Bid my sub-sizar carry my hackney to the buttery; / and give him his beaver Book says "bever," but then refers to beast. You may want to check -SH; it is a civil / and
sober beast, and will drink moderately, and that done turn him into the quadrangle.
By Charles,
in The Elder Brother (1.2.88-91),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
Good brother Brisac, does your young courtier, that wears the fine clothes, and is the excellent gentleman, the traveller, the soldier, as you think too, understand any other power than his tailor? Or knows what motion is, more than an horse-race? / what the moon
means, but to light him home from taverns? / or the comfort of the sun is, but to wear slash'd
clothes in. / and must this piece of ignorance be popped up, because it can kiss the hand, and cry sweet lady?
By Miramont,
in The Elder Brother (2.1.68-72),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
Thou monstrous piece of ignorance in office! / thou that hast no more knowledge than thy clerk infuses;/ thy dapper clerk, larded with ends of Latin, / and he no more than custom of offences; /
Thou unreprievable dunce! that thy formal bandstrings, / thy ring nor pomander can expiate for. / I'll
pose thy worship / in thine own library an almanac.
By Miramont,
in The Elder Brother (2.1.102-109),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 85v
Ask 'em any thing | out of [the] element of their understanding ,| and they stand gaping like a roasted pig. | Do they know any thing but a tired hackney?| And they 'Absurd!' as the horse understand 'em
By Cowsy,
in The Elder Brother (2.2.16-22),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
Beauty clear and fair ;| where [the] air | rather like a sfume dwells; | where [the] violet and [the] rose| their blue veins in blush disclose | and come to honour nothing else. | Where to live near ,| and planted there,| is to live and still live new;| where to gain a favour is | more than life, perpetual bliss, | make me live by serving you.|| Dear, again back re- call, | to this light, | A Stronger to himself and all: | both [the] wonder and [the] story | shall be yours, and eke [the] glory | I am your servant and [your] thrall.
By Charles,
in The Elder Brother (3.5.77-94),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
We'll live together like two wanton vines,| circling or souls and loves in one another; | We'll spring together, and We'll bear one fruit,| one joy shall make us smile, and one grief mourn, | one age go [with] us, and one hour of death| shall shut our eyes, and one grave make us happy.
By Charles,
in The Elder Brother (3.5.171-176),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r
you have no souls, no mettle in your bloods, no heat to stir ye when ye have occasion ,| frozen dull things [that] must be / turned [with] levers, | Are you the courtiers, and the travell'd gallants, The sprightly fellows, that the people talk of? Ye have no more spirit than three sleepy sops
By Brisac,
in The Elder Brother (4.1.4-9),
Francis Beaumont
in British Library Additional MS 22608, f. 86r