Field, Nathan · published 1618 · first performed or written 1611 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Good morrow to your Honour, I do hear Your Lordship this fair morning is to fight, And for your honour: Did you never see The Play, where the fat Knight hight Oldcastle, Did tell you truly what this honour was? Why, how now good man flatcap, what d''ee lack? Who do you talk to, sirrah? We arrest you. Arrest me, rogue? I am a Lord ye curs, a Parliament man. Sir, we arrest you though. At whose suit? At mine, Sir. Why thou base rogue, did not I set thee up, Having no stock, but thy fair shop and wise? Into my house with him. Away with him, away with him. A plot, a trick by Heaven. See Ingens footboy, 'tis by his Master's means, oh coward, slave; i'll put in bail, or pay the debt. ay, ay, ay, we'll talk with you within— thrust him in. If I miscarry Frank, I prithee see All my debts paid, about five hundred pounds Will fully satisfy all men, and my land And what I else possess, by nature's right And thy descent, Frank, I make freely thine. I know, you do not think I wish you dead For all the benefit: beside, your spirit So opposite to counsel, to avert Your resolution, that I save my breath, Which would be lost in vain, to expire and spend Upon your foe, if you fall under him. Frank, I protest you shall do injury Unto my foe, and much disturbance to Unto my soul departing, die I here Fairly, and on my single enemy's sword, If you should not let him go off untouched. Now by the Master of thy life and mine, I love thee Boy, beyond any example, As well as thou dost me, but should I go Thy second to the field, as thou dost mine, And if thine enemy killed thee like a man, I would desire, never to see him more, But he should bear himself off with those wounds He had received from thee, for that time safe, And without persecution by the Law, For what hap is our foes, might be our own, And no man's judgement, sits in justice place, But weighing other men's as his own case. He has the advantage of you being a Lord, For should you kill him, you are sure to die, And by some Lawyer with a golden tongue, That cries for right, ten angels on his side; Your daring meet him, called presumption: But kill he you, he, and his noble friends Have such a golden snaffle for the jaws Of man, devouring Pythagorean Law, they'll rain her stubborn chaps, e'en to her tail? And though she have iron teeth to meaner men, So master her, that who displeased her most, She shall lie under like a tired jade, For small boats on rough seas are quickly lost, But ships ride safe, and cut what by they list.
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Good morrow to your Honor, I doe heare Your Lordship this faire morning is to fight, And for your honor: Did you neuer see The Play, where the fat Knight hight Old-castle, Did tell you truly what this honor was? Why, how now good man flat-cap, what d'ee lack? Who doe you talke to, sirrha? We arrest you. Arrest me, rogue? I am a Lord ye curs, a Parliament man. Sir, we arest you though. At whose suit? At mine, Sir. Why thou base rogue, did not I set thee vp, Hauing no stock, but thy faire shop and wise? Into my house with him. Away with him, away with him. A plot, a trick by Heauen. See Ingens foote-boy, t'is by his Masters meanes, oh coward, slaue; i'le put in baile, or pay the debt. I, I, I, wee'll talke with you within—thrust him in. If I miscarrie Franck, I prithee see All my debts paid, about fiue hundred pounds Will fully satisfie all men, and my land And what I else possesse, by natures right And thy descent, Franck, I make freely thine. I know, you doe not thinke I wish you dead For all the benefit: besides, your spirit So opposite to counsaile, to auert Your resolution, that I saue my breath, Which would be lost in vaine, to expire and spend Vpon your foe, if you fall vnder him. Franck, I protest you shall doe iniurie Vnto my foe, and much disturbance to Vnto my soule departing, die I heere Fairely, and on my single enemies sword, If you should not let him go off vntouch't. Now by the Master of thy life and mine, I loue thee Boy, beyond any example, As well as thou do'st me, but should I goe Thy second to the field, as thou dost mine, And if thine enemie kild thee like a man, I would desire, neuer to see him more, But he should beare himselfe off with those wounds He had receau'd from thee, for that time safe, And without persecution by the Law, For what hap is our foes, might be our owne, And no mans iudgement, sits in Iustice place, But weighing other mens as his owne case. He has the aduantage of you being a Lord, For should you kill him, you are sure to die, And by some Lawyer with a golden tongue, That cries for right, ten angels on his side; Your daring meete him, cal'd presumption: But kill he you, hee, and his noble friends Haue such a golden snaffle for the jawes Of man, deuouring Pithagorean Law, Thei'le reyne her stubborne chaps, e'ne to her taile? And though she haue yron eeth to meaner men, So master her, that who displeasd her most, She shall lie vnder like a tired jade, For small boates on rough seas are quickly lost, But ships ride safe, and cut what by they list.