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    Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk: "What comfort speaks her love to my sick heart?"
    Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk: "What comfort speaks her love to my sick heart?"
    Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk: "What comfort speaks her love to my sick heart?"
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    Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk: "What comfort speaks her love to my sick heart?"

    By Thomas Dekker

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    Thomas Dekker was a playwright, pamphleteer and poet who, perhaps, deserves greater recognition than he has so far gained. Despite the fact only perhaps twenty of his plays were published, and fewer still survive, he was far more prolific than that. Born around 1572 his peak years were the mid 1590’s to the 1620’s – seven of which he spent in a debtor’s prison. His works span the late Elizabethan and Caroline eras and his numerous collaborations with Ford, Middleton, Webster and Jonson say much about his work. His pamphlets detail much of the life in these times, times of great change, of plague and of course that great capital city London a swirling mass of people, power, intrigue.

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    Release dateMay 1, 2016
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    Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk: "What comfort speaks her love to my sick heart?"
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    Thomas Dekker

    Thomas Dekker is a Dutch former professional cyclist whose talent on the bike quickly took him to the top of the sport. He raced for The Netherlands in the 2004 Summer Olympic Games in Athens, won two Dutch National Time Trial Championships, and captured victories in the 2006 Tirreno-Adriatico and the 2007 Tour of Romandie. He rode for the Dutch Rabobank superteam and then Silence-Lotto before a retroactively tested sample returned positive for EPO. In 2009, Dekker was suspended for two years for the drug violation, and it was later confirmed during Operaction Puerto that Dekker was among the clients of Spanish doctor Eufemiano Fuentes. After his suspension, Dekker joined the American Garmin Development Team and rode for Garmin-Barracuda from 2012-2014. Dekker claims to have ridden clean for Jonathan Vaughters and he became a popular rider in the American peloton. He retired after an attempt on the World Hour Record in 2015.

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      Blurt, Master Constable, or The Spaniard's Night Walk - Thomas Dekker

      Blurt, Master Constable by Thomas Dekker

      or The Spaniard's Night Walk

      This play is also attributed as in collaboration with Thomas Middleton

      — Patresq; severi

      Fronde comas vincti coenant, et carmina dictant.

      Thomas Dekker is a playwright, pamphleteer and poet who perhaps deserves greater recognition than he has so far gained.

      Despite the fact only perhaps twenty of his plays were published, and fewer still survive, he was far more prolific than that.  Born around 1572 his peak years were the mid 1590’s to the 1620’s – seven of which he spent in a debtor’s prison. His works span the late Elizabethan and Caroline eras and his numerous collaborations with Ford, Middleton, Webster and Jonson say much about his work.

      His pamphlets detail much of the life in these times, times of great change, of plague and of course that great capital city London a swirling mass of people, power, intrigue.

      Index of Contents

      Dramatis Personae

      Act I

      Scene I. A Room in Camillo’s House

      Scene II. A street before Blurt’s House

      Act II

      Scene I. Outside a Tennis Court

      Scene II. A Room in Imperia’s House

      Act III

      Scene I. A Street before Hipolito’s House

      Scene II. An Old Chapel

      Scene III. A Room in Imperia’s House

      Act IV

      Scene I. A Street Before Imperia’s House

      Scene II. Lazarillo’s Room in Imperia’s House

      Scene III. A Street Before Imperia’s House

      Act V

      Scene I. A Room in Camillo’s House

      Scene II. A Room in Imperia’s House

      Scene III. A Street Before Imperia’s House

      Thomas Dekker – A Short Biography

      Thomas Dekker – A Concise Bibliography

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

      (in order of appearance)

      HIPOLITO, a Venetian gentleman

      VIOLETTA, his sister

      FIRST LADY, called Hero

      VIRGILIO, a Venetian gentleman

      THIRD LADY

      CAMILLO, a Venetian gentleman in love with Violetta

      SECOND LADY

      BAPTISTA, a Venetian gentleman

      BENTIVOLIO, a Venetian gentleman

      DOYT, Hipolito's page

      DANDIPRAT, Camillo's page

      FONTINELL, a French gentleman

      LAZARILLO de Tormes de Castille, a Spanish soldier

      PILCHER, his boy

      BLURT, master constable

      SLUBBER, his beadle

      TRUEPENNY, Violetta's page

      Serving-men

      IMPERIA, a courtesan

      TRIVIA, her maid

      SIMPERINA, her maid

      FRISCO, her porter

      CURVETTO, an old courtier

      MUSICIANS

      A FRIAR

      Five COURTESANS of Imperia's house

      WOODCOCK, part of the watch

      GULCH, part of the watch

      ASORINO, a Venetian gentleman

      The DUKE of Venice

      KILDERKIN, part of the watch

      PISSBREECH, part of the watch

      CUCKOO, part of the watch

      GARLIC, part of the watch

      ACT I

      SCENE I. A Room in Camillo’s House

      Enter CAMILLO with VIOLETTA, HIPOLITO, BAPTISTO, BENTIVOLIO, and VIRGILIO, as returning from war, everyone with a glove in his hat, VIOLETTA and ladies with them, DOYT and DANDIPRAT.

      HIPOLITO

      Ay, marry, sir, the only rising up in arms is in the arms of a woman: Peace, I say still, is your only paradise, when every Adam may have his Christmas Eve. And you take me lying any more by the cold sides of a brazen-face field-piece, unless I have such a down pillow under me, I'll give you leave to knock up both my golls in my father's hall, and hang hats upon these tenpenny nails.

      VIOLETTA

      And yet, brother, when with the sharpest hooks of my wit I labour'd to pull you from the wars, you broke loose, like a horse that knew his own strength, and vow'd nothing but a man of war should back you.

      HIPOLITO

      I have been back'd since and almost unback'd too.

      VIOLETTA

      And swore that honour was never dyed in grain till it was dipp'd in the colours of the field.

      HIPOLITO

      I am a new man, sister, and now cry a pox a' that honour, that must have none but barber-surgeons to wait upon't, and a band of poor straggling rascals, that every twinkling of an eye, forfeit their legs and arms into the Lord's hands. Wenches, by Mars his sweaty buff-jerkin (for now all my oaths must smell a' the soldado), I have seen more men's heads spurn'd up and down like footballs at a breakfast, after the hungry cannons had pick'd them, than are maidenheads in Venice, and more legs of men serv'd in at a dinner than ever I shall see legs of capons in one platter whilst I live.

      FIRST LADY

      Perhaps all those were capons' legs you did see.

      VIRGILIO

      Nay, mistress, I'll witness against you for some of them.

      VIOLETTA

      I do not think for all this that my brother stood to it so lustily as he makes his brags for.

      THIRD LADY

      No, no, these great talkers are never great doers.

      VIOLETTA

      Faith, brother, how many did you kill for your share?

      HIPOLITO

      Not so many as thou hast done with that villainous eye by a thousand.

      VIOLETTA

      I thought so much; that's just none.

      CAMILLO

      'Tis not a soldier's glory to tell how many lives he has ended, but how many he has saved: in both which honours the noble Hipolito had most excellent possession. Believe it, my fair mistress, tho' many men in a battle have done more, your brother in this equal'd him who did most. He went from you a worthy gentleman; he brings with him that title that makes a gentleman most worthy, the name of a soldier, which how well and how soon he hath earn'd would in me seem glorious to rehearse, in you to hear, but because his own ear dwells so near my voice, I will play the ill neighbour and case to speak well of him.

      VIOLETTA

      An argument that either you dare not or love not to flatter.

      CAMILLO

      No more than I dare or love to do wrong; yet to make a chronicle of my friend's nobly-acted deeds would stand as far from flattery in me as cowardice did from him.

      HIPOLITO

      'Sfoot, if all the wit in this company have nothing to set itself about but to run division upon me, why then e'en burn off mine ears indeed; but, my little mermaids, Signior Camillo does this that I now might describe the Ninevitical motion of the whole battle, and so tell what he has done. And come, shall I begin?

      FIRST LADY

      O, for beauty's love, a good motion.

      HIPOLITO

      But I can tell you one thing, I shall make your hair

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