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sherris: So that skill in the weapon is nothing, without sack: for that sets it a-work; and learning, a mere hoard of gold kept by a devil; till sack commences it, and sets it in act and use. Hereof comes it, that prince Harry is valiant: for the cold blood he did naturally inherit of his father, he hath, like lean, steril, and bare land, manured, husbanded, and tilled, with excellent endeavour of drinking good, and good store of fertile sherris; that he is become very hot, and valiant. If I had a thousand sons, the first human principle I would teach them, should be,--to forswear thin potations, and addict themselves to sack.
How now, Bardolph? Bar. The army is discharged all, and gone. Fal. Let them go. I'll through Glostershire; and there will
I visit master Robert Shallow, esquire: I have him already tempering between my finger and my thumb, and shortly will I seal with him.
GEORGE BEVIS-JOHN HOLLAND-CADE-DICK
Geo. COME, and get thee a sword, though made of a lath;
they have been up these two days. Joh. They have the more need to sleep now then. Geo. I tell thee, Jack Cade the clothier means to dress the
commonwealth, and turn it, and set a new nap upon it. Joh. So he had need, for 'tis threadbare. Well, I say it was
never merry world in England, since gentlemen came
up. Geo. O miserable age! Virtue is not regarded in handy
crafts-men. Joh. The nobility think scorn to go in leather aprons. Geo. Nay more, the king's council are no good workmen, Joh. True: and yet it is said,-Labour in thy vocation:
which is as much to say, as,-let the magistrates be
labouring men: and therefore should we be magistrates. Geo. Thou hast hit it: for there's no better sign of a brave
mind, than a hard hand. Joh. I see them! I see them! There's Best's son, the tan
ner of Wingham ;Geo. He shall have the skins of our enemies, to make dog's leather of.
Joh. And Dick the butcher,-
throat cut like a calf.
spirit of putting down kings and princes, Command
silence. Dic. Silence! Cad. My father was a Mortimer,Dic. He was an honest man, and a good bricklayer. Cad. My mother a Plantagenet,Dic. I knew her well, she was a midwife. Cad. My wife descended of the Lacies,Dic. She was, indeed, a pedlar's daughter, and sold many
ląces. Smi. But, now of late, not able to travel with her furred
pack, she washes bucks here at home. Cad. Therefore am I of an honourable house. Dic. Ay, by my faith, the field is honourable; and there
was he born, under a hedge; for his father had never
a house, but the cage. Cad. Valiant I am. Smi. 'A must needs; for beggary is valiant. Cad. I am able to endure much. Dic. No question of that: for I have seen him whipped
three market-days together. Cad. I fear neither sword nor fire. Smi. He need not fear the sword ; his coat is of proof. Dic. But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being
burnt i'the hand for stealing of sheep. Cad. Be brave then; for your captain is brave, and vows
reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny: the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops; and I will make it felony, to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass. And,
when I am king, (as king I will be)All. God save your majesty! Cad. I thank you, good people:-There shall be no money;
all shall eat and drink on my score; and I will apparel them all in one livery, that they may agree like brothers, a
and worship me their lord. Dic. The first thing we do, let's kill all the lawyers. Cad. Nay, that I mean to do. Is not this a lamentable
thing, that of the skin of an innocent lamb should be made parchment? that parchment, being scribbled o'er, should undo a man? Some say the bee stings: but I say, 'tis the bee's-wax: for I did but seal once to a thing, and I was never mine own man since.
CHAT should I care what every dor doth buz
that the best judgments can report me wronged;
that I can thus, with such a sweet neglect,
B. JONSON 1469 THE MORAL USES OF TRAGEDY
AY, my good friend, but hear me! I confess
man is the child of sorrow, and this world,
RE we all met?
Pat, pat; and here's a marvellous convenient
Quin. What say'st thou, bully Bottom?
Thisby that will never please. First, Pyramus must
not abide. How answer you that? Snout. By'r lakin, a parlous fear. Star. I believe we must leave the killing out, when all is
done. Bot. Not a whit: I have a device to make all well. Write
me a prologue: and let the prologue seem to say, we will do no harm with our swords, and that Pyramus is not killed indeed: and, for the more better assurance, tell them, that I Pyramus am not Pyramus, but Bottom the weaver: this will put them out of
fear. Quin. Well, we will have such a prologue; and it shall be
written in eight and six. Bot. No, make it two more; let it be written in eight and
eight. Snout. Will not the ladies be afeard of the lion? Star. I fear it, I promise you. Bot. Masters, you ought to consider with yourselves : to
bring in,—God shield us!-a lion among ladies, is a most dreadful thing; for there is not a more fearful wild-fowl than your lion living; and we ought to
look to it. Snout. Therefore another prologue must tell, he is not a
lion. Bot. Nay, you must name his name, and half his face
must be seen through the lion's neck; and he himself must speak through, saying thus, or to the same defect,-Ladies, or fair ladies, I would wish you, or, I would request you, or, I would entreat you, not to fear, not to tremble: my life for yours. If you think I come hither as a lion, it were pity of my life: no, I am no such thing; I am a man as other men are:-and there, indeed, let him name his name; and tell them plainly, he is Snug the joiner.