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Now sirs, take heed, for here cometh god's servant. |
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Avaunt, carterly caitiffs, avaunt! |
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Why, ye drunken whoresons, will it not be? |
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By your faith, have ye neither cap nor knee? |
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Not one of you that will make curtsy |
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To me that am squire for god’s precious body! |
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Regard ye nothing mine authority? |
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No ‘welcome home’, nor ‘where have ye been?’? |
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How be it, if ye axed, I could not well tell, |
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But sure I think a thousand mile from Hell. |
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And on my faith, I think, in my conscience, |
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I have been from Heaven as far as Heaven is hence, |
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At Louyn, at London and in Lombardy, |
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At Baldock, at Barfolde, and in Barbury, |
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At Canterbury, at Coventry, at Colchester, |
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At Wansworth and Welbeck, at Westchester, |
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At Fulham, at Faleborne, and at Fenlow, |
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At Wallingford, at Wakefield, and at Waltamstow, |
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At Taunton, at Tiptree, and at Totnam, |
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At Gloucester, at Guilford, and at Gotham, |
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At Hertford, at Harwich, at Harrow on the Hill, |
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At Sudbury, Southampton, at Shooters Hill, |
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At Walsingham, at Witham, and at Warwick, |
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At Boston, at Brystow, and at Berwick, |
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At Gravelyn, at Gravesend, and at Glastonbury, |
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Ynge Gyngiang Jayberd, the paryshe of Butsbery. |
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The Devil himself without more leisure |
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Could not have gone half thus much I am sure. |
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But now I have warned them, let them even choose, |
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For in faith I care not who win or lose. |
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Here the Gentleman, before he comes in, blows his horn. |
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Now by my troth, this was a goodly hearing! |
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I went it had been the gentlewomen’s blowing, |
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But it is not so as I now suppose, |
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For women’s horns sound more in a man's nose. |
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Stand ye merry, my friends, everyone! |
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Say that to me and let the rest alone. |
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Sir, ye be welcome, and all your menny. |
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Now in good sooth, my friend, God a mercy! |
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And, since that I meet thee here thus by chance, |
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I shall require thee of further acquaintance. |
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And briefly to show thee this is the matter: |
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I come to sew to the great god Jupiter |
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For help of things concerning my recreation, |
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According to his late proclamation. |
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Mary, and I am he that this must speed. |
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But first tell me, what be ye indeed? |
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Forsooth, good friend, I am a gentleman. |
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A goodly occupation, by Saint Anne! |
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On my faith, your mastership hath a merry life. |
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But who maketh all these horns, your self or your wife? |
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Nay, even in earnest I ask you this question. |
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Now, by my troth, thou art a merry one! |
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In faith, of us both I think never one sad, |
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For I am not so merry but ye seem as mad. |
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But stand ye still and take a little pain, |
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I will come to you by and by again. |
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[To Jupiter] Now, gracious god, if your will so be. |
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I pray ye let me speak a word with ye. |
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My son, say on; let us hear thy mind. |
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My lord, there standeth a suitor even here behind, |
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A gentleman in yonder corner, |
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And, as I think, his name is Master Horner. |
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A hunter he is, and cometh to make you sport, |
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He would hunt a sow or twain out of this sort! |
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Here he points to the women. |
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What so ever his mind be, let him appear. |
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Now, good master Horner, I pray you come near. |
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I am no horner, knave, I will thou know it. |
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I thought ye had, for when ye did blow it, |
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Heard I never whoreson make horn so go. |
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As lief ye kissed mine arse as blow my hole so. |
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Come on your way before the god Jupiter, |
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And there for your self ye shall be suitor. |
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Most mighty prince and god of every nation, |
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Pleaseth your highness to vouchsafe the hearing |
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Of me, which, according to [y]our proclamation, |
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Doth make appearance in way of beseeching; |
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Not sole for my self, but generally |
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For all come of noble and ancient stock; |
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Which sort above all doth most thankfully |
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Daily take pain for wealth of the common flock, |
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With diligent study always devising |
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To keep them in order and unity, |
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In peace to labour the increase of their living |
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Whereby each man may prosper in plenty. |
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Wherefore, good god, this is our whole desiring: |
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That for ease of our pains at times vacant |
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In our recreation; which chiefly is hunting, |
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It may please you to send us weather pleasant: |
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Dry and not misty, the wind calm and still, |
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That after our hounds’ yourning so merrily |
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Chasing the deer over dale and hill |
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In hearing we may follow and comfort the cry. |
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Right well we do perceive your whole request, |
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Which shall not fail to rest in memory. |
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Wherefore we will ye set your self at rest |
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Till we have heard each man indifferently, |
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And we shall take such order universally |
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As best may stand to our honour infinite |
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For wealth in common and each man’s singular profit. |
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In Heaven and Earth honoured be the name |
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Of Jupiter, whom of his godly goodness |
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Hath set this mater in so goodly frame |
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That every wight shall have his desire, doubtless. |
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And first for us nobles and gentlemen, |
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I doubt not, in his wisdom to provide |
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Such weather as in our hunting, now and then, |
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We may both teyse and receive on every side. |
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Which thing, once had, for our said recreation, |
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Shall greatly prevail you in preferring our health, |
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For what thing more needful then our preservation, |
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Being the weal and heads of all common wealth? |
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Now I beseech your mastership, whose head be you? |
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Whose head am I? Thy head! What sayest thou now? |
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Nay, I think it very true, so God me help, |
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For I have ever been, of a little whelp, |
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So full of fancies and in so many fits, |
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So many small reasons and in so many wits, |
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That, even as I stand, I pray God I be dead, |
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If ever I thought them all mete for one head. |
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But, since I have one head more then I knew, |
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Blame not my rejoicing; I love all things new. |
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And sure it is a treasure of heads to have store! |
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One feat can I now that I never could before. |
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What is that? |
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By god, since ye came hither |
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I can set my head and my tail together. |
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This head shall save money, by saint Mary, |
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From henceforth I will no apothecary, |
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For at all times when such things shall myster, |
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My new head shall give mine old tail a glyster. |
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And, after all this, then shall my head wait |
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Upon my tail and there stand at receipt. |
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Sir, for the rest I will not now move you, |
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But if we live ye shall smell how I love yow. |
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And, sir, touching your suit here: depart when it please you, |
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For be ye sure, as I can, I will ease you. |
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Then give me thy hand, that promise I take. |
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And if for my sake any suit thou do make, |
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I promise thy pain to be requited |
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More largely then now shall be recited. [Exit.] |
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Alas, my neck! God’s pity, where is my head? |
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By Saint Ive, I fear me I shall be dead! |
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And if I were, me think it were no wonder, |
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Since my head and my body is so far asunder! |