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The Inner-Temple masque. Or Masque of heroes Presented (as an entertainement for many worthy ladies:) by gentlemen of the same ancient and noble house. Tho. Middleton.
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Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627.
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1619
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THE INNER Temple Masque OR MASQVE OF HEROES Presented as an Entertainement for many worthy LADIES By GENTLEMEN of the same Ancient and Noble HOVSE Tho. Middleton LONDON Printed for IOHN BROVVNE and are to be sold at his Shop in S. Dunstanes Church-yard in Fleetstreete 1619 THE MASQVE THis nothing owes to any Tale or Storie With which some Writer pieces vp a Glorie I onely made the Time they sat to see Serue for the Mirth it selfe which was found free And herein fortunate that 's counted good Being made for Ladies Ladies vnderstood T. M. The Parts The Speakers D. Almanacke Ios TAYLOR Plumporridge W. ROVVLEY A Fasting-day I. NEVVTON New-yeere H. ATVVELL Time W. CARPENTER Harmonie A BOY TWO ANTEMASQVES In the first sixe Dancers 1. Candlemas Day 2. Shrouetuesday 3. Lent 4. Ill. May-day 5. Midsommer Eue 6. The first Dog-day The second ANTEMASQVE presented by eight BOYES Good dayes 3. Bad dayes 3. Indifferent dayes 2. The MASQVE it selfe receiuing it's Illustration from nine of the Gentlemen of the House THE INNER-TEMPLE MASQVE Enter DOCTOR ALMANACKE comming from the funerall of December or the old yeere I Haue seene the old yeere fairely buried Good Gentleman he was but toward his end Full of Diseases he kept no good Diet He Lou'd a wench in Iune which we 'count Vilde And got the latter end of May with childe That was his fault and many an old yeere smels on 't How now who 's t' is oh one ath ' Fasting-dayes That followed him to his graue I know him by his gauntnes his thin chitterlings He would vndoe a Tripe-wise Fasting-day Why art so heauie Fast. Oh sweete Doctor Almanacke I haue lost a deare old Master beside Sir I haue beene out of seruice all this Kersmas No-body minds Fasting day I haue scarce bin thought vpon a' Fryday nights And because Kersmas this yeere fell vpon 't The Frydayes haue beene euer since so proud They scorne my companie the Butchers boyes At Temple-Barre set their great Dogges vpon me I dare not walke abroad nor be seene yet The very Poulters Girles throw rotten Egges at me Nay Fishstreete loues me e'en but frō teeth outward The neerest Kin I haue lookes shye vpon me As if t'ad forgot me I met Plumporridge now My big-swolne Enemie hee 's plumpe and lustie The onely man in place sweete Master Doctor Preferre me to the New-Yeere you can doo 't Doct. When can I doo 't sir you must stay til Lent Fast. Till Lent you kil my heart sweet M. Doctor Thrust me into Candlemas Eue I doe beseech you Doct. Away Candlemas Eue will neuer beare thee i' these dayes 't is so frampole the Puritanes will neuer yeeld to 't Enter Plumporridge Fast. Why th' are fat enough Doct. Here comes Plumporridge Fast. I hee 's sure of wel-come me thinkes hee moues like one of the great Porridge Tubs going to the Counter Plum Oh killing cruel sight yonder 's a Fasting day A leane spinie Rascall with a Dogge in 's belly his very Bowels barke with hunger auaunt thy Breath stinkes I doe not loue to meete thee fasting thou art nothing but wind thy Stomack 's full of Farts as if they had lost their way and thou made with the wrong end vpward like a Dutch Mawe that discharges still into 'th Mouth Fast. Why thou whorson Breakefast Dinner Nuntions Supper and Beuer Celler Hall Kitchin and Wet-larder Plum Sweete Master Doctor looke quickly vpon his Water that I may breake the Vrinall about his pate Doct. Nay friendship friendship Plum Neuer Master Doctor with any Fastingday perswade me not Nor any thing belongs to Ember-weeke And if I take against a thing I 'me stomackfull I was borne an Anabaptist a fell foe To fish and Fridayes Pig 's my absolute Sweetheart And shall I wrong my Loue and cleaue to Saltfish Commit adulterie with an Egge and Butter Doct. Well setting this apart whose water 's this sir Plum On thereby hangs a tale my M. Kersmasses It is his water sir hee 's drawing on Doct. Kersmas why let me see I saw him very lustie a Twelfe-night Plum I that 's true sir but then he tooke his bane With chusing King and Queene Ha's made his Will already here 's the Copie Doct. And what ha's he giuen away let mee see Plumbroth Plum He could not giue away much sir his children haue so consumed him before hand The last WILL and TESTAMENT of KERSMAS Irreuocable Read IN primis I giue and bequeath to my second Sonne In and In his perpetuall Lodging i' the Kings-bench and his Ordinarie out of the Basket Plum A sweete allowance for a second brother Item I giue to my yongest Sonnes Gleeke and Priministe the full consuming of Nights and Dayes and Wiues and Children together with one secret gift that is neuer to giue ouer while they haue a pennie Plum And if e're they doe I le be hanged For the possession of all my Lands Mannors Mannor-houses I leaue them full and wholly to my eldest Sonne Noddie whom during his minoritie I commit to the custodie of a paire of Knaues and one and thirtie Plum There 's Knaues enow a conscience to coozen one Foole Item I giue to my eldest Daughter Tickle mee quickly and to her sister my Ladies Hole free leaue to shift for themselues either in Court City or Country Plum We thanke him heartily Item I leaue to their old Aunt my Sow h 'as Pigd a Litter of Curtizans to breede vp for Shroue-tide Plum They wil be good ware in Lent when flesh is forbid by Proclamation Item I giue to my Nephew Gambols commonly cald by the name of Kersmas Gambols all my Cattle Horse and Mare but let him shooe 'em himselfe Plum I ha' seene him shooe the Mare fortie times ouer Also I bequeath to my Coozen-Germane Wassel-Bowle borne of Dutch Parents the Priuiledge of a free Denizen that is to be drunke with Scotch-Ale or English-Beere and lastly I haue giuen by word of mouth to poore Blind man Buffe a flap with a Foxetayle Plum I so h 'as giuen 'em all for ought I see But now what thinke you of his Water sir Doct. Well he may linger out till Candlemas But ne're recouer it Fast. Would he were gone once I should be more respected Enter New-yeere Doct. Here 's new-New-yeere Plum I haue ne're a gift to giue him I le be gone Doct. Mirth a healthful time fil all your dayes Looke freshly Sir New-Y. I cannot Master Doctor My fathers death sets the Spring backward i 'me For ioy and comfort yet I 'me now betweene Sorrow and ioy the Winter and the Spring And as Time gathers freshnesse in it's season No doubt Affects will be subdued with reason Doct. Y 'aue a braue mind to work on vse my rules And you shall cut a Caper in Nouember When other yeeres your Grandfathers lay bedrid New-Y. What 's he that lookes so piteously and shakes so Fast. A Fasting-day New-Y. How 's that Doct. A foolish Fasting-day An vnseasonable