Shirley, James · published 1629 · first performed or written 1626 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T41 Household service: masters, doors and po · 490 words
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WEll done my Masters, ye bestir yourselves, I see we shall feast tomorrow. Your worship shall want no Woodcocks at the Wedding. Thou hast as many as thou canst carry, and thirteen to the last dozen. Isaac. Sir. Have you been careful, to invite those friends, you had direction for? Yes sir, I have been a continual motion ever since I rise. I have not said my prayers today. We shall want no guests then. I have commanded most on'em. How sir? I ha'bid 'em sir, there's two in my list, will not fail to dine w'ee. Who are they? Master Rawbone, the young usurer. Oh he's reported a good Trencherman, He has a tall stomach, he shall be welcome. They say, he has made on Obligation to the Devil, if ever he eat a good meal at his own charge, his soul is forfeit. How does he live live? Upon his money sir. He does not eat it. No the Devil choke him, it were a golden age, if all the Usurers in London should ha'no other diet; he has a thin-gut waits upon him, I think, one of his bastards, be got upon a spider, I hope to live, to see 'em both drawn through a ring. Who is the other? The other may be known too, the barrel at Heidelberg was the pattern of his belly, Master Lodam sir. he's a great man indeed. Something given to the waste, for he lives within no reasonable compass I'm sure. They will be well met. But very ill matched to draw a Coach, yet at provender, there willbe scarce an Oat between the lean jade, and the fat Gelding. How lives he? Religiously sir; for he that seeds well, must by consequence live well, he holds none can be damned but lean men, for fat men he says must needs be saved by the faith of their body. Mr. Beauford and Captain Landby: Isaac, call forth my Daughter. Sir Iohn, I hope you make no stranger of me, Tomorrow, I shall change my title for Your son, soon as the holy rites shall make me The happy husband to your daughter, in the mean time It will become me wait on her. I possess nothing but in trust for thee, Gratiana makes all thine. I shall presume to follow. Your friendship noble Captain to Mr. Beauford, Makes your person most welcome, Had you no other merit, pray enter. Heaven hath already crowned my grey hairs! I live to see my daughter married To a noble husband, the envy of our time, And exact pattern of a Gentleman, As hopeful as the Spring, I am grown proud, Even in my age. Dost hear sirrah? I sirrah. Is Master Beauford within? No sir. I was informed he came hither, is he not here? Yes sir. Thou sayst he's not within. No sir, but 'tis very like he willbe tomorrow night sir.
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WEll done my Masters, yee bestirre your selues, I see we shall feast to morrow. Your worship shall want no Wood-cocke at the Wedding. Thou hast as many as thou canst carry, and thirteene to the last dozen. Isaac. Sir. Haue you beene carefull, to inuite those friends, you had direction for? Yes sir, I haue beene a continuall motion euer sin I rise. I haue not sayd my prayers to day. We shall want no guests then. I haue commanded most on'em. How sir? I ha'bid 'em sir, there's two in my list, will not fayle to dine w'ee. Who are they? Master Rawbone, the yong vsurer. Oh hees reported a good Trencher-man, He has a tall stomacke, he shall be welcome. They say, he has made on Obligation to the Diuell, if euer he eate a good meale at his owne charge, his soule is forfeit. How does he liue liue? Vpon his mony sir. He does not eate it. No the Diuell choake him, it were a golden age, if all the Vsurers in London should ha'no other dyet; hee has a thingut waytes vpon him, I thinke, one of his bastards, be got vppon a spider, I hope to liue, to see 'em both drawne through a ring. Who is the other? The other may be knowne too, the barrell at Heidelberg was the patterne of his belly, Master Lodam sir. Hee's a great man indeede. Something giuen to the wast, for he liues within no reasonable compasse I'm sure. They will be well met. But very ill matcht to draw a Coach, yet at proder, there wilbe scarce an Oate betweene the leane ade, and the fa Gelding. How liues he? Religiously sir; for hee that seedes well, must by consequence liue well, hee holds none can be dam'd but leane men, for ft men he sayes must needes bee sau'd by the faith of their body. Mr. Beauford and Captayne Landby: Isaac, call forth my Daughter. Sir Iohn, I hope you make no stranger of me, To morrow, I shall change my title for Your sonne, soone as the holy rites shall make me The happy husband to your daughter, in the meane time It will become me wayte on her. I possesse nothing but in trust for thee, Gratiana makes all thne. I shall presume to follow. Your friendship noble Captaine to Mr. Beauford, Makes your person most welcome, Had you no other merit, pray enter. Heauen hath already crownd my gray hayres! I liue to see my daughter married To a noble huband, the enuye of our time, And exact patterne of a Gentleman, As hopefull as the Spring, I am growne proud, Euen in my age. Dost heare firra? I irra. Is Master Beauford within? No sir. I was inform'd he came hither, is he not here? Yes sir. Thou sayst he's not within. No sir, but tis very like he wilbe to morrow night sir.