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Humour wit Satire of the Seventeenth Century 98

Humour wit Satire of the Seventeenth Century 98



At which words a grave man of the towne being much moved, said, My
friend, you have spoken little better than treason, for it is the
Queene's _Ape_, and therefore beware what you say; you say true, said
master Mayor, I muse who bad that saucy fellow come into our Company,
I pray thee, my friend, depart; I thinke you long to have us all
hanged. So in briefe hee was put out of the doores, for they were no
company for him. Well now, what is to bee done in this matter? Marry
(said another Senior) wee see by the Brooch in the mans hat that hee
is the Queenes man, and who knowes what power a knave may have in the
Court, to doe poore men wrong in the Country, let us goe and see the
_Ape_, it is but two pence a peece, and no doubt but it will be well
taken, and if it come to the Queenes eare, shee will thinke us kinde
people that would shew so much duty to her _Ape_, what may shee thinke
wee would doe to her Beares if they came hither? besides, it is above
200 miles to _London_, and if wee should bee complained on and fetched
up with Pursinants,[F. 249] whereas now every man may escape for his
two pence, Ile warrant it would cost us ten groats a peece at the
least. This counsell passed currant, and all the whole drove of the
townsmen, with wives and children, went to see the _Ape_, who was
sitting on a table with a chaine about his necke, to whom, master
Mayor (because it was the Queenes _Ape_) put off his hat, and made
a leg, but _Jacke_ let him passe unregarded. But mistris Mayoresse
comming next in her cleane linnen, held her hands before her belly,
and like a woman of good breeding, made a low curtsie, whilest
Jacke, (still Court-like) although (he) respected not the man, yet
to expresse his courtesie to his wife, hee put forth his paw towardes
her, and made a mouth, which the woman perceiving, said, Husband,
I doe think in my Conscience that the Queenes _Ape_ doth mock mee:
whereat Jacke made another mouth at her, which master Mayor espying,
was very angry, saying, Sirrah, thou _Ape_, I doe see thy saucinesse,
and if the rest of the courtiers have no more manners than thou hast
then they have all bin better fed than taught: and I will make thee
know before thou goest from hence, that this woman is my wife, an
ancient woman, and a midwife, and one that might bee thy mother for
age.
 
In this rage master Mayor went to the Inne doore, where _Jack an Apes_
tutor was gathering of money, to whom hee said, Sir, doe you allow
your _Ape_ to abuse my Wife? No sir, quoth the other, not by any
meanes; truly, said the Mayor, there is witnesse enough within that
have seene him make mops and mowes at her, as if shee were not worthy
to wipe his shooes, and I will not so put it up. _Jack's_ tutor
replyed, Sir, I will presently give him condigne punishment; and
straight hee tooke his Flanders blade, his Whip, and holdinge his
_Ape_ by the chaine, hee gave him halfe a dozen jerks, which made his
teeth daunce in his head like so many Virginal Jackes:[F. 250] Which
master Mayor perceiving, ranne to him, and held his hands, saying,
enough, enough, good Sir, you have done like a Gentleman, let mee
intreat you not to give correction in your wrath; and I pray you and
your _Ape_ after the Play is done, to come to my house and sup with
mee and my wife.
 
[Footnote 248: Or all four of them. A corruption of murnival
or mournival. The "Compleat Gamester" says, "A _Mournival_ is
either all the aces, the four kings, queens or knaves, and a
_gleck_ is three of any of the aforesaid."]
 
[Footnote 249: Pursuivants]
 
[Footnote 250: A jack was usually made of pear tree, and
rested on the back end of the key lever. It had a movable
tongue of holly working in a centre and kept in its place by
a bristle spring. A thorn or spike of crow quill projects at
right angles from the tongue. On the key being depressed,
the jack is forced upwards, and the quill is brought to the
string, which it twangs in passing. Queen Elizabeth's virginal
has fifty jacks and quills.]
 
 
[17.] King James keeping his Court at _Theobalds_,[F. 251] in a time
of some contagion, divers Constables with their watchmen were set
at several places to hinder the concourse of people from flocking
thither, without some necessary occasion: Amongst others, one
Gentleman (being somewhat in the Garb of a Serving man) was examined
what Lord he belonged unto? To which he readily replyed, _To the Lord
Jehovah_: which words being beyond the Constables understanding, he
asked his Watchmen, if they knew any such Lord? They replyed No--:
However the Constable being unwilling to give distast, said, Well,
let him pass, notwithstanding; _I believe it is some Scottish Lord or
other_.
 
[Footnote 251: Is in the parish of Cheshunt, co. Hertford.
Was originally the seat of Lord Burleigh, whom Elizabeth
frequently visited. It was used as a hunting lodge by James
I., and Charles I. often resided there. William III. gave it
to his friend Bentinck, Earl of Portland. In 1765 the remains
of the old palace were pulled down, and the new mansion is now
the seat of Sir Henry Meux, Bart.]
 
 
[26.] A Gentleman having drank very hard at the Kings Head Tavern,
came Reeling out up _Chancery Lane_, and chanced to Reel within the
Rails of the Pump, and kept his motion round so long that he was
tired; whereupon, leaning on the Rail he askt one that passed by,
where he was; he told him over against the _Chancery_. I thought so
(says he) and thats the Reason I think I shall never get out of this
place.
 
 
[94.] A Welchman that had one of his own Countrey men waiting upon
him, went to see a Comedy, and drawing out a Purse of gold and silver
at the door, was espied by a Cut purse and dog'd, who seated himself
close by him, his servant having all this while a careful eye towards
his Master, and jealous of the Cut purse, so that whilest his Master
was minding his sport, the Cheater got all his gold and silver out
of his pocket, and was about to be gone. The little Welchman's blood
rising at it, presently drew out his knife, and cut off his ear, which
made the fellow startle, and troubled with the smart thereof, ask't
what he meant by it? To whom the Welchman replied, shewing him his ear
in his hand, No great harm friend, onely give hur Master hur purse,
and I will give hur hur ear.
 
 
[105.] _Scogin_ waxing sicker and sicker, his friends advertised him
to make his Testament, and to shew where he would lye after hee was
dead: Friends, said _Scogin_, when I came into this World, I brought
nothing with me, and when I shall depart out of this world, I shall
take nothing away but a sheet; take you the sheet, and let mee have
the beginning againe naked. And if you cannot doe this for me, I pray
you that I may be buried at the East side of Westminster, under one
of the spouts of the leads, for I have ever loved good drinke all the
dayes of my life, and there was he buried.
 
When the extreame pangs of death came upon _Scogin_, the holy Candle
was put in his hand to blesse himselfe. When _Scogin_ had done so, in
surrendring thankes to God, hee said, Now the proverbe is fulfilled,
that he that worst may shall hold the Candle, for ever the weakest is
thrust to the wall.
 
 
_On the syllable_ Con.
 
[17.] Dogs concurr, Steeples conspire, wheels converse, Lawyers
contend, and Nurses can tend too, Foxes consent, Minors condescend,
Women conceive, Apple mongers consider, Millstones contrive, Prisoners
congeal, Rope makers concord, Scriveners condition, Faggotters
combine, Jaylors confine, Sick men consume, Drums convene, and Scolds
can vex, Commanders conduct, great Officers controul, Ducks can
dive, Mourners condole, Clouds condense, great Schollars convince,
Parishioners Congregate, Country Shoemakers contribute, viz Countrey
boot, Gamesters are concise which does not much Conduce to their
winning, grave Counsellors conceal, Cardinals conclave, School boys
construe, Countrey fellows conjoble,[F. 252] Judges condemn, Friars
confess, Jesuites confute, and Friends conferr together. Politicians
consult, Blind men connive, and Cutlers connive too. Proud men
contemn, Disputants contest together, Landlords confirm, and their
Tenants can farm any thing they let out; Bells convoke, that is call
Vokes together, Smiths contaminate, defile, that is do file, and I,
like an Epilogue _conclude_.
 
FINIS.
 
[Footnote 252: From _con_, together, and _jobbernol_, head. To
concert, to settle, to discuss.]
 
 
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