The history of Antonio and Mellida. The first part. As it hath beene sundry times acted, by the children of Paules. Written by I.M.
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- The history of Antonio and Mellida. The first part. As it hath beene sundry times acted, by the children of Paules. Written by I.M.
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- Marston, John, 1575?-1634.
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Piero Sforza, to the Italian Princes, fortune.
EXCELLENT, the iust ouerthrowe, Andrugio tooke in the Venetian gulfe, hath so assured the Geno∣waies of the iustice of his cause, and the hatefulnesse of his person, that they haue banisht him and all his family: and, for confirmation of their peace with vs, haue vowed, that if he, or his sonne, can be attached, to send vs both their heads. Wee therefore, by force of our vnited league, forbid you to harbour him, or his blood: but if you apprehend his person, we intreat you to send him, or his head, to vs. For wee vowe by the honour of our blood, to recompence any man that bringeth his head, with twentie thousand double Pistolets, and the indeering to our choysest loue.
From Venice: PIERO SFORZA.
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I saw no sunne to day.
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Fut, what trebble minikin squeaks there, ha? good? very good, very very good?
Now thou hast seene the Court; by the perfec∣ction of it, dost not enuie it?
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O, you spoyle my ruffe, vnset my haire; good away.
Item for strait canuas, thirteene pence, halfe penny. Item for an elle and a halfe of taffata to couer your olde canuas dubblet, foureteen shillings, & three pence. S'light, this a tailors bill.
But tis not crost, I am sure of that. Lord haue mercie on him, his credit hath giuen vp the last gaspe. Faith ile leaue him; for hee lookes as melancholy as a wench the first night she
Honest musk-cod, twill not be so stitched toge∣ther; take that, and that, and belie no Ladies loue: sweare no more by Iesu: this Madam, that Ladie; hence goe, forsweare the presence, trauaile three years
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to bury this bastinado: auoide, puffe paste, auoide.
And tell not my Ladie mother. Well, as I am true gentleman, if she had not wild me on her blessing, not to spoyle my face; if I could not finde in my heart to fight, would I might nere eate a Potatoe pye more.
More foole, more rare fooles! O, for time and place, long enough, and large enough, to acte these fooles! Here might be made a rare Scene of folly, if the plat could beare it.
By the suger-candy sky, holde vp the glasse higher, that I may see to sweare in fashion. O, one loofe more would ha made them shine; gods neakes, they would haue shone like my mystresse browe. Euen so the Duke frownes for all this Cursond world: oh that gerne kils, it kils. By my golden What's the richest thing about me?
Your teeth.
By my golden teeth, hold vp; that I may put in: hold vp, I say, that I may see to put on my gloues.
O, delicious sweet cheekt master, if you discharge but one glance from the leuell of that set face: O, you will strike a wench; youle make any wench loue you.
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By Iesu, I think I am as elegant a Courtier, as How lik'st thou my suite?
All, beyond all, no peregal: you are wondred at, for an asse.
Well, Dildo, no christen creature shall knowe hereafter, what I will doe for thee heretofore.
Here wants a little white, Flauia.
I, but master, you haue one little falt; you sleepe open mouth'd.
Pewe, thou iestst. In good sadnesse, Ile haue a looking glasse nail'd to the the testarn of the bed, that I may see when I sleep, whether tis so, or not; take heed you lye not: goe to, take heede you lie not.
By my troth, you looke as like the princesse, now I, but her lip is lip is a little redder, a very little redder: but by the helpe of Art, or Nature, ere I chāge my perewigge, mine shall be as red.
O, I, that face, that eye, that smile, that writhing of your bodie, that wanton dandling of your fan, becoms prethely, so sweethly, tis euen the goodest Ladie that breathes, the most amiable Faith the fringe of your sattin peticote is ript. Good faith madam, they say you are the most bounteous Lady to your women, that euer O most delitious beautie! Good Madam let me kith it.
Rare sport, rare sport! A female foole, and a fe∣male flatterer▪
Bodie a mee, the Duke: away the glasse.
Take vp your paper, Rossaline.
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Not mine, my Lord.
Not yours, my Ladie? Ile see what tis.
And how does my sweete mistresse? O Ladie deare, euen as tis an olde say, Tis an old horse can nei∣ther wighy, nor wagge his taile: euen so doe I holde my set face still: euen so, tis a bad courtier that can nei∣ther discourse, nor blow his nose.
Meet me at Abrahams, the Iewes, where I bought my Amazons disguise. A shippe lies in the port, ready bound for England; make haste, come priuate.
Antonio, Forobosco, Alberto, Feliche, Castilio, Balurdo? run, keepe the Palace, post to the ports, goe to my daugh∣ters chamber: whether now? scud to the Iewes, stay, runne to the gates, stop the gundolets, let none passe the marsh, doe all at once. Antonio? his head, his head. Keep you the Court, the rest stand still, or runne, or goe, or shoute, or search, or scud, or call, or hang, or doe doe doe, su su su, somthing: I know not who who who, what I do do do, nor who who who, where I am.
O trista traditriche, rea, ribalda fortuna, Negando mi vindetta mi causa fera morte,Ha ha ha. I could breake my splene at his im∣patience.
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Lord blesse vs: his breath is more fearefull then a Sergeants voice, when he cries; I arrest.
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Vp on his shoulders, that's the fittest place for it. If it be not as fit as if it were made for them; say, Ba∣lurdo, thou art a sot, an asse.
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Faith sir, I haue the richest Tobacco in the court for you; I would be glad to make you satisfaction, if I haue wronged you. I would not the Sun should set v∣pon your anger; giue me your hand.
Content faith, so thou'lt breede no more such lies. I hate not man, but mans lewd qualities.