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Mercurie. Raph she (ball trouble none of vs; Ile charme her
fast a sleepe.
Queene Guiniuers shooes to morrow.
Now you haue made my wife mad, what sbal become of me?
Attire that for a prophets sute Chal stand thee in good stead;
A prophet thou must be and leaue thy worke a while.
What are you, I pray?
But heare ye, God Markedy, bauo you retoritie
And, when ye set him a worke, giue him nothing for his labor ?
Ile please thee well, I prethee, Raph, sit downe.
He carmes him with his rod asleepe.
that wontst to croe by day,
the crauen Cockes didst fill and slay;
and make thy fethers gay,
Thall slilie thee betray
shall carrie her away.
this Countrey to decay.
“) Original: Mar.
2) Das Exemplar des Britischen Museums enthält den Druckfehler Gods statt odds, wie die anderen Exemplare richtig vermerken.
thou shalt the better learne: When thou shalt onelie letters fiue
within one name discerne,
which vowels if thou scan,
*B Then call to minde this prophecie,
for thats the bastards name;
and win thy wonted fame.
for I haue (lept foundly;
that bad chaunted my wife mad for good cause why.
that marlously did frowne,
readie to throw it downe.
walking like honest men verie craftely
to thriue in the world by honestie.
that lowd bellowing did make,
and so fodainly did wake.
Against the Persian and the Aliau Powers:
The cole-blacke Moore, that reuels in the Straights,
That liue disgracde, and haue deserued honor.
Sateros. Vnto the Gods and Prince doo Couldiers honor,
And wert thou one of these, I would adore thee.
Countrey G. Haile to Contents diuinest exelence!
Scholler. But if ye knew his name wer Olygoros, which lignifieth
Contempt, you would not mistake him and name him Content.
Courtier. Being a soldier, his companie is fit for anie honest gen-
Raph. Sir: what lir, or what stir haue we here? Why ye proud
Pagans and Panem noftrums, thinke ye no better of a Prophet
blundring God of the thundring warre, to Mars, to Maua aua a
ua ars: twill come nere your nose, little God; I can tell ye. Contempt. Well, hold thy peace of that, and let vs hear these Gen
tlemen dispute. Raph. Will they spout? whereon ? Contempt. He of the Court, the other of the Countrey, this of
Bookes, that of Battels. Raph. And I of Prophesie. Contempt. No, thou and I will sit still and giue our iudgements of“)
this controuersie. Raph. Well, Content, but Ile speake my minde when I list,
thats flat. Contempt. Sit downe then, Gentlemen, when you please, begin. Emnius. First I am a Courtier, daily in my Prince's eye: which
one good of it felfe alone is able to make my Estate aboue all other happy. By it I get wealth, fauor, credit, countenance: on me attend suters, praying, paying and promising more, than either sometimes they are able to performe, or I at most times ex
pect. Raph. Thats true; for I was a luter three yere vnto ye for men
ding your pantables, and I was promist more than I could euer
get, or did euer looke for. Emnius. At the entertainment of strangers, who but the Cour
tier is in braue account? or to the heauenly fellowship of diuineest beautie and sweete confort of louely Ladies, who but the Courtier is called? while the Scholler sits all day inuenting syllogismes, the Countrey Gentleman plodding among poore hinds, and this bare fouldier here carrowling among his prating com
panions. Souldier. Why, a souldier of a desert (as with no other do I con
fort) can be no lesse than a Gentleman, and some Courtiers are scarce so much. Desert, I denie not, is oft preferd, but oftner flattrie. Because I am homely clad, you hold me dishonorable: but in this plaine sute haue I been, where you dare not with all your
filkes. Emnius. Why, I haue been, where thou darest not come. 80 Souldier.
I, thats in the Mercers booke, where I will not come. Raph. A word with ye Mas, souldier. Souldier. Now, lir. Raph. Tis, 'cause the Mercer will not trust ye: for he knowes ]his
booke is as good as a sconce for ye; youle neuer out, till you bee torne or fired out.
) Original: indgemeets.
Souldier. How ere despised, yet am I a Gentleman, and in the
conflict of Arbaces, Generall of Persia at Marathon, I rescued
of these Gentlemen.
ling away his Hen.
King; my Tenaunts (as valsailes) are at my will commaunded:
Tonnes and felues are at my commaund.
O iure, quaque iniurial
Harke ye, mas Scholler, barke ye!
The time shall come, not long before the doome,
Goe too, scholler, theres a learning for your knacke.
them to forfets, force them to what I please. If I build, they bee
looke they are content to endure any trauell. 120 Raph.
But for all this ill and wrong
“) Original: heaun.