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- Edition: Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay
Friar Bacon and Friar Bungay (Modern)
- Introduction
- Texts of this edition
- Contextual materials
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- The Famous History of Friar Bacon
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- Inventions or Devices Very Necessary for all Generals and Captains or Leaders of Men
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- A Book of Magic, with Instructions for Invoking Spirits
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- A Geometrical Practice named Pantometria
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- Autobiographical Tracts of Dr. John Dee
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- The Vanity of the Eye
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- The Comical History of Alphonsus King of Aragon
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Enter [the] Emperor [of Germany], [the King of] Castile, [King] Henry, Eleanor, 1696Edward, Lacy, [and] Rafe.
[To Edward] Now, lovely prince, the prince of Albion's wealth,
Should Paris enter in the courts of Greece
What, madam, hath my son found grace or no?
Seeing, my lord, his lovely counterfeit,
[To King Henry] A match, my lord! These wantons needs must love.
Sirrah Harry, shall Ned marry Nell?
Ay, Rafe, how then?
Marry, Harry, follow my counsel: send for Friar 1721Bacon to marry them, for he'll so conjure him and her with his 1722necromancy that they shall love together like pig and lamb 1723whilst they live.
But hear'st thou, Rafe, art thou content to have 1725Eleanor to thy lady?
Ay, so she will promise me two things.
What's that, Rafe?
That she will never scold with Ned, nor fight with 1729me.-- Sirrah Harry, I have put her down with a thing unpossible.
What's that, Rafe?
Why, Harry, did'st thou ever see that a woman could 1732both hold her tongue and her hands? No, but when egg-pies 1733grow on apple-trees, then will thy gray mare prove a 1734bagpiper.
11.30.1[The King of Castile and Lacy stand apart and speak privately.]
What say the lord of Castile and the earl of 1736Lincoln, that they are in such earnest and secret talk?
I stand, my lord, amaze}d at his talk,
'Tis true, my lord, 'tis wondrous for to hear;
What says Lord Lacy? Shall she be his wife?
Or else Lord Lacy is unfit to live.--
Lacy, go to the querry of my stable,
We Castile ladies are not very coy;
Gramercy, Nell, for I do love the lord
You love her? Madam Nell, never believe him you, 1764though he swears he loves you.
Why, Rafe?
Why, his love is like unto a tapster's glass that is 1767broken with every touch, for he loved the fair maid of Fressingfield 1768once out of all ho.-- Nay, Ned, never wink upon me. I care not, I.
Rafe tells all; you shall have a good secretary of him.--
I go, my lord.
11.65.1Exit Lacy.
How shall we pass this day, my lord?
To horse, my lord. The day is passing fair;