Beaumont, Francis · published 1613 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
George, dost think Raph will confound the Giant? I hold my cap to a farthing he does: why Nell I saw him wrestle with the great Dutch-man and hurl him. Faith and that Dutchman was a goodly man, if all things were answerable to his bigness, and yet they say there was a Scotchman higher than he, and that they two and a Knight met, and saw one another for nothing, but of all the sights that ever were in London, since I was married, methinks the little child that was so fair grown about the members was the prettiest, that, and the hermaphrodite. Nay by your leave Nell, Ninivy was better. Niniveh, O that was the story of Joan and the Wall, was it not George? Yes lamb. Look George, here comes Mistress Merrithought again, and I would have Raph come and fight with the Giant, I tell you true, I long to see't. Good Mistress Merrithought be gone, I pray you for my sake, I pray you forbear a little, you shall have audience presently, I have a little business. Mistress Merrithought if it please you to refrain your passion a little, till Raph have dispatch the Giant out of the way we shall think ourselves much bound to you, I thank you good Mistress Merrithought. Boy, come hither, send away Raph and this whoreson Giant quickly. In good faith sir we cannot, you'll utterly spoil our Play, and make it to be hissed, and it cost money, you will not suffer us to go on with our plot, I pray Gentlemen rule him. Let him come now and dispatch this, and I'll trouble you no more. Will you give me your hand of that? Give him thy hand George, do, and I'll kiss him, I warrant thee the youth means plainly. I'll send him to you presently. I thank you little youth, faith the child hath a sweet breath George, but I think it be troubled with the worms, Carduus Benedictus and mare's milk were the only thing in the world for't, O Raph's here George, God send thee good luck Raph. Puissant Knight yonder his Mansion is, Lo where the spear and Copper Basin are, Behold that string on which hangs many a tooth, Drawn from the gentle jaw of wandering Knights, I dare not stay to sound, he will appear. O faint not heart, Susan my Lady dear, The cobblers Maid in Milk-street, for whose sake, I take these Arms, O let the thought of thee, Carry thy Knight through all adventurous deeds, And in the honour of thy beauteous self, May I destroy this monster Barbaroso, Knock Squire upon the Basin till it break. With the shrill strokes, or till the Giant speak. O George, the Giant, the Giant, now Raph for thy life. What fond unknowing wight is this? that dares So rudely knock at Barbarossa's Cell, Where no man comes but leaves his fleece behind?
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George, dost thinke Raph will confound the Gyant? I hold my cap to a farthing hee does: why Nel I saw him wrastle with the great Dutch-man and hurle him. Faith and that Ducth-man was a goodly man, if all things were answerable to his bignesse, and yet they say there was a Scotsh-man higher then hee, and that they two and a Knight met, and saw one another for nothing, but of all the sights that euer were in London, since I was married, mee thinkes the little child that was so faire growne about the members was the prettiest, that, and the Hermophrodite. Nay by your leaue Nel, Niniuy was better. Niniuie, O that was the story of Ione and the Wall, was it not George? Yes lam. Looke George, heere comes Mistresse Merry-thought againe, and I would haue Raph come and fight with the Giant, I tell you true, I long to see't. Good Mistresse Merry-thought be gone, I pray you for my sake, I pray you forbeare a little, you shall haue audience presently, I haue a little businesse. Mastresse Merry-thought if it please you to refraine your passiō a little, til Raph haue dispatch the Giant out of the way we shalthink our selues much bound to you, I thank you good Mistresse Merry-thought. Boy, come hither, send away Raph and this whore-sonne Giant quickely. In good faith sir we cannot, you'le vtterly spoile our Play, and make it to be hist, and it cost money, you will not suffer vs to go on with our plot, I pray Gentlemen rule him. Let him come now and dispatch this, and I'le trouble you no more. Will you giue me your hand of that? Giue him thy hand George, do, and I'le kisse him, I warrant thee the youth meanes plainely. I'le send him to you presently. I thanke you little youth, feth the child hath a sweete breath George, but I thinke it bee troubled with the wormes, Carduus Benedictus and Mares milke were the onely thing in the world for't, O Raph's here George, God send thee good lucke Raph. Puissant Knight yonder his Mansion is, Lo where the speare and Copper Bason are, Behold that string on which hangs many a tooth, Drawne from the gentle iaw of wandring Knights, I dare not stay to sound, hee will appeare. O faint not heart, Susan my Lady deere, The Coblers Maid in Milke-streete, for whose sake, I take these Armes, O let the thought of thee, Carry thy Knight through all aduenterous deeds, And in the honor of thy beauteous selfe, May I destroy this monster Barbaroso, Knocke Squire vpon the Bason till it breake. With the shrill stroakes, or till the Giant speake. O George, the Giant, the Giant, now Raph for thy life. What fond vnknowing wight is this? that dares So rudely knocke at Barbarossa's Cell, Where no man comes but leaues his fleece behind?