Marmion, Shackerley · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [1632-1633] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · before the Court unassigned nearest T52 Prodigals, portions and poor kin · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T52: brother, father, uncle, cousin, son, poor, bread, old, given, master.
I took your lodging by the way, I am going to dazzle the eyes of the Ladies with my apparition. I am not so conformable as I could wish, or else I would attend you. I took up a new man, for pities sake, some three days since, to wait upon me, which foolish sin I will abandon whilst I live for it. He ran away with two hundred pounds, the remnant of a mortgage, and since that I was put to a new perplexity to supply me. By this hand, if you had spoke but yesterday I could have furnished you. Why what a rare way is here now, to engage a man for nothing? I must study it. How does your brother digest the loss of his inheritance? Very well sure, for sometimes he has nothing else to digest; and he has enough of that too: it sticks in his stomach worse than a Surfeit. Alas we landed men are but fools to him, it makes him sober, and wise, very temperate. There's Valeria a foolish peevish thing that he calls Mistress, good for nothing but to whet a man's wit, and make a Whore on, I can't believe there's any real love between them. Has she received any of your Letters? Yes twenty, and nothing will prevail. I have sought to corrupt her any time this twelvemonth, and can do no good on her, her father gives me opportunity out of pretence of good will, but I use it clean contrary; for alas, I can not love any wench farther than to lie with her. I can not fashion my tongue to speak in any other Character. I would not willingly lose all this time and labour. I'll make short of it, either work her to obedience, or do her a mischief. 'tis well resolved, and there's her sister Aemilia. She will glance sometimes affectionately upon me; were it not a mad thing, when I have sold all my Land to her father to get her into advantage? I think that will be the end of it. methinks Lackwit her brother might stand thee in some stead for the conveyance. Well 'tis the truest spaniel that, I put a hundred jeers upon him, and yet he loves me the better, I can pawn him as familiarly as my cloak. The time calls upon me. I'll dismiss you, will you present my service to the Ladies and excuse me? I shall be proud to make my tongue the Organ of your command's sir. I will hold you no longer from your happiness, but I shall envy the intercourse of your mirth. Then he is past hope? He has no sense of his misery, a strong stupidity, a lethargy has possessed him: his disease is infectious, it has caught hold of his estate, & brought that into a consumption. No means to reclaim him? I know not what to apply, when remedies are hurtful, give him good counsel, and you poison him.
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I tooke your lodging by the way, I am going to dazell the eyes of the Ladies with my apparition. I am not ſo conformable as I could wiſh, or elſe I would attend you. I tooke up a new man, for pitties ſake, ſome three dayes ſince, to waite upon me, which fooliſh ſinne I will abandon whilſt I liue for it. Hee ran away with two hundred pounds, the remnant of a morgage, and ſince that I was put to a new perplexity to ſupply me. By this hand, if you had ſpoke but yeſterday I could haue furniſht you. Why what a rare way is here now, to engage a man for nothing? I muſt ſtudy it. How does your brother digeſt the loſſe of his inheritance? Very well ſure, for ſometimes he has nothing elſe to digeſt; and hee has enough of that too: it ſticks in his ſtomacke worſe then a Surfet. Alaſſe wee landed men are but fooles to him, it makes him ſober, and wiſe, very temperate. Theres Valeria a fooliſh peeviſh thing that he cals Miſtreſſe, good for nothing but to whet a mans wit, and make a Whore on, I can't beleeue there's any reall loue betweene them. Has ſhe received any of your Letters? Yes twenty, and nothing will prevaile. I haue ſought to corrupt her any time this twelue moneth, and can doe no good on her, her father giues me opportunity out of pretence of good will, but I uſe it cleane contrary; for alaſſe, I can not loue any wench farther then to lye with her. I can not faſhion my tongue to ſpeake in any other Character. I would not willingly looſe all this time and labour. I'le make ſhort of it, either worke her to obedience, or doe her a miſchiefe. Tis well reſolved, and there's her ſiſter Aemilia. She will glance ſometimes affectionately upon me; were it not a mad thing, when I haue ſold all my Land to her father to get her into advantage? I thinke that will be the end of it. Me thinkes Lackwit her brother might ſtand thee in ſome ſtead for the conveyance. Well tis the trueſt ſpaniell that, I put a hundred jeers upon him, and yet he loues me the better, I can pawne him as familiarly as my cloake. The time cals upon me. Ile diſmiſſe you, will you preſent my ſervice to the Ladies and excuſe me? I ſhall bee proud to make my tongue the Organ of your commands ſir. I will hold you no longer from your happineſſe, but I ſhall envie the intercourſe of your mirth. Then he is paſt hope? Hee has no ſenſe of his miſery, a ſtrong ſtupidity, a lethargy has poſſeſt him: his diſeaſe is infectious, it has caught hold of his eſtate, & brought that into a conſumption. No meanes to reclaime him? I know not what to apply, when remedies are hurtful, giue him good counſell, and you poyſon him.