Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

SPARK

in The Fleer — Sharpham, Edward

Metadata

PlayThe Fleer
AuthorSharpham, Edward
Year (catalogued)1607
First performance1606
Decade1600s
GenreComedy
Play typeBoys Professional
CompanyChildren of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Speech prefix(es)Spar. | Sp. | Spar, | Sp: | Sp, | Sp; | Spa. | Spa, | Spar:
Words1131
Characters5884
Typicality0.22 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA12078
BritDrama no.1495
ClusterCluster 11 — Tosspots & tavern railers

Important excerpts

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Full speech

Faith Ladies, youth and beauty always be your handmaidens. Nay signeur, I have no face to speak, now you have abused her in your own Element: if it had been in any thing but Tobacco, I would have done my best. There was a poor mercenary woman damned because she forsook her Trade, and turned Puri taken. There was a Lady damned because she never painted: a Puritane for saying Grace without turning up the white of his eyes: A Tailer for never would ving scabby fingers: A Vintner for making great two pennie-woorths of Sugar. But there was a Inns of Court man damned, and I was sorry for him. There were none of your great Lawyers as your Sergeants, and Benchers, for they take counsel of too many good Angels to come there: but your young puny Lawyers, they were in swarms Like Gnats in Summer. Ladies we are come to make a Gentleman of your ac quaintance here. But since, it hath imbellisht his good parts, perfec ted his ill parts, and made his secret actions correspon dent to his outward wisdom, as you may well perceive. Now Lady, what drugs of wit has this Apothecary of Tobacco sold you? By the divine smoke of Tobacco signeur, you have shamed us all. Why, prove signeur, you can but try, weel all speak for you. Why Signior, I hope you wonnot swagger? Nothing else? Shall I prefer thee? Nai't shall be to a couple of Gentlewomen of thine own Country. I. Why thou shalt serve but one, yet take thy choice of both. Whats thy name? Fair Ladies yowl excuse us. Save you Gentles. Faith I have been with two Gentlewomen, in whose company thou first sawest us, and there the Knight, Sir John Have-little is so in love with the younger, as a knows not whither a should rejoice, she had so much beauty: or la meant, because he is Like to enjoy none on't. We are even ready for your two Ladies Signeur; Madam, the love that I may give you, fully do in joy, but I have sworn with other love then as a Brother does a sister never to love any. No, Ladies our occasions calls us hence, and I am sorry we must leave you. But come Signior, how will you woe her? And what fees hast thou out of their trade? Faith I, poor Signior, I see the Springle of her beau tie hath already caught the Woodcock of his affections. Me thought was long, as long as a suit hangs here in the Law ere it be ended. Faith I saw the four sons of Aymon, and they were Porters ever since there was a company made of am. Yes, I saw a Citizen damned for refusing a de sperate debt, because was tendered him on a Sabbath. Alas man they seldom converse with a good Angel scarce once in a whole Michaelmas Term, and if a come a stays not long with am to feed these souls, for they are feign to send am away Straight to pay for the feeding of their Horses, there was a Chamber maid damned for keeping her virginity till she was mar ryed, and there were many Soldiers damned for saying their prayers when they were drunk. His name is Sig. Petoune a Traveller and a great To baconist. Look, look, this fellow is Like your upright shoo, he will serve either foot. Why, how now signeur, what says the Lady will she love thee man? Well thank her for't: And you are sorry for't signeur, are you not? Forgive him good Lady, pray forgive him, To this you swear. Come Signior, you have kneeled to a fair end, to get you a Mistress, and here you have for sworn her. Adieu Signior. Who dost serve? What dost want? Whats thy profession? A Courtier! come Gentlemen, I Like this fellow so well that isle prefer him strait. Why a should his soul to the Devillman, for the vel vet that lines his cloak. I have no reason Lady. That with a number oft hath bought. Come Gentlemen will you be going? How now Fleire? Why are you enemies? Why didst not strike him again? Why her Ancient? Because thy Ladies live Like the Beadles of Bride well. By the sins of the people. I tell thee I was in hell. As broad as the space between two lines in a Chaun cerie bill. Oh the devils are excellent companions, theile drink your Dutch captains, or Court Ladies sponges. Alas for a small fault. Why, for her cold comfort, she gave it thee to cool the heat of thy nose man? What? Nay, a deals with him, as a does with his Tailor, goes upon trust and means to pay them both at the latter day. Yes, one of them asked if he were a celestriall or a ter restrial Knight, & he very ignorant lie asked what Knights they were? your terrestrial Knight quoth she, is of a gross element, and lives upon lands of his own, but your ce lestrial Knight, he lives by the Heir, that is, by his elder Brother. He it was, was Knighted, when so few escaped the sword, and he it is that now lives by the sword. Faith as some Courtiers do, laugh at that he did not understand, and swore and oath or two of the new fashion, as, by my conscience Lady you have a very good spirit, & so after two or three Court compliments, beseeched the Ladies retain him still in their good graces, kissed his hand and went his way. What's that? Oh signor, condemn not all for some, indeed I must confess there have been Ladies at executions. A forked tree, why what tree dost thou think she would have made? But Fleire, how does the Gentleman Usher live with thy Ladies? How a penny a sheet? Come, a shall go, for there will be his Mistress Madam Fromaga. Oh I, the Devils are but our Apes man. What art? Sure Ladies I must needs say the instinct of this herb hath wrought in this Gentleman such a divine influence of good words, excel ̄ to discourse, admirable invention, inco ̄ parable wit: why I tell ye, when he talks, wisdom stands a mile off and dares not come near him, for fear a should shame her: but before a did use this Tobacco, a was the ar rantst Woodcock that ever I saw. Hayda, this is Like a Lawyers Study in the latter end of a Term, one's no sooner thrung'd out, but another's thrust in, you're welcome sir. Theile take it unkindly else. For having always money in his purse.

Plot summary

Plot — The Fleer
Before the start of the action, Piso deposed Antifront, whose daughters thereupon fled from Florence. Antifront now travels in search of his missing children. He arrives in London under the alias Fleer, and meets some gentlemen. One of them, Spark, gets him a job with two of his countrywomen, a pair of Florentine courtesans working in London. Antifront is dismayed to discover that they are his missing daughters. Two sisters, Susan and Nan, are interested in Spark and his friend Ruffle, who are among the courtesans’ many clients. They dress up as boys and try to get the gentlemen to employ them as pages; Spark and Ruffle refuse, and the ‘pages’ end up working for two other clients, Sir John Havelittle and Piso junior, the son of the Florentine usurper. ‘Fleer’ wants to engineer a marriage for his daughters, selecting Havelittle and Piso as the eligible bachelors. The daughters prefer Spark and Ruffle, but are refused; taking offence, they ask Piso and Havelittle to kill the gentlemen, and suggest poison as the safest method. The plot is overheard by ‘Fleer’ and the ‘pages’. ‘Fleer’ gets himself another job looking after an apothecary’s shop, and sells Piso and Havelittle a poison which is really a sleeping potion. Spark and Ruffle dine with Piso and Havelittle and apparently die. The hosts are at once arrested on suspicion of poisoning and are committed for trial. Fleer is sent on an errand to the senior judge, who is unable to attend through illness, and sends word back for the other two judges to proceed without him. Given a ring to authenticate the message, Fleer instead uses it to get himself deputized as the third judge. He produces a letter which establishes that the guilt extends to the daughters as well as the poisoners, and all four are sentenced to death. News arrives that Piso’s father has died, making him the new Duke of Florence; but-he tells the Florentines to recall the deposed Antifront instead, and offers to make amends for his father’s treason by marrying Antifront’s elder daughter. Antifront reveals his identity and says Piso can do just 1606 that; his younger daughter will marry Havelittle. He produces the murder victims, still alive, and bestows them on Nan and Susan.