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You must not part thus, Mrs; here are men Has scapd Cla. The Gallowes. Suc. Ile rigg you up; although you were a Carack I shall find tackling for you. Bel. You are uncivill; pray, desist. Crac. Not kisse a gentleman? a pretty ring this same: I have a mind to it and I must have it. Bel. You will not robb me of it? Suc. I will intreate this glove which shall adorne In fight my burgonett. Cla.
The author of our old English 'Art of Poesie' begins his work with a statement which may serve as a text: 'Poesie, says Puttenham, writing in 1589, 'is more ancient than the artificiall of the Greeks and Latines, coming by instinct of nature, and used by the savage and uncivill, who were before all science and civilitie.
You thinke I am very dull that you expound Your witt thus, but it needes no Comentator, Not by the Author, tis so very plaine; But to despise me most of all the sexe Is something oversaid. Though I affect No flattery, I hate uncivill Language. You do not meane to quarrell, now you have Betraid me to the feilds, and beat me, Sir? Cou.
I lay my life a Tinker. Crac. And in his parish of account. Cla. A Scavenger. Bel. Is it a badge of your profession To be uncivell? Suc. Uncivell! Noe; what is in other men uncivill In us is resolution; therefore yeild: I am invincible, flesh cannot stand Before me. Bel. It must be drunke then. Cla. I am not ith humour now To laugh, or else Ide not dismisse him yet. Good Mr.
"The harsh and uncivill usage in her, grew very distastefull to Anastasio, and so unsufferable, that after a long time of fruitlesse service, requited still with nothing but coy disdaine; desperate resolutions entred into his brain, and often he was minded to kill himselfe.
Cicero the younger, who resembled his father in nothing but in name, commanding in Asia, chanced one day to have many strangers at his board, and amongst others, one Caestius sitting at the lower end, as the manner is to thrust in at great mens tables: Cicero inquired of one of his men what he was, who told him his name, but he dreaming on other matters, and having forgotten what answere his man made him, asked him his name twice or thrice more: the servant, because he would not be troubled to tell him one thing so often, and by some circumstance to make him to know him better, "It is," said he, "the same Caestius of whom some have told you that, in respect of his owne, maketh no accompt of your fathers eloquence:" Cicero being suddainly mooved, commanded the said poore Caestius to be presently taken from the table, and well whipt in his presence: Lo heere an uncivill and barbarous host.
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