Drue, Thomas · published 1631 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Jan 2] (Annals) history · Prince Palatine's (Palsgrave's) Men T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.70 · 475 words
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Nay that's not likely, soft, some News I hope. Health to this honourable presence, I come to certify your Lordships all, That as we kept the Ports on Essex side, 'twas credibly reported, that the Duchess With little or no train, is lodged in Lee, And for she is disguised, and our Commission Expired the date, we crave a fresh supply, And some direction how to intercept her. No better means than to renew our warrant, And send this fellow with it that doth know her, Into what shape soe'er she be transformed. It shall be so, I thank thee pursuivant For thy good news, it glads me at the heart, I shall at length be even with this proud Duchess, At Lee in Essex, oh 'tis excellent: But I will tell you how't shall be my Lord, Fox shall not go alone, Clunie and I Will bear him company, and withal, ha, ha, I cannot choose but laugh to tell the rest, As she's disguised to hide her from my sight, So will I be, to take her, in her slight, Is it not good, is it not rare my Lord, Nay is it not the best that ere you heard, When subtlety by fraud shall be debarred, I warrant you she's ours Clunie, Fox come hither, Provide you straight, Fox thou shalt go with me, Ha, wilt thou not. (A plague upon you,) I must answer, I. howe'er my heart abhor this treachery, My Lord I will. Why now thou pleasest me, And I will richly recompense thy pains, But for we will not, our affairs at home, In the mean time be slacked, or intermitted, You my good Lords shall have a special care About it straight, Fox, Clunie, follow me, This is to Bonner chief felicity. Yes, I will follow, Though not further ye, I trust this is a means ordained of Heaven, To bridle this bloodsuckers cruelty, But how now, what art thou. Marry sir an honest man and a Tiler, that was sent for hither to be examined about wan M. Sands, and it seems for joy they have to know where the Duchess is, they have forgotten me, what were I best to do. What else but get thee home unto thy house, Away be packing, since they have forgot thee, Do not thou tarry to revive their memory. Nay if I put them in mind on't, let me be choked, For want of drink, since Ale thou art so lucky, I'll take the other pot while it is nappy. Most honourd Princes, thinke your selfe as sa In my protection at this town of Lee, As in the strongest hold you do possess. Good M. Goseling now we fly to you As to our harbour, in your hands it lies, Either to comfort, or confound our lives?
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Nay thats not likely, soft, some News I hope. Health to this honorable presence, I come to certifie your Lordships all, That as we kept the Ports on Essex side, Twas credibly reported, that the Dutches With little or no trayne, is lodg'd in Lee, And for she is disguis'd, and our Commission Expir'd the date, we craue a fresh supply, And some direction how to intercept her. No better meanes then to renew our vvarrant, And send this fellow with it that doth know her, Into vvhat shape so ere she be transform'd. It shall be so, I thanke thee Pursyvant For thy good newes, it glads me at the heart, I shall at length be even with this proud Dutches, At Lee in Essex, oh tis excellent: But I will tell you how't shall be my Lord, Fox shall not goe alone, Clunie and I Will beare him companie, and vvithall, ha, ha, I cannot choose but laugh to tell the rest, As shee's disguis'd to hide her from my flght, So vvill I be, to take her, in her slight, Is it not good, is it not rare my Lord, Nay is it not the best that ere you heard, When subtilty by fraud shall be debar'd, I vvarrant you shee's ours Clunie, Fox come hither, Provide you straight, Fox thou shalt goe vvith me, Ha, vvilt thou not. (A plague vpon you,) I must answer, I. How ere my heart abhor this treachery, My Lord I vvill. Why now thou pleasest me, And I will richly recompence thy paines, But for we vvill not, our affaires at home, In the meane time be slackt, or intermitted, You my good Lords shall haue a speciall care About it straight, Fox, Clunie, follow me, This is to Bonner chiefe felicity. Yes, I vvill follow, Though not further ye, I trust this is a meanes ordain'd of Heaven, To bridle this bloodsuckers cruelty, But how now, vvhat art thou. Marry sir an honest man and a Tiler, that vvas sent for hither to bee examined about wan M. Sands, and it seemes for Ioy they haue to kno vvhere the Dutches is, they haue forgotten me, what were I best to doe. What else but get thee home vnto thy house, Away be packing, since they haue forgot thee, Doe not thou tarty to reviue their memory. Nay if I put them in mind on't, let me be chokt, For want of drinke, since Ale thou art so luckie, Ile take the tother pot while it is nappy. Most honourd Princes, thinke your selfe as sa In my protection at this towne of Lee, As in the strongest hould you doe possesse. Good M. Goseling now vve flie to you As to our harbor, in your hands it lies, Either to comfort, or confound our liues?