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Nay my gallants I will tell you more. The evening came and then our waxed stars Spam kled about the heavenly court of France. When I then young and readiant as the sun G we luster to those lamps, and curling thus My golden foretop stepped into the presence, Where set with other princely dams I found The Countess of Lancalier and her niece Who as I told you cast so fixed and eye On my behaviours talking w that the king: They rose when I came in, and all the lights Burned dim for shame, when I stood up and shined. Yet aimed I not at them, nor seemed to note What grace they did me, but found courtly cause To talk with and accomplished gentleman New come from Italy, in quest of news I spoke Italian with him. Oh rarissime volte cad no nel parlar nostro familiar. Nay gentle Captain do not set me forth I love it not, in truth I love it not. Why 'tis their mother tongue my noble knight But (as I tell you) I seemed not to note The Ladies notes of me, but held my talk, with that Italionate Frenchman, and took time (Still as our conference served) to show my Courtship In the three quarter leg, and settled look, The quick kiss of the top of the forefinger And other such exploits of good Accost; All which the Ladies took into their eyes With such attention that their favours swarm'de About my bosom, in my hat, mine ears, In skarffes about my thighs, upon mine arms Thick on my wrystes, and thicker on my hands, And still the less I sought, the more I found. All this I tell to this notorious end, That you may use your Courtship with less care To your coy mistress S; As when we strike A goodly Sammon, with a little line We do not tug to hale her up by force For then our line wood break, and our hook lost; But let her careless play alongst the stre me As you had left her, and sheele drown her self. And how Like you my Court-counsel galla ̄ ts would No good Captain no. For Emphatical Courtship indeed I can do somewhat. Nay thats too much in sadness Captain. Marry God forbid knight they shood be turned into me; I had rather be turned into them amine honour. Well, well, well, I will hear thee no more, I will hear thee no more, good Captain, Tha'st and excellent wit, and thou shalt have Crowns amine honour, and now knights and Captain, the fool you told me off, do you all know him? Do you Sir Gyles, to him then good knight, & be here with him, and here, and here, and here again; I mean paint him unto us Sir Gyles, paint him lively, live lie now, mygood knightly boy. Very true, From before him he means; forth good Sir Gyl S. A good nea e fool Sir Gyles of mine honour. Passing strange words believe me, The best that ever I herd, grey mercy good knight for thy merry description, Captain, I give thee twenty companies of commendations, never to be casheird. My pretty cast of Merlins, what prophecies with your little maistershippes? Why wags, what news bring you a Gods name. Heavy news? not possible your little bodies cood bring am then, unload those your heavy news I beseech you? Let this unsuitable fool go sir G less, we will make shift without him. Quick or dead let him go sir Giles. what are they my good Now tions? Withal my heart wags, and theirs amends; my hearts, now set your courtship a'the last, a'the tain ters, and prick up your sell es for the Ladies. A worser will not the knights two noble kinseme ̄ be there? Why theres the whole knot of us then, and there shall we know ke up the whole triplicity of your nuptials. With tooth and nail Captain, A my Lord. Do so Sir Gyl S, and withal use means To taint their high bloods with the shaft of Love, Sometime a fingers motion wounds their minds; A jest, a Gesture, or a pretty laugh. A voice, a present, ah, things done ith neck Wound deep, and sure, and let fly your gold And we shall nuptials have hold belly hold. Marry him sweet Lady, to answer his bitter bob. Excellent Courtship of all hands, only my Cap taines Courtship, is not herd yet, good madam give him favour to court you with his voice. I mean with and audible sweet song madam. Well done Captain, prove as it will now. To master Clarence? what is your friend sick? I never knew a man of so sweet a temper So soft and humble, of so high a Spirit. I did so sure. A wonder of mine honour, and withal A worthy precedent for all the world; Heaven bless you for it Lady, and your choice. Captain be not dismayed, I'll marry thee, For while we live, thou shalt y consort be. Why, this is passing fit. Not for a world shood that have been forgotten Captain it is the fashion, take this crown. Sir Cut, I say, to her captain. That's a strange device in deed my Lord. Well said sir Cut, to her now we shall hear fresh courting.
Plot summary
Plot — Sir Giles Goosecap
The widow Eugenia lives in chastity with two virgins, Hippolyta and Penelope. They entertain three foolish would-be suitors to supper: Sir Giles Goosecap, Sir Cuthbert Rudesby, and Captain Foulweather. A page tells the guests that the ladies plan an early morning visit to Barnet the next day, and encourages them to rendezvous there; in fact, it is to be a wild-goose chase. The pages later meet the suitors on their way back, and tell them that the ladies decided not to go after all, asa test of tolerance. Clarence is also in love with Eugenia, and confides this to his best friend, her uncle, Lord Momford. Disturbed to hear of the supper with the knights, Momford visits his niece and tries to press Clarence’s suit. Relatives of Goosecap and Rudesby likewise sing their in-laws’ praises, albeit rather unconvincingly. Momford brings a love-letter from Clarence and tries to get Eugenia to reply; he agrees to take dictation from her, but writes down her refusal with additional phrases which turn it into an acceptance, then signs her name on her behalf. Momford invites the ladies to supper. Eugenia is persuaded to come only on the assurance that Clarence is too ill to be present. The other suitors are also invited. Momford takes his guests on a tour of the house, during which they overhear Clarence discussing Eugenia with his doctor - an ‘accident’ which was planned by Momford all along. Eugenia suspects that he also intends to arrange a more direct encounter with Clarence, so she hides in the one place they will not expect to find her: Clarence’s bedroom. But Clarence is there, and they agree to marry. Momford is delighted that she has accepted his friend without knowing that the young man is also his heir.