Benjamin [Ben] Jonson

C. H. Herford and Percy Simpson (eds), Ben Jonson, Vol. 3: The Tale of a Tub; The Case is Altered; Every Man in his Humour; Every Man out of his Humour

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Critical Apparatuspg 390 Act iiii. Scene xi.


Brayne-worme, Matthew, Bobadil, Stephen, Downe-right. WEll, of all my disguises, yet, now am I most like my 2selfe: being in this Serjeants gowne. A man of my 3present profession, neuer counterfeits, till hee layes hold Editor’s Note4vpon a debter, and sayes, he rests him, for then hee brings 5him to all manner of vnrest. A kinde of little kings wee are, Editor’s NoteCritical Apparatus6bearing the diminutiue of a mace, made like a yong arti-Editor’s Note7chocke, that alwayes carries pepper and salt, in it selfe. 8Well, I know not what danger I vnder-goe, by this exploit, 9pray heauen, I come well of.


Mat. See, I thinke, yonder is the varlet, by his gowne.


Bob. Let's goe, in quest of him.

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Mat. 'Saue you, friend, are not you here, by appoint-Critical Apparatus13ment of Iustice Clements man?


Bray. Yes, an't please you, sir: he told me two gentle-15men had will'd him to procure a warrant from his master 16(which I haue about me) to be seru'd on one Downe-17Right.


Mat. It is honestly done of you both; and see, where the 19partie comes, you must arrest: serue it vpon him, quickly, 20afore hee bee aware———


Bob. Beare backe, master Matthew.


Bray. Master Downe-right, I arrest you, i' the 23queenes name, and must carry you afore a Iustice, by vertue 24of this warrant.


Step. Mee, friend? I am no Downe-right, I. 26I am master Stephen, you doe not well, to arrest me, 27I tell you, truely: I am in nobodies bonds, nor bookes, I, 28⟨I⟩ would you should know it. A plague on you heartily, 29for making mee thus afraid afore my time.


Bray. Why, now are you deceiued, gentlemen?

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Bob. He weares such a cloke, and that deceiued vs:

Critical Apparatus32But see, here a comes, indeed! this is he, officer.


Down. Why, how now, signior gull! are you turn'd 34filtcher of late? come, deliuer my cloke.


Step. Your cloke, sir? I bought it, euen now, in open 36market.


Bray. Master Downe-right, I haue a warrant 38I must serue vpon you, procur'd by these two gentlemen.


Down. These gentlemen? these rascals?

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Bray. Keepe the peace, I charge you, in her Maiesties 41name.


Down. I obey thee. What must I doe, officer?

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Bray. Goe before master Iustice Clement, to Critical Apparatus44answere what they can obiect against you, sir. I will vse 45you kindly, sir.

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Matt. Come, let's before, and make the Iustice, 47Captaine——


Bob. The varlet's a tall man! afore heauen!


Down. Gull, you'll gi'me my cloke?

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Step. Sir, I bought it, and Ile keepe it.

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Down. You will.


Step. I, that I will.


Down. Officer, there's thy fee, arrest him.


Bray. Master Stephen, I must arrest you.

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Step. Arrest mee, I scorne it. There, take your cloke, 56I'le none on't.


Down. Nay, that shall not serue your turne, now, sir. 58Officer, I'le goe with thee, to the Iustices: bring him along.


Step. Why, is not here your cloke? what would you 60haue?


Down. I'le ha' you answere it, sir.


Bray. Sir, Ile take your word; and this gentlemans, Critical Apparatus63too: for his apparance.


Down. I'le ha' no words taken. Bring him along.

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Bray. Sir, I may choose, to doe that: I may take bayle.


Down. 'Tis true, you may take baile, and choose; at 67another time: but you shall not, now, varlet. Bring him 68along, or I'le swinge you.


Bray. Sir, I pitty the gentlemans case. Here's your 70money againe.


Dow. 'Sdeynes, tell not me of my money, bring him 72away, I say.


Bray. I warrant you he will goe with you of himselfe, 74sir.


Dow. Yet more adoe?


Bray. I haue made a faire mash on't.


Step. Must I goe?


Bray. I know no remedie, master Stephen.


Down. Come along, afore mee, here. I doe not loue 80your hanging looke behind.


Step. Why, sir. I hope you cannot hang mee for it. 82Can hee, fellow?


Bray. I thinke not, sir. It is but a whipping matter, 84sure!


Step. Why, then, let him doe his worst, I am resolute.

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iv. xi.] Scene ix.—A Street. G
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iv. xi. 4. rests. Cf. Wapull, The Tyde taryeth no Man, 1576, Fjv (stagedirection), 'The Sergeaunt and the debtor rested entereth'.
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6 yong] young F2
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6. a mace. The badge of the City serjeant: Gifford quotes Chapman, All Fooles, 1605, C3:
  • If I write but my Name in Mercers Bookes,
  • I am as sure to haue at sixe months end
  • A Rascole at my elbow with a Mace.
And Shirley, The Bird in a Cage, ii. i (ed. 1633, D3v), 'are you in debt and feare arresting, you shall saue your money in protections, come vp to the face of a Sergiant, nay walke by a Shole of these mankind horseleaches, and be mace proofe'.
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7. carries pepper and salt. There is a quibble on 'mace', the spice made of the dried rind of the nutmeg. Cf. Massinger and Dekker, The Virgin Martir, 1622, iii. iii, 'Spun. Does the diuell eate any Mace in 's broth? Har. Exceeding much, when his burning feauer takes him, and then hee has the knuckles of a Bailiffe boyld to his breakefast.'
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12 friend,] friend; F2
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13 man? F2: man. F1
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iv. xi. 32 a comes] acomes, F2
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40 you,] you F2
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43 before F2: before, F1
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44 you, sir.] you sir, some copies of F2
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46. make, prepare (as the Quarto reads). Cf. Sej. ii. 123, 'Were Lygdvs made, that's done'; and Volp. ii. vi. 57, iv. v. 110.
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50 Ile] Ile. some copies of F2
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51–2 One line in Ff
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55 mee,] mee! F2
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63 apparance] appearance F2
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