Selected quad for the lemma: book_n
Text snippets containing the quad
|
ID |
Title |
Author |
Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication) |
STC |
Words |
Pages |
|
A25360
|
The copie of a barons court newly translated by whats-you-call-him, clerk to the same.
|
Anderson, Patrick, 1575-1624.
|
1680
(1680)
|
Wing A3099; ESTC R27647
|
7,268
|
15
|
THE COPIE OF A BARONS COURT Newly translated by WHATS-YOV-CALL-HIM Clerk to the same Printed at Helicon beside Parnassus and are to be sold in CALEDONIA ADVERTISEMENT THE Publisher of the following Poem is credibly inform'd that the Author thereof was the learned and facetious Mr. Patrick Anderson Dr. of Medecine Who besides his other Works both Historical and Physical wrote a Book in latine 8 vo printed Edinb 1635. intituled Grana Angelica concerning the Nature and Use of these famous Pills which are now commonly sold by the Name of Anderson's Pills BARON BAILY OFFICER * Bail GOD save your worship * Bar. Welcom Baily How Does Kate my Aunt and Will my God-son do What News abroad How sells the Bear I pray * Bail The Prices rises ev'ry Market Day * Bar. Good News y faith Come Sirra fill some Ale * Offic. He loves the Tongue that tells him such a Tale. * Bar. Good Baillie pull him home It 's white I think You are not dry or loves not well our Drink * Bail O Sir it 's strong * Bar. And yet our Browster says It is a fault comportable always And this I think my self For now I see Wine is a Stranger unto each Degree * Off. And long may it be so For We could want it * Bail You speak the Truth I think the Laird will grant it But O! the tender Stomachs are opprest With Cruditys and Mine among the rest * Bar. Drink Aquavitae Baily that 's no fault The Sp'rit of Drink is now confin'd in Malt. As for my self I can as well be merry With the Bear-Pickle as the Spanish Berry * Bail But let me interrupt your Worship Why Did Iack your Foot Man call me hastily * Bar. Some Disappointments makes me male-content I cannot live and live not on my â—ent My Court and Jurisdiction is as free As any not exceeding my Degree And you Sir Bailly know that I can do it My old Infestments lead me justly to it * Bail Not to offend your Worship in Effect I dare be bold it is your own Neglect Your Predecessors of good Memory Did manage Maters with Audacity Your Power Sir is not a whit abreg'd Nor yet was theirs more amply priveleg'd * Bar. You 're right indeed And I forsooth resent it And possibly shall make some to repent it * Bail Sir Hold a COVRT that we may clearly see Th'alledg'd Abuses of the Barony Go Officer and warn the Tenents in And where VVe ended let Us now begin If with your VVorships Pleasure it could rest To countenance the Court your self 't were best * Bar. Go to Sir Baily for I must confess You are sufficient for the Bussiness I 'le to the Hunting Hey Dogs Hey Dogs Hey Great pity were to losse so brave a Day BAILY CHAMBERLAIN CLERK †Ch. GOod morrow Baily †Bail You 're the Trout I wish'd If for a great one I had all Day fish'd Whence came you last If asked it may be †Chamb. From compassing my Masters Baronie †Bail I cry for Mercy I am thick of Hearing †Chamb. Sir You may mend it by a double Spearing †Bail From Conquessing I thought your Speech had been †Cham. Play on your Friends †Bail Yet such Play has been seen But to the Purpose Is your Book about you †Chamb. A Psalm-Book Sir Lo there is one what doubt you The Moon is at the Full. †Bail So may some say The Laird was like for to go mad the Day It is your Book Man of Recepts I mean †Chamb. Excuse Me Sir it was by me mista'ne What needs a Book of that Kind or Condition I have Discharges of my Intromission †Bail That 's not the Matter I would only see The Count of Rest if any Rests there be The Laird complains and hath some cause I trow At Whitsunday his VVorship hath ado And yet his Mails and Dutys come not in Till that the Kalends of the next year â—in This stains his Credit damnifies his State And this Abuse is bred but of the late †Chamb. The Roomes are rental'd to so high Avail The Tenents termly cannot pay their hail The bygone years you know Sir have been ill †Bail They do not so you 'll grant continue still †Chamb. I cannot help 't I poyn'd arrest remove And all I do is for the Lairds Behoove †Bail But give me leave he much condemns your Sleuth †Chamb. You jest I hope I pray Sir tell the Treuth ‖ Bail And adds this more for He envies your pelf Indeed He could be Chamberlain himself ‖ Chamb. Good CHAMBERLAIN y Faith Ev'n let him try If He can gain more by that Craft nor I. ‖ Bail Lend Him but twenty Pieces I 'le be plain Ye shall be Friends yet or the Morn again ‖ Chamb. He 's hungry But my self shall never fill him Pay my Advancements take my Office till him ‖ Clerk Ye 're Gentlemen of great Experience I humbly would intreat your Patience I wonder oft at one thing That 's to see Such Alterations in this poor Countrie This Gentleman whose Court We are to hold His Father conquest But this Man hath sold Yet at his Death he left his Living free And ten for one He keept in Familie Brave Gentlemen with double Horse and Boys He fill'd the Causey with compleet convoys His Son hath but a Foot-Man and a Page To whom he pays but little or no wage And if He ridâ— to any publick place His Train is packt up in a leathern Case ‖ Chamb. It 's good to have the Grace of God ye know But here I halt and let my Passion go ‖ Bail Good Chamberlain this Text you should refer For to be handled by the Minister VVe 'll go no higher Clerk but since you speer The cause of this great alteration here I will not undertake to tell you all But some that seems to be mâ—st principall This Gentleman of whom we now discourse For I have ever known him from his Nurse When that his Father yeelded up the Ghâ—st He was of Age but fifteen years at most Then he began to rattle and to reel And kick'd against the Colledge with his Heel Horse Hawks and Dogs with Guns and such Munition Began to get his Morning Repetition And thus he liv'd till he was twenty Year His Tutors found his Pastime was too dear They did resolve to send him unto France To learn to parle handle Armes and dance But what a Rank this rulelesse youth keept there VVill now be seen upon his son and heir He salted to the Rigs with Charges vain No Rain that falls can make them fresh again Lady Baily Chamberlain Clerk Officer ‖ Off. MADAM the Members of the Court are met All is not right the Chamberlain doth fret ‖ Lady Where are they now ‖ Off. below into the Hall ‖ Lady Incontinent I will go see them all ‖ Bail God save your Ladyship ‖ Lady And you Sir Baily The Laird haâ—h won and you must pay