English drama -- Early modern and Elizabethan, 1500-1600
_Cou_. That has startled him: I doubt this fellow does but counterfeit.
_Un_. What thinke you of the Dromedary that was to be seene at the back
side[258] of the _Bell_.
_En_. I have seene a stranger beast.
_Cap_. So have I; I have seene you before now, sir.
_En_. Why then, ile tell you: the strangest beast that ever I saw was an
Ostridge that eate up the Iron mynes. But now you talke of birds I saw
an Elephant beat a Taylor in the fenceing schoole at his owne weapon.
_Tho_. The _Spanish_ needle?
_En_. He did out eat him in bread, and that was miraculous. I have seene
a Catamountaine[259] once; but all was nothing to the wench that turnd
round and thred needles.
_Cou_. Troth, sir, I thinke you have turnd round, too, and are not
setled yet.
_En_. Now you talke of setling I knew a gentleman, that was borne to a
good fortune, sold all his land, went to sea in a _Hollander_, was taken
by the _Dunkirke_; at seaven yeares end stole away in an _English_
botome; after that saw both the _Indies_; for all this was taken by a
_Turks_ man of warre, put into the Gallies, and for ought I heare by
credible report is not setled yet.
_Tho_. Sure he is a great scholler; a man cannot understand him.
_Un_. His braines are out of tune.
_En_. Now you talke of Musick theres no man in the world loves musick
better then I,--ile give you the reason: I have been deafe almost this
halfe yeare, and it came with a cold sitting up a primero.
_Co_. Now you talke of the cold it puts me in mind of the new device of
fire for brewing and bakeing. Had you no hand in the project?
_Cap_. Againe hees startled: come, he shall to taverne with us and
confess all. If he do not strip his soule stark naked to us, say I am no
fortune teller.--Please you to honour our society: we are going to
indulge at the taverne hard by.
_En_. You shall comand me, sir. Oh the Neats tongues and partargoes that
I have eaten at Stillyard, but of all things in the world I do not love
a black catt: next a brewers cart, there's nothing will stay a man so
much in the night as a Constables. One word before you go, and I beseech
you give me your opinion cleerely: was not the _Morocco_ Ambasadour a
very fine gentleman for a pagan?
_Cap_. Yes, surely, and the lead mines in _Darbishire_ hold still for
the Allom businesses. But come; will you walke, Sir?
_En_. I do use to goe a foote sometymes but when I ride; and then I must
confesse there is no striving with the streame. You were in _London_
lately: they say the people are more affected to beare baiting then in
former tyme.
_Cap_. There are some a late are drawne like beares to the stake; but
for your owne part the gout and the grand pox are all one to you. What
price beare[s] meat in the shambles?
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