Barry, Lording · published 1611 · first performed or written 1608 [1608-1610(?)] (Annals) comedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Foot, what would you have me do, my land is gone, My credit of less trust than courtier's words To men of judgement, and for my debts I might deserve a Knighthood; what's to be done? The Knight my father will not once vouchsafe To call me son; That little land a gave, Throat the Lawyer swallowed at one gob, For less than half the worth, and for the City There be so many rascals, and tall yeomen Would hang upon me for their maintenance, Should I but peep or step within the gates, That I am forced only to ease my charge, To live here in the suburbs: or in the town To walk in Tenebris, I tell you sir, Your best retired life is an honest Punk In a thatched house with Garlic: tell not me, My Punk's my Punk, and noble Lechery Sticks by a man, when all his friends forsake him. The Pox it will, art thou so senseless grown, So much endeared to thy bestial lust, That thy original worth should lie extinct And buried in thy shame? far be such thoughts From spirits free and noble: begin to live, Know thyself, and whence thou art derived, I know that competent state thy father gave, Cannot be yet consumed. 'Tis gone by Heaven, Not a denier is left. 'Tis impossible. Impossible 'sheart, I have had two suckers, Able to spend the wealthy Croesus' store. What are they? Why a Lawyer and a Whore, See here comes one, dost think this petticoat, A perfumed smock, and twice a week a bathe, Can be maintained with half a years revenues, No by Heaven, we Annual younger brothers, Must go to't by wholesale, by wholesale man These creatures are maintained: her very face Has cost a hundred pound. Sir, thank yourself. They keep this whore betwixt them. You know sir, I did enjoy a quiet country life, Spotless and free, till you corrupted me, And brought me to the Court, I never knew, What sleeking, glazing, or what pressing meant, Till you preferred me to your Aunt the Lady, I knew no Ivory teeth, no caps of heir, No Mercury water, fucas, or perfumes, To help a Lady's breath, until your Aunt, learned me the common trick. The common trick, Say you, a pox upon such common tricks, They will undo us all. And knowing this Art thou so wilful blind, still to persist In ruin and defame. What should I do? I'ave passed my word to keep this Gentlewoman, Till I can place her to her own content, And what is a Gentleman but his word. Why let her go to service. To service, Why so she does, she is my laundress, And by this light, no puny Inn a Court But keeps a Laundress at his command To do him service, and shall not I, ha!
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Foot, what would you haue me do, my land is gon, My credit of lesse trust then Courtiers words To men of iudgment, and for my debts I might deserue a Knight-hood; what's to be done? The Knight my father will not once vouchsafe To call me sonne; That little land a gaue, Throte the Lawyer swallowed at one gob, For lesse then halfe the worth, and for the Citty There be so many rascals, and tall yeomen Would hang vpon me for their maintenance, Should I but peepe or step within the gates, That I am forst onely to ease my charge, To liue here in the suburbes: or in the towne To walke in Tenebris, I tell you sir, Your best retierd life is an honest Punke In a thatcht house with Garlike: tell not mee, My Punk's my Punke, and noble Letchery Sticks by a man, when all his friends forsake him. The Poxe it will, art thou so sencelesse growne, So much indeared to thy bestiall lust, That thy originall worth should lye extinct And buried in thy shame? farre be such thoughts From spirits free and noble: begin to liue, Know thy selfe, and whence thou art deriu'd, I know that competent state thy father gaue, Cannot be yet consum'd. 'Tis gon by Heauen, Not a denier is left. 'Tis impossible. Impossible zart▪ I haue had two suckers, Able to spend the wealthy Craesus store. What are they? Why a Lawyer and a Whore, See heere comes one, doost thinke this petti-coate, A perfum'd smock, and twice a weeke a bathe, Can be maintain'd with halfe a yeares reuenews, No by Heauen, wee Annuall yonger brothers, Must go to't by hole-sale, by hole-sale man These creatures are maintaind: her very face Has cost a hundred pound. Sir, thanke your selfe. They keepe this whore betwixt them. You know sir, I did inioy a quiet country life, Spotlesse and free, till you corrupted mee, And brought me to the Court, I neuer knew, What sleeking, glazing, or what pressing meant, Till you preferd me to your Aunt the Lady, I knew no Iuotie teeth, no caps of heire, No Mercury water, fucas, or perfumes, To helpe a Ladies breath, vntill your Aunt, Learnt me the common trick. The common trick, Say you, a poxe vpon such common tricks, They will vndoe vs all. And knowing this Art thou so wilfull blind, still to persist In ruine and defame. What should I doe? I'aue past my word to keepe this Gentlewoman, Till I can place her to her owne content, And what is a Gentleman but his word. Why let her goe to seruice. To seruice, Why so shee does, she is my Landeresse, And by this light, no punie Inne a Court But keepes a Landresse at his command To doe him seruice, and shall not I, ha!