Fletcher, John / Massinger, Philip · published 1637 · first performed or written 1625(?) (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 462 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
What is't? A noble Husband; In that word, a Noble Husband, all content of Woman Is wholly comprehended; He will rouse her, As you say, with the Sun, and so pipe to her, As she will dance, ne'er doubt it, and hunt with her, Upon occasion, until both be weary; And then the knowledge of your Plants and Simples, As I take it, were superfluous; A loving, And but add to it a game some Bedfellow, Being the sure Physician. Well said Wench. And who gave you Commission to deliver Your verdict, Minion? I deserve a fee, And not a frown, dear Madam; I but speak Her thoughts, my Lord, and what her modesty Refuses to give voice to; Show no mercy To a Maidenhead of fourteen, but off with 't: Let her lose no time Sir, fathers that deny Their Daughters lawful pleasure, when ripe for them, In some kinds edge their appetites to taste of The fruit that is forbidden. 'tis well urged, And I approve it; no more blushing Girl, Thy woman hath spoke truth, and so prevented What I meant to move to thee: There dwells near us A Gentleman of blood, Monsieur Brisac, Of a fair state, six thousand Crowns per annum, The happy Father of two hopeful Sons, Of different breeding; Th'elder, a mere Scholar, The younger, a quaint Courtier. Sir, I know them By public fame, though yet I never saw them; And that opposed antipathy between Their various dispositions, renders them The general discourse and argument; One part inclining to the Scholar Charles, The other side preferring Eustace, as A man complete in Courtship. And which way (If of these two you were to choose a husband) Doth your affection sway you? To be plain, Sir, (Since you will teach me boldness) As they are Simply themselves, to neither; Let a Courtier Be never so exact, Let him be blessed with All parts that yield him to a Virgin gracious, If he depend on others, and stand not On his own bottoms, though he have the means To bring his Mistress to a Masque, or by Conveyance from some great ones lips, to taste Such favour from the kings; or grant he purchase, Precedency in the Country, to be sworn A servant Extraordinary to the Queen; Nay, though he live in expectation of Some huge preferment in reversion; If He Want a present fortune, at the best Those are but glorious dreams, and only yield him A happiness in posse, not in esse; Nor can they fetch him silks from th'Mercer; nor Discharge a tailor's bill; nor in full plenty (Which still preserves a quiet bed at home) Maintain a family. Aptly considered, And to my wish, but what's thy censure of The Scholar?
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What i'st? A noble Husband; In that word, a Noble Husband, all content of Woman Is wholly comprehended; He will rowse her, As you say, with the Sunne, and so pipe to her, As she will daunce, ne're doubt it, and hunt with her, Upon occasion, untill both be weary; And then the knowledge of your Plants and Simples, As I take it, were superfluous; A loving, And but adde to it a game some Bedfellow, Being the sure Physician. Well said Wench. And who gave you Commission to deliver Your verdict, Minion? I deserve a fee, And not a frowne, deare Madam; I but speake Her thoughts, my Lord, and what her modesty Refuses to give voyce to; Shew no mercy To a Maidenhead of fourteene, but off with 't: Let her loose no time Sir, fathers that deny Their Daughters lawfull pleasure, when ripe for them, In some kindes edge their appetites to taste of The fruit that is forbidden. Tis well urg'd, And I approve it; no more blushing Girle, Thy woman hath spoke truth, and so prevented What I meant to move to thee: There dwelles neere us A Gentleman of blood, Monsieur Brisac, Of a faire state, sixe thousand Crownes per annum, The happy Father of two hopefull Sonnes, Of different breeding; Th'elder, a meere Scholar, The younger, a queint Courtier. Sir, I know them By publique fame, though yet I never saw them; And that oppos'd antipathy betweene Their various dispositions, renders them The generall discourse and argument; One part inclining to the Scholar Charles, The other side preferring Eustace, as A man compleat in Courtship. And which way (If of these two you were to chuse a husband) Doth your affection sway you? To be plaine, Sir, (Since you will teach me boldnesse) As they are Simply themselves, to neither; Let a Courtier Be never so exact, Let him be blest with All parts that yeeld him to a Virgin gracious, If he depend on others, and stand not On his owne bottomes, though he have the meanes To bring his Mistresse to a Masque, or by Conveyance from some great ones lippes, to taste Such favour from the kings; or grant he purchase, Precedency in the Country, to be sworne A servant Extraordinary to the Queene; Nay, though he live in expectation of Some huge preferment in reversion; If He Want a present fortune, at the best Those are but glorious dreames, and onely yeeld him A happinesse in posse, not in esse; Nor can they fetch him silkes from th'Mercer; nor Discharge a Taylors bill; nor in full plenty (Which still preserves a quiet bed at home) Maintaine a family. Aptly consider'd, And to my wish, but what's thy censure of The Scholar?