Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 490 words
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Yes, more than thou dar'st be, a Soldier. Thou dost not come to quarrel? No, not with women; I come to speak here with a Gentlewoman. Why I am one. But not with one so gentle. This is a fine fellow. Sir I am not fine yet, I am but new come over, direct me with your ticket to your tailor, and then I shall be fine Sir. Lady, if there be a better of your sex within this house, say I would see her. Why am not I good enough for you Sir? Your way you'll be too good, 'pray end my business. This is another Suitor: O frail woman. This fellow with his bluntness hopes to do more than the long suits of a thousand could: though he be sour he's quick I must not trust him. Sir, this Lady is not to speak with you, she is more serious: you smell as if you were new ralkt; go and be handsome, and than you may sit with her servingmen. What are you Sir? Guess by my outside. Then I take you Sir for some new silken thing weaned from the country, that shall (when you come to keep good company) be beaten into better manners. Pray good proud Gentlewoman help me to your Mistress. How many lives hast thou, that thou talk'st thus rudely? But one, I am neither cat nor woman. And will that one life Sir maintain you ever in such bold sauciness? Yes amongst a nation of such men as you are, and be no worse for wearing Shall I speak with this Lady? No by my troth shall not you. I must stay here then. That you shall not neither. Good fine thing tell me why. Good angry thing I'll tell you: This is no place for such companions, Such lousy Gentlemen shall find their business Better i'th' the Suburbs; there your strong pitch presume, Mingled with lees of Ale, shall reek in fashion: This is no Thames street Sir. This Gentleman informs you truly: Prithee be satisfied, and seek the Suburbs, Good Captain, or whatever title else, The warlike Eelboats have bestowed upon thee, Go and reform thyself: prithee be sweeter, And know my Lady speaks with no such swabbers. You cannot talk me out with your tradition Of wit you pick from plays, go too, I have found ye: And for you, tender Sir, whose gentle blood Runs in your nose, and makes you snuff at all But three piled people, I do let you know, He that be got your worship's satin suit, Can make no men Sir: I will see this Lady, And with the reverence of your silkenship, In these old Ornaments. You will not sure. Sure Sir I shall. You would be beaten out. Indeed I would not, or if I would beaten, Pray who shall beat me? this good Gentleman Looks as he were o'th' peace.
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Yes, more then thou dar'st be, a Soldier. Thou dost not come to quarrell? No, not with weomen; I come to speake here with a Gentlewoman. VVhy I am one. But no with one so gentle. This is a fine fellow. Sir I am not fine yet, I am but new come ouer, direct mee with your ticket to your Taylor, and then I shall bee fine Sir. Lady, if there be a better of your sex within this house, say I would see her. VVhy am not I good enough for you Sir? Your way you'le be too good, 'pray nd my busines. This is another Suer: O srayle woman. This fellow with his bluntnes hopes to doe more then the long suites of a thousand could: though he be sowre hee's quicke I must not trust him. Sir, this Lady is not to speake with you, she is more serious: you smell as if you were new ralkt; goe and be hansome, and then you may sit with her Seruingmen. VVhat are you Sir? Guesse by my outside. Then I take you Sir for some new silken thing wean'd from the countrey, that shall (when you come to keepe good company) be beaten into better manners. 'Pray good proud Gentlewoman helpe me to your Mistres. How many liues hast thou, that thon talk'st thus rudly? But one, I am neither cat nor woman. And will that one life Sir maintaine you euer in such bold sawcinesse? Yes amongst a nation of such men as you are, and be no worse for wearing Shall I speake with this Lady? No by my troth shall not you. I must stay here then. That you shall not neyther. Good fine thing tell me why. Good angry thing Ile tell you: This is no place for such companions, Such lousie Gentlemen shall finde their businesse Better i'th the Suburbs; there your strong pitch persume, Mingled with lees of Ale, shall reke in fashion: This is no Thames street Sir. This Gentleman informes you truly: Prethee be satisfied, and seeke the Suburbs, Good Captaine, or whateuer title else, The warlike Eelcboats haue bestow'd vpon thee, Goe and resorme thy slfe: prethee be sweeter, And know my Lady speakes with no such swabbers. You canot talke me out with your tradition Of wit you picke from plaies, goe too, I haue found yee: And for you, tender Sir, whose gentle bloud Runnes in your nose, and makes you snuffe at all But three pil'd people, I doe let you know, He that be got your worships sattin sute, Can make no men Sir: I will see this Lady, And with the reuerence of your silkenship, In these old Ornaments. You will not sure. Sure Sir I shall. You would be beaten out. Indeed I would not, or if I would beaten, Pray who shall beat me? this good Gentleman Lookes as he were o'th peace.