Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 23 (rogues, crochet, shakbag, kicked, doister, tidle…). Matches are highlighted.
show the Bounty of your mind Sir, to impart some ten groats or half a Crown to our use, till our abilitle be of growth to return it, and we shall think our self.— Sbloud, fell my Rapier? My Rapier? no Sir: my Rapier is my Guard, my De fence, my Revenue, my Honour: (if you cannot impart be secret I beseech you) and I will maintain
Full speech
This is rare, I have set up my bills without discovery. Troth Signior, nothing but your Rheum; I have been taking and ounce of Tobacco hard by here with a gentleman, and I am come to spit private in Pauls. God save you Sir. Faith Sir, I must now leave you, upon a few Humours and occasions: but when you please Sir. At your service. Fell my Rapier? now God bless me. You asked me, if I would fell my Rapier Sir? Now Lord have mercy upon me. S'lud Sir, what should you behold in my face Sir, that should move you (as they say Sir) to ask me Sir, if I would fell my Rapier? Fell my Rapier? Gods lid: Nay Sir (for mine own partly) as I am a man that has served in causes, or so, so I am not apt to injure any Gentleman in the degree of falling foul, but: fell my Rapier I will tell you Sir, I have served with this foolish Ra pier, where some of us dare not appear in hast, I name no man: but let that pass; Fell my Rapier? Death to my Lungs. This Rapier Sir, has travailed by my side Sir, the best partly of France and the low Country: I have seen Vlishing, Brill, and the Haghe with this Rapier sir, in my Lord of Leisters time: and (by Gods will) he that should offer to disrapier me now, I would.— Look you sir, you presume to be a Gentleman of good sort, and so likewise your friends here, if you have any disposition to travel, for the sighed of service or so, One, two, or all of you, I can lend you letters to diverse Officers and Commanders in the Low Countries, that shall for my cause do you all the good offices that shall pertain or belong to Gentlemen of your— Please you to show the Bounty of your mind Sir, to impart some ten groats or half a Crown to our use, till our abilitle be of growth to return it, and we shall think our self.— Sbloud, fell my Rapier? My Rapier? no Sir: my Rapier is my Guard, my De fence, my Revenue, my Honour: (if you cannot impart be secret I beseech you) and I will maintain it, where there is a grain of dust or a drop of water: (hard is the choice when the valiant must eat their Arms or clem:) Fell my Rapier? no my Dear, I will not be diuor it from thee yet, I have ever found thee true as Steel: and (you cannot impart Sir) God save you Gentlemen: (nevertheless if you havie a fancy to it sir.) No difference: he would have given me sive pound for my Rapier, and I refused it; that's all. No other than you saw sir. Sir, my name is Cavalier Shift: I am known sufficiently in this walk sir. True sir, it pleases the world (as I am her excellent Tabacconist ) to give me the Style of Signior Whiff: as I am a poor Esquire about the town here, they call me Master Ap ple John: variety of good names does well sir. Sir, if I should deny the Scriptures, I were worthy to be banished the middle I'll for ever. I do more than profess sir, and (if you please to be a practioner) I will undertake in one fortnight to bring you, that you shall take it plausibly in any Ordinary, Theatre, or the Tiltyard if needs be; the most popular assembly that is. Yes as soon sir; he shall receive the 1, 2, and 3 Whiff, if it please him, & (upon the receipt) take his horse, drink his three cups of Canary, and expose one at Hounslow, a second at Stanes, and a third at Bagshot. Pardon me sir, I do scorn to serve any man. But in the nature of a fellow, I'll be your follower if you please. I can make this dog take as many whiffs as I list, and he shall retain or e ume them at my pleasure. It comes well, for I had not so much as the least Port ullice of come before. why' 'tis nothing sir, when a man gives his Affections to it. Pardon me my deer Orestes: Causes have their Quid dits, and it's ill jesting with Bell-ropes. You do not mean to ride Gentlemen? Faith I am easily yielding to any good Impressions: Pardon me Countenance, you do me some wrong to make that public, which I imparted to you in private. That's all one; things of Consequence must have their respects, where, how, and to whom. Yes sir, he showed him self a true Clog in the Coherence of that affair sir; for if he had managed matters as they were corroborated to him, it had been better for him by a forty or fifty score of pounds sir, and he himself might have lived (in despite of Fate) to have fed on Woodcocks with the rest: but it was his heavy Fortune's to sink poor Clog, and therefore talk no more of him. I sir, I can satisfy you at more convenient conference: but (for mine own partly) I have now reconciled my self to other courses, and profess a living out of my other qualities. I follow you good Countenance. Troth Countenance, as you please; the Place is a place of good Reputation and Capacity. Why you may go with these Gentlemen now, and see fashions; and after, as you shall see Correspondence. I will meet you Countenance, about three or four of Clock, but, to say to go with you I cannot, for (as I am Ap ple John ) I am to go before the Cockatrice you saw this morning, and therefore pray, present me excused good Countenance. As I live. I am come to the Court to meet with my Countenance Sogliardo: poor men must be glad of such Countenance, when they can get no better. Well, Needs may insult upon a man, but it shall never make him despair of Consequence: The world will say, it's base; tush, base! it's base to live under the earth, not base to live above it, by any means. His Dog sir? he may look his Dog sir; I see none of his Dog sir. Charge me with your Dog sir? I have none of your Dog Sir. Lie sir? 'Sblood you're but a man sir. Pardon me good sir; God is my Judge I never did Robbery in all my life. I (as God shall have partly of my soul Sir) I never robbed any man I; never stood by the high way side sir, but only said so, because I would get my self a name & be counted a tall ma ̄ .
Plot summary
Plot — Every Man Out of His Humor
Cordatus and Mitis are brought by Asper to watch a satirical play, in which he is to be an actor, playing malicious Macilente. They keep up a running commentary between, and sometimes during, the scenes. Each character in the play has a ‘humour’ or obsession to be purged. Sogliardo wants to be a gentleman: he takes instruction from Carlo Buffone and purchases himself a coat of arms; he is eventually used to humiliate the conceited court lady Saviolina by showing that she cannot tell true gentility from false. The farmer Sordido is hoarding grain, and resists a court order to sell it because he is gambling on the price going up after a bad harvest; when this does not happen, he tries to hang himself, and repents on hearing the comments of the rustics who cut him down. Puntarvolo plays chivalric wooing games of mock- adultery with his wife, and plans to travel to Constantinople with his wife and dog, venturing money on their safe return; but he loses the inclination when Macilente poisons the dog. Fungoso tries to imitate the courtier Brisk’s fashionable suit, but is continually frustrated because Brisk keeps changing his clothes. The uxorious Deliro seeks advice on how best to please his contrary wife, Fungoso’s sister. Shift, wanting to be known for a machismo he doesn’t really have, represents himself as a robber, but the threat of hanging forces him to admit the truth. Carlo Buffone has a humour of talking: at a tavern, he performs a comic dialogue between two cups, playing both parts himself, and Puntarvolo seals his mouth with wax. The affray brings the Constable, who is minded to arrest them all but is content tv take only Brisk. Fungoso, penniless from his clothing purchases, is left to pay the tavern bill, and has to be rescued by bis brother-in-law, who also calls in the mortgage on ===== PAGE 162 ===== Brisk’s lands; the courtier is left in prison for debts totalling £13,000, curing him of his humour. Macilente is purged of his malign humour by the sight of the Queen.