civil, and proverbial
receipts for a traveller."
The seventh, "Between two gentlemen who talk of arms, and of the art
of fencing, and of buying and selling."
The eighth chapter, "Between James, and Lippa, his man, wherein they
talk of many pleasant and delightsome jests, and in it is described
an unpleasant lodging, an illformed old woman, also the beautiful
parts that a woman ought to have to be accounted fair in all
perfection, and pleasantly blazoned a counterfeit lazy and
naught-worth servant."
The ninth, "Between Caezar and Tiberio; wherein they discourse of news
of the Court, of courtiers of this day, and of many other matters of
delight."
The tenth chapter, "Between gentlemen and a servant; wherein they
talk of going to supper, and familiar speech late in the evening."
The eleventh, "Wherein they talk of going to bed, and many things
thereto belonging."
The twelfth, "Wherein proverbially and pleasantly discourse is held
of love and women."
He makes one of his characters end this last chapter as follows:
"As for me, I never will be able, nor am I able, to be willing but to
love whatsoever pleaseth women, to whom I dedicate, yield, and
consecrate what mortal thing soever I possess, and I say, that a
salad, a woman, and a capon as yet was never out of season."
The remarkable resemblance between the sentiments here expressed and the
characteristics attributed to Falstaff by Prince Henry in the passage
quoted above from _Henry IV._, Act I. Scene ii., suggest Shakespeare's
knowledge of the _Second Fruites_.
He describes the wardrobe of a man of fashion with envious unction,
giving a minute inventory of his shirts, handkerchiefs, ruffs, cuffs,
towels, quoises, shoes, buskins, daggers, swords, gloves, doublets,
jerkins, gowns, hats, caps, and boots. The very superabundance
recalling, by contrast, the paucity in this regard in the cases of
Armado and Falstaff.
The philosophy of his conversations is selfish and worldly-wise to a
degree, with nowhere the slightest suggestion of ideality or altruism.
"T. From those that I do trust, good Lord deliver me, from such as I
mistrust, I'll harmless come to be.
G. He gives me so many good words I cannot fail but trust him.
T. Wot you not that fair words and foul deeds are wont to make both
fools and wise men fain.
G. I know it, but if he beat me with a sword, I will
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