Massinger, Philip · published 1633 · first performed or written 1625 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T61 Sir Giles Goosecap and related knightly typicality 0.81 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T61: gyles, giles, lord, wood, captain, cutt, lady, ladies, emphatical, knights.
Why Sir, I would be married like your daughter; Not hurried away i'th' night I know not whither, Without all ceremony: no friends invited To honour the solemnity. An't please your Honour, For so before tomorrow I must style you: My Lord desire this privacy in respect His honourable kinsmen are far off, And his desires to have it done brook not So long delay as to expect their coming; And yet He stands resolved, with all due pomp: As running at the ring, plays, masques, and tilting To have his marriage at Court celebrated When he has brought your Honour up to London. He tells you true; 'tis the fashion on my knowledge Yet the good Lord to please your peevishness Must put it off forsooth, and lose a night In which perhaps he might get two boys on thee. Tempt me no farther, if you do, this good Shall prick you to him. I could be contented, Were you but by to do a father's part, And give me in the Church. So my Lord have you What do I care who gives you since my Lord Does purpose to be private, I'll not cross him. I know not master Alworth how my Lord May be provided, and therefore there's a purse Of gold 'twill serve this night's expense, tomorrow I'll furnish him with any sums: in the mean time Use my ring to my Chaplain; he is beneficed At my Manor of Gotam, and called parson Will-do 'Tis no matter for a licence, I'll bear him out in't. With your favour Sir, what warrant is your ring? He may suppose I got that twenty ways Without your knowledge, and then to be refused, We're such a stain upon me, if you pleased Sir Your presence would do better. Still perverse? I say again I will not cross my Lord, Yet I'll prevent you too. Paper and ink there? I can furnish you. I thank you, I can write then. You may if you please, put out the name of my Lord In respect he comes disguised, and only write Marry, her to this Gentleman. Well advised 'Tis done, away my blessing Girl? thou hast it. Nay, no reply begone, good master Alworth. This shall be the best nights work, you ever made I hope so Sir. Farewell, now all's cocksure: methinks I hear already, Knights, and Ladies, Say Sir Giles Overreach, how is it with Your Honourable daughter? has her Honour Slept well tonight? or will her Honour please To accept this Monkey? Dog? or parakeet? This is state in Ladies. or my eldest son To be her page, and wait upon her trencher? My ends! my ends are compassed! then for Welborne And the lands; were he once married to the widow, I have him here, I can scarce contain myself, I am so full of joy; nay joy all over.
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Why Sir, I would be married like your daughter; Not hurried away i'th night I know not whither, Without all ceremonie: no friends inuited To honour the sollemnity. An't please your Honour, For so before to morrow I must stile you: My Lord desire this priuacie in respect His honourable kinsmen are far off, And his desires to haue it done brooke not So long delay as to expect their comming; And yet He stands resolu'd, with all due pompe: As running at the ring, playes, masques, and tilting To haue his marriage at Court celebrated When he has brought your Honour vp to London. He tells you true; 'tis the fashion on my knowledge Yet the good Lord to please your peeuishnes Must put it off forsooth, and lose a night In which perhaps he might get two boyes on thee. Tempt me no farther, if you do, this good Shall pricke you to him. I could be contented, Were you but by to do a fathers part, And giue me in the Church. So my Lord haue you What do I care who giues you since my Lord Does purpose to be priuate, I'le not crosse him. I know not master Alworth how my Lord May be prouided, and therefore there's a purse Of gold 'twill serue this nights expence, to morrow I'le furnish him with any summes: in the meane time Vse my ring to my Chaplaine; he is benefic'd At my Mannor of Gotam, and call'd parson Will-doe 'Tis no matter for a licence, I'le beare him out in't. With your fauour Sir, what warrant is your ring? He may suppose I got that twenty wayes Without your knowledge, and then to be refus'd, We're such a staine vpon me, if you pleas'd Sir Your presence would do better. Still peruerse? I say againe I will not crosse my Lord, Yet I'le preuent you too. Paper and incke there? I can furnish you. I thanke you, I can write then. You may if you please, put out the name of my Lord In respect he comes disguis'd, and only write Marry, her to this Gentleman. Well aduis'd 'Tis done, away my blessing Girle? thou hast it. Nay, no reply begone, good master Alworth. This shall be the best nights worke, you euer made I hope so Sir. Farewell, now all's cocke-sure: Me thinkes I heare already, Knights, and Ladies, Say Sir Giles Ouerreach, how is it with Your Honourable daughter? has her Honour Slept well to night? or will her Honour please To accept this Monkey? Dog? or Paraquit? This is state in Ladies. or my eldest sonne To be her page, and wait vpon her trencher? My ends! my ends are compass'd! then for Welborne And the lands; were he once married to the widdow, I haue him here, I can scarce containe my selfe, I am so full of ioy; nay ioy all ouer.