Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 493 words
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I will tell the King all, every word, yea, and his Son's pranks too; who, I may say, is no honest man, neither to his Father, nor to me, to go about to make me the King's Brother in Law. Indeed Brother in Law was the farthest off you could have been to him, and then your Blood had been the dearer, by I know how much an ounce. Very wisely (Puppies.) Well: let us to the King: there is that in this Farthell, will make him scratch his Beard. I know not what impediment this Complaint may be to the flight of my Master. Pray hearty he be at ' Palace. Though I am not naturally honest, I am so sometimes by chance: Let me pocket up my Pedlar's excrement. How now (Rustiques) whither are you bound? To th' Palace (and it like your Worship.) Your Affairs there? what? with whom? the Condition of that Farthell? the place of your dwelling? your names? your ages? of what having? breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be known, discover? We are but plain fellows, Sir. A Lie; you are rough, and hairy: Let me have no lying; it becomes none but Tradesmen, and they often give us (Soldiers) the Lie, but we pay them for it with stamped Coin, not stabbing Steel, therefore they do not give us the Lye. Your Worship had like to have given us one, if you had not taken yourself with the manner. Are you a Courtier, and't like you Sir? Whether it like me, or no, I am a Courtier. Seest thou not the air of the Court, in these enfoldings? Hath not my gate in it, the measure of the Court? Receives not thy Nose Court-Odour from me? Reflect I not on thy Baseness, Court-Contempt? Thinkest thou, for that I insinuate, at toaze from thee thy Business, I am therefore no Courtier? I am Courtier Cap-a-pe; and one that will either push-on, or pluck-back, thy Business there: whereupon I command thee to open thy Affair. My Business, Sir, is to the King. What Advocate hast thou to him? I know not (and't like you.) advocate's the Court-word for a Pheazant: say you have none. None, Sir: I have no Pheazant Cock, nor Hen. How blessed are we, that are not simple men? Yet Nature might have made me as these are, Therefore I will not disdain. This cannot be but a great Courtier. His Garments are rich, but he wears them not handsomely. He seems to be the more Noble, in being fantastical: A great man, I'll warrant; I know by the picking on's Teeth. The Farthell there? What's i' th' Farthell? Wherefore that Box? Sir, there lies such Secrets in this Farthell and Box, which none must know but the King, and which he shall know within this hour, if I may come to th' speech of him. Age, thou hast lost thy labour.
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I will tell the King all, euery word, yea, and his Sonnes prancks too; who, I may ſay, is no honeſt man, neither to his Father, nor to me, to goe about to make me the Kings Brother in Law. Indeed Brother in Law was the fartheſt off you could haue beene to him, and then your Blood had beene the dearer, by I know how much an ounce. Very wiſely (Puppies.) Well: let vs to the King: there is that in this Farthell, will make him ſcratch his Beard. I know not what impediment this Complaint may be to the flight of my Maſter. 'Pray heartily he be at' Pallace. Though I am not naturally honeſt, I am ſo ſometimes by chance: Let me pocket vp my Pedlers excrement. How now (Ruſtiques) whither are you bound? To th' Pallace (and it like your Worſhip.) Your Affaires there? what? with whom? the Condition of that Farthell? the place of your dwelling? your names? your ages? of what hauing? breeding, and any thing that is fitting to be knowne, diſcouer? We are but plaine fellowes, Sir. A Lye; you are rough, and hayrie: Let me haue no lying; it becomes none but Tradeſ-men, and they often giue vs (Souldiers) the Lye, but wee pay them for it with ſtamped Coyne, not ſtabbing Steele, therefore they doe not giue vs the Lye. Your Worſhip had like to haue giuen vs one, if you had not taken your ſelfe with the manner. Are you a Courtier, and't like you Sir? Whether it lke me, or no, I am a Courtier. Seeſt thou not the ayre of the Court, in theſe enfoldings? Hath not my gate in it, the meaſure of the Court? Receiues not thy Noſe Court-Odour from me? Reflect I not on thy Baſeneſſe, Court-Contempt? Think'ſt thou, for that I inſinuate, at toaze from thee thy Buſineſſe, I am therefore no Courtier? I am Courtier Cap-a-pe; and one that will eyther puſh-on, or pluck-back, thy Buſineſſe there: whereupon I command thee to open thy Affaire. My Buſineſſe, Sir, is to the King. What Aduocate ha'ſt thou to him? I know not (and't like you.) Aduocate's the Court-word for a Pheazant: ſay you haue none. None, Sir: I haue no Pheazant Cock, nor Hen. How bleſſed are we, that are not ſimple men? Yet Nature might haue made me as theſe are, Therefore I will not diſdaine. This cannot be but a great Courtier. His Garments are rich, but he weares them not handſomely. He ſeemes to be the more Noble, in being fantaſticall: A great man, Ile warrant; I know by the picking on's Teeth. The Farthell there? What's i' th' Farthell? Wherefore that Box? Sir, there lyes ſuch Secrets in this Farthell and Box, which none muſt know but the King, and which hee ſhall know within this houre, if I may come to th' ſpeech of him. Age, thou haſt loſt thy labour.