Beaumont, Francis · published 1613 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.87 · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
No Michael, let thy father go snick-up, he shall never come between a pair of sheets with me again, while he lives, let him stay at home & sing for his supper boy, come child sit down, and I'll show my boy fine knacks indeed, look here Michael, here's a Ring, and here's Brooch, & here's a Bracelet, and here's two Rings more, and here's money and gold byth' eye my boy. Shall I have all this mother? I Michael thou shalt have all Michael. How lik'st thou this wench? I cannot tell, I would have Raph, George; I'll see no more else indeed-la, & I pray you let the youths understand so much by word of mouth, for I tell you truly, I'm afraid o' my boy, come, come George, let's be merry and wise, the child's a fatherless child, and say they should put him into a straight pair of Gaskins, 'twere worse than knotgrass, he would never grow after it. Here's Raph, here's Raph. How do you Raph? you are welcome Raph, as I may say, it's a good boy, hold up thy head, and be not afraid, we are thy friends Raph, the Gentlemen will praise thee Raph, if thou playst thy part with audacity, begin Raph a God's name. My trusty Squire unlace my Helm, give me my hat, where are we, or what Desert may this be? Mirror of Knighthood, this is, as I take it, the perilous Waltham down, In whose bottom stands the enchanted Valley. O Michael, we are betrayed, we are betrayed here be Giants, fly boy, fly boy, fly. Lace on my helm again: what noise is this? A gentle Lady flying? the embrace Of some uncourteous knight, I will relieve her. Go squire, and say, the Knight that wears this pestle, In honour of all Ladies, swears revenge Upon that recreant coward that pursues her. Go comfort her, and that same gentle squire That bears her company. I go brave Knight. My trusty Dwarf and friend, reach me my shield, And hold it while I swear: First by my knighthood, Then by the soul of Amadis de Gaul, My famous Ancestor, then by my sword, The beauteous Brionella girt about me, By this bright burning pestle of mine honour, The living Trophy, and by all respect Due to distressed Damsels, here I vow Never to end the quest of this fair Lady, And that forsaken squire, till by my valour I gain their liberty. Heaven bless the Knight That thus relieves poor errant Gentlewomen. I marry Rafe, this has some savour in't, I would see the proudest of them all offer to carry his books after him. But George, I will not have him go away so soon, I shall be sick if he go away, that I shall; Call Rafe again George, call Rafe again, I prithee sweet heart let him come fight before me, and let's ha' some drums, and some trumpets, and let him kill all that comes near him, and thou lov'st me George.
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No Michael, let thy father go snicke-vp, he shall neuer come between a paire of sheets with me againe, while he liues, let him stay at home & sing for his supper boy, come child sit downe, and I'le shew my boy fine knacks indeed, look here Michael, here's a Ring, and here's Bruch, & here's a Bracelet, and here's two Rings more, and here's mony and gold bi'th eie my boy. Shall I haue all this mother? I Michael thou shalt haue all Michael. How lik'st thou this wench? I cannot tell, I would haue Raph, George; I'le see no more elseindeed-law, & I pray you let the youths vnderstand so much by word of mouth, for I tell you truely, I'me afraid a my boy, come, come George, let's be merry and wise, the child's a father-lesse child, and say they should put him into a streight paire of Gaskins, 'twere worse then knot-grasse, he would neuer grow after it. Here's Raph, here's Raph. How do you Raph? you are welcome Raph, as I may say, it's a good boy, hold vp thy head, and be not afraid, we are thy friends Raph, the Gentlemen will praise thee Raph, if thou plaist thy part with audacity, begin Raph a Gods name. My trusty Squire vnlace my Helme, giue mee my hat, where are we, or what Desart may this be? Mirrour of Knight-hood, this is, as I take it, the perrilous Waltham downe, In whose bottome stands the inchanted Valley. O Michael, we are betrai'd, we are betraid here be Gyants, flie boy, flie boy, flie. Lace on my helme againe: what noise is this? A gentle Ladie flying? the imbrace Of some vncurteous knight, I will releiue her. Go squire, and say, the Knight that weares this pestle, In honour of all Ladies, sweares reuenge Vpon that recreant coward that pursues her. Go comfort her, and that same gentle squire That beares her companie. I go braue Knight. My trustie Dwarfe and friend, reach me my shield, And hold it while I sweare: First by my knight-hood, Then by the soule of Amadis de Gaule, My famous Ancestor, then by my sword, The beauteous Brionella girt about me, By this bright burning pestle of mine honour, The liuing Trophie, and by all respect Due to distressed Damsels, here I vow Neuer to end the quest of this faire Lady, And that forsaken squire, till by my valour I gaine their liberty. Heauen blesse the Knight That thus relieues poore errant Gentlewomen. I marrie Rafe, this has some sauour in't, I would see the proudest of them all offer to carrie his bookes after him. But George, I will not haue him go away so soone, I shall bee sicke if he go away, that I shall; Call Rafe againe George, call Rafe againe, I pre'thee sweet heart let him come fight before me, and let's ha some drums, and some trumpets, and let him kill all that comes neere him, and thou lou'st me George.