Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)
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Baum. 2. or 3 wenches, with a Taborer.
¶have my Rudiments bin labourd so long with ye? milkd unto
1600ye, and by a figure even the very plumbroth & marrow of
¶jave Iudgements, have I saide thus let be, and there let be,
¶and then let be, and no man understand mee, proh deum,
1605medius fidius, ye are all dunces: For why here stand I.
¶Here the Duke comes, there are you close in the Thicket; the
¶Duke appeares, I meete him and unto him I utter learned
¶things, and many figures, he heares, and nods, and hums, and
¶then cries rare, and I goe forward, at length I fling my Cap
1610up; marke there; then do you as once did Meleager, and the
¶Bore break comly out before him: like true lovers, cast your
¶turne Boyes.
16152. Draw up the Company, Where's the Taborour.
¶3. Why Timothy.
¶Tab. Here my mad boyes, have at ye.
¶4. Here's Friz and Maudline.
¶And carry it sweetly, and deliverly
¶And now and then a fauour, and a friske.
1625Nel. Let us alone Sir.
¶Sch. Couple then
¶And see what's wanting; wher's the Bavian?
1630My friend, carry your taile without offence
¶You tumble with audacity, and manhood,
¶And when you barke doe it with judgement.
¶Bau. Yes Sir.
¶Sch. We have,
¶As learned Authours utter, washd a Tile,
¶We have beene fatuus, and laboured vainely.
¶Cicely the Sempsters daughter:
¶Nay and she faile me once, you can tell Arcas
¶Sch. An Eele and woman,
¶A learned Poet sayes: unles by'th taile
¶And with thy teeth thou hold, will either faile,
¶3. What
¶Shall we determine Sir?
¶Sch. Nothing,
¶Our busines is become a nullity
1655Yea, and a woefull, and a pittious nullity.
¶4. Now when the credite of our Towne lay on it,
¶Goe thy waies, ile remember thee, ile fit thee,
¶
Enter Iaylors daughter.
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The George alow, came from the South, from
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By one, by two, by three, a
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Well haild, well haild, you jolly gallants,
Chaire and stooles out.
¶And whither now are you bound a
¶O let me have your company till come to the sound a
¶There was three fooles, fell out about an howlet
¶
The one sed it was an owle
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The other he sed nay,
¶The third he sed it was a hawke, and her bels wer cut away.
¶3. Ther's a dainty mad woman Mr. comes i'th Nick as
¶mad as a march hare: if wee can get her daunce, wee are
16751. A mad woman? we are made Boyes.
¶Sch. And are you mad good woman?
¶Give me your hand.
¶Sch. Why?
1680Daugh. I can tell your fortune.
¶You are a foole: tell ten, I have pozd him: Buz
¶Friend you must eate no white bread, if you doe
¶Your teeth will bleede extreamely, shall we dance ho?
¶I know you, y'ar a Tinker: Sirha Tinker
1685Stop no more holes, but what you should.
¶Sch. Dij boni. A Tinker Damzell?
1690Et opus exegi, quod nec Iouis ira, nec ignis.
¶Strike up, and leade her in.
¶3. Doe, doe.
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Ex. all but Schoolemaster.
¶I heare the hornes: give me some
¶Meditation, and marke your Cue;
¶Pallas inspire me.
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Enter Thes. Pir. Hip. Emil. Arcite: and traine.
¶Thes. This way the Stag tooke.
¶Sch. Stay, and edifie.
¶Thes. What have we here?
1705Per. Well Sir, goe forward, we will edifie.
¶Thes. This is a cold beginning.
1710We are a few of those collected here
¶And to say veritie, and not to fable;
¶We are a merry rout, or else a rable
¶Or company, or by a figure, Choris
1715That fore thy dignitie will dance a Morris.
¶And I that am the rectifier of all
¶By title Pedagogus, that let fall
¶The Birch upon the breeches of the small ones,
¶And humble with a Ferula the tall ones,
1720Doe here present this Machine, or this frame,
¶From Dis to Dedalus, from post to pillar
¶Is blowne abroad; helpe me thy poore well willer,
¶And with thy twinckling eyes, looke right and straight
1725Vpon this mighty Morr---of mickle waight
¶Is---now comes in, which being glewd together
¶Makes Morris, and the cause that we came hether.
¶I first appeare, though rude, and raw, and muddy,
1730To speake before thy noble grace, this tenner:
¶At whose great feete I offer up my penner.
¶The next the Lord of May, and Lady bright,
¶The Chambermaid, and Servingman by night
¶The gauled Traveller, and with a beckning
¶Informes the Tapster to inflame the reckning:
¶Then the beast eating Clowne, and next the foole,
¶The Bavian with long tayle, and eke long toole,
1740Cum multis aliijs that make a dance,
¶Thes. I, I by any meanes, deere Domine.
¶Intrate filij, Come forth, and foot it,
Knocke for Schoole. Enter The Dance.
1745Ladies, if we have beene merry
¶And have pleasd thee with a derry,
¶And a derry, and a downe
¶Say the Schoolemaster's no Clowne:
¶Duke, if we have pleasd three too
1750And have done as good Boyes should doe,
¶Give us but a tree or twaine
¶For a Maypole, and againe
¶Ere another yeare run out,
¶Wee'l make thee laugh and all this rout.
¶Emil. Twas an excellent dance, and for a preface
¶I never heard a better.
¶May they kill him without lets,
1765And the Ladies eate his dowsets: Come we are all made.
¶
Winde Hornes.
¶Dij Deæq; omnes, ye have danc'd rarely wenches.
Exeunt.
