Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court T30 Constables, justices and the watch typicality 0.75 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T30: constable, squire, tub, clay, worship, justice, turf, mr, hun, valentine.
Now by this air, as I am a true soldier, Bred under, and devoted to your Banne, But that your pity did prevent my rage, They should have known no quarter, for this brow Brooks no affronts. Captain, you fought it bravely. we'll have a stone graven with characters. To intimate your prowess. No, my dear Gorgon's, I will not have my same wander without The precincts of your Castle: 'tis enough It can be sheltered here, within these walls. And to recount with your acknowledgements, What this Fort owes to my protection. Captain, we must confess you are our Guardian. Then let me sacrifice unto my humour. All you this night, shall be at my disposing, To drink and drab, 'tis the fault of your fortune That do profess this trade, t'have somebody, To spend your purchase on, 'tis my decree, What others riot, you should waste on me. What, are they come? Yes, sir. Then let me see How I can act it: do I look like a justice? As fearful as an Ass in a lion's skin, sir. Here I begin my state. Suppose me now Come down the stairs, out of the dining room, Into the hall, and thus I begin. Brisco. Call Brisco my clerk. At your elbow, sir. Reach me my ensign of authority, My staff I mean. Fie, fie, how dull you are, And incomposed? Now set me in my chair, That I may look like a Cathedral justice, That knew, what belongs to an Assignanimus, And Dedimus potestatis. Nay, though we are O the peace, wee can giue Priscian a knocke. Let me alone now to determine causes, As free from error as the Pope. Old Minos, And Rhadmanth, are not so skilled i'th' urn, As I am in the statutes. I have them ad unguem Now if they enter, at their peril be it. How dost thou like my action? Very well, sir. Let them come in. Now Mr Constable, I must commend your diligence. Come hither. Sir I have borough four men before your Worship, I found last night, at midnight, in the streets, Raising a tumult. Brisco, be ready to take Their examination. Good: you found four men, At midnight. Whose men are they? Our own men, sir. So it seems by your Liveries. Write that down; first they say, they are their own men. Sir, by your favour, I am not my own man. I thought they would not all be in one tale, I knew I should find them tripping, and I Once come to sift them. You are not your own man. It argues you are drunk. Write his confession, Ex os tuum te iudico: perge Mr. Constable. I hold it fit, your Worship should examine What they did there so late, What did you there So late? Good justice Echo, we had business.
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Now by this aire, as I am a true ſoulder, Bred vnder, and deuoted to your Banne, But that your pitty did prenent my rage, They ſhould haue knowne no quarter, for this brow Brookes no affronts. Captaine, you fought it brauely. Wee'l haue a ſtone grauen with characters. To intimate your proweſſe. No, my deare Gorgons, I will not haue my ſame wander without The precincts of your Caſtell: tis enough It can be ſheltred heere, within theſe walls. And to recount with your acknowledgements, What this Fort owes to my protection. Captaine, wee muſt confeſſe you are our Guardian. Then let mee ſacrifice vnto my humour. All you this night, ſhall be at my diſpoſing, To drinke and dra, tis the fault of your fortune That do profeſſe this trade, t'haue ſomebody, To ſpend your purchaſe on, tis my decree, What others ryot, you ſhould waſte on me. What, are they come? Yes, ſir. Then let mee ſee How I can act it: do I looke like a Iuſtice? As fearefull as an Aſſe in a Lyons skinne, ſir. Here I begin my ſtate. Suppoſe mee now Come downe the ſtaires, out of the dining roome, Into the hall, and thus I begin. Briſco. Call Briſco my Clarke. At your elbow, ſir. Reach mee my enſigne of authority, My ſtaffe I meane. Fy, fy, how dull you are, And incompoſed? Now ſet me in my chaire, That I may looke like a Cathedrall Iuſtice, That knew, what belongs to an Aſſignanimus, And Dedimus poteſtatis. Nay, though we are O the peace, wee can giue Priſcian a knocke. Let mee alone now to determine cauſes, As free from error as the Pope. Old Minos, And Rhadmanth, are not ſo skilldith vrne, As I am in the ſtatutes. I haue them ad vngue Now if they enter, at their perill bee it. How doſt thou like my action? Very well, ſir. Let them come in. Now Mr Conſtable, I muſt commend your diligence. Come hither. Sir I haue brough foure men before your Worſhip, I found laſt night, at midnight, in the ſtreets, Rayſing a tumult. Briſco, bee ready to take Their examination. Good: you found foure men, At midnight. Whoſe men are they? Our owne men, ſir. So it ſeemes by your Liueries. Write that downe; firſt they ſay, they are their owne men. Sir, by your fauour, I am not my owne man. I thought they would not all bee in one tale, I knew I ſhould find them tripping, and I Once come to ſift them. You are not your owne man. It argues you are drunke. Write his confeſſion, Ex os tuum te iudico: perge Mr. Conſtable. I hold it fit, your Worſhip ſhould examine What they did there ſo late, What did you there So late? Good Iuſtice Eccho, wee had buſines.