The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 170 pages of information about The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher.

The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 170 pages of information about The Works of Francis Beaumont and John Fletcher.

And. Of Pigs and Geese, Sir, and Turkeys, for the spit.  The Cooks are angry Sirs, and that makes up the medley.

Char. Do they thus at every Dinner?  I ne’re mark’d them yet, nor know who is a Cook.

And. They’re sometimes sober, and then they beat as gently as a Tabor.

Char. What loads are these?

And. Meat, meat, Sir, for the Kitchen, and stinking Fowls the Tenants have sent in; they’ll ne’r be found out at a general eating; and there’s fat Venison, Sir.

Char. What’s that?

And. Why Deer, those that men fatten for their private pleasures, and let their Tenants starve upon the Commons.

Char. I’ve read of Deer, but yet I ne’er eat any.

And. There’s a Fishmongers Boy with Caviar, Sir, Anchoves, and Potargo, to make ye drink.

Char. Sure these are modern, very modern meats, for I understand ’em not.

And. No more does any man from Caca merda, or a substance worse, till they be greas’d with Oyl, and rubb’d with Onions, and then flung out of doors, they are rare Sallads.

Char. And why is all this, prethee tell me, Andrew? are there any Princes to dine here to day? by this abundance sure there should be Princes; I’ve read of entertainment for the gods at half this charge; will not six Dishes serve ’em?  I never had but one, and that a small one.

And.Your Brother’s marri’d this day; he’s marri’d your younger Brother Eustace.

Char. What of that?

And. And all the Friends about are bidden hither; there’s not a Dog that knows the house, but comes too.

Char. Marri’d! to whom?

And. Why to a dainty Gentlewoman, young, sweet, and modest.

Char. Are there modest women? how do they look?

And. O you’ll bless yourself to see them.  He parts with’s Books, he ne’er did so before yet.

Char. What does my Father for ’em?

And. Gives all his Land, and makes your Brother heir.

Char. Must I have nothing?

And. Yes, you must study still, and he’ll maintain you.

Char. I am his eldest Brother.

And. True, you were so; but he has leap’d o’er your shoulders, Sir.

Char. ’Tis well; he’ll not inherit my understanding too?

And. I think not; he’ll scarce find Tenants to let it out to.

Char. Hark! hark!

And. The Coach that brings the fair Lady.

Enter Lewis, Angellina, Ladies, Notary, &c.

And. Now you may see her.

Char. Sure this should be modest, but I do not truly know what women make of it, Andrew; she has a face looks like a story, the story of the Heavens looks very like her.

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