ſee any thing in me worth commendations, I pray ye commend me to him. I will ſir, twere beſt you gaue me good words, but ile trie ye farther yet, fare ye well ſir. I pray you remember me to him, you ſee my anger is ouer already. Sir, I did not note ye, what fellow was that? Sir, hee's a friend of his, that ſtrooke mee euen now. Would ye not ſtrike him? lets followe. Indeede ye ſhall not, I hate it. I will not be barren of my armorie, in my future perambulation for the lower element. You are to patient in wrongs ſir, Zoundes I know not how to picke a quarrell. Sir, the grieuous youth is inwardlye poſſeſt with a ſupple ſpirit, hee can brooke impugnying, but tis aduerſe to my ſpirit if I were armed. Saue ye gallants, ſawe ye not a fellowe come halting this way of late? Hath he done any hurt, or is hee a friend of yours? Hee's a Raſcall, and ile maintaine him ſo. Hee's a verie Raſcall indeede, and hee vſed mee like a knaue: if ere I meete him I ſhall hardly put it vp, I haue it in blacke and blew to ſhew heere. Say I breath defyance to his front. Challenge him the field. Dooſt thinke heele anſwere me? ile challenge him at the pich-forke, or the Flaile, or ile wraſtle a fall with him for a bloody noſe, anye weapon I haue bene brought vp in, ile— What will ye? heere he is, you minime that will be friend with friends, and foe with foes, and you that will defie Hercules, and out-braue Mars, and feares not the Deuill, paſſe bladder, ile make ye ſwell. By Gods-lid if I had knowne it had bene you, I would not haue ſaide ſo to your face. Away with your Champion, goe.