The Royal King and the Loyal Subject · chunk 24 of 39
Heywood, Thomas · published 1637 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1618] (Annals) romance · Unknown unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
What Diogenes have we here? I warrant the cynic himself said not so much when he was seen to come out of a Bawdy house. He shamed not to come out, but held it sin Not to be pardoned to be seen go in. But I'll be modest: nay, nay, keep your Gold To cure those hot diseases you have got, And being once clear, betake you to one man, And study to be honest, that's my counsel: You have brought many like you Gentlemen That jet in Silks, to go thus ragged like us, Which did they own our thoughts, these rags would change To shine as we shall, though you think it strange. Come, come, this house is infected, shall we go? Why Sir, shall I have no sport for my money, but even a snatch and away? Leave me, and leave me ever, and observe This rule from me, where there is lodged a Whore, Think the plague's cross is set upon that door. Then Lord have mercy upon us: where have we been? Hist, hist; here's a railing companion indeed. I know not what you call a railing companion: but such another discourse would make me go near to turn honest. Nay, if you be in that mind, I'll send for your love: the plague in my house? the Pox is as soon: I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his mind, that would ever enter here: Nay will you go? Before you all I here acknowledge Lords, I never held me happy but in this My virtuous choice, in having your applause, Methinks I had the sweet consent of Heaven. This noble Lady, now my royal Mother, Hath by her love to you, regard to us, And courteous affability to all, Attained the general suffrage of the Realm, Her modest carriage shall be rules to me, Her words instructions, her behaviour precepts, Which I shall ever study to observe. I feel my body growing by the King, And I am quick although he know it not; Now comes my father's last injunction To my remembrance, which I must fulfil, Although a Queen, I am his daughter still. Lords, and the rest forbear us till we call, A chair first, and another for our Queen, Some private conference we intend with her: Now leave us. My fairest Isabella, the choice jewel That I wear next my heart; I cannot hide My love to thee, 'tis like the Sun enveloped In watery clouds, whose glory will break thorough, And spite opposure, scorns to be concealed; Saving one thing, ask what my kingdom yields. And it is freely thine. What's that my Lord? I cannot speak it without some distaste To thee my Queen, yet if thy heart be ours Name it not to me. I am only yours. Beg not thy father's free repeal to Court, And to those offices we have bestowed, Save this, my Kingdom, and what it contains, Is thy wills subject.
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What Diogenes have we here? I warrant the Cinnicke himselfe sayd not so much when he was seene to come out of a Bawdy house. He sham'd not to come out, but held it sinne Not to be pardon'd to be seene goe in. But I'le be modest: nay, nay, keepe your Gold To cure those hot diseases you have got, And being once cleere, betake you to one man, And study to be honest, that's my counsell: You have brought many like you Gentlemen That jet in Silkes, to goe thus ragg'd like us, Which did they owne our thoughts, these rags would change To shine as we shall, though you think it strange. Come, come, this house is infected, shall we goe? Why Sir, shall I have no sport for my money, but even a snatch and away? Leave me, and leave me ever, and observe This rule from me, where there is lodg'd a Whore, Thinke the Plagues crosse is set upon that doore. Then Lord have mercy upon us: where have we beene? Hist, hist; heere's a rayling companion indeed. I know not what you call a rayling companion: but such another discourse would make me goe neere to turn honest. Nay, if you be in that minde, I'le send for your love: the plague in my house? the Pox is as soone: I am sure there was never man yet that had Lord have mercy upon us in his minde, that would ever enter here: Nay will you goe? Before you all I here acknowledge Lords, I never held me happy but in this My vertuous choice, in having your applause, Me-thinks I had the sweet consent of Heaven. This noble Lady, now my royall Mother, Hath by her love to you, regard to us, And courteous affability to all, Attain'd the generall suffrage of the Realme, Her modest carriage shall be rules to me, Her words instructions, her behaviour precepts, Which I shall ever study to observe. I feele my body growing by the King, And I am quicke although he know it not; Now comes my fathers last injunction To my remembrance, which I must fulfill, Although a Queene, I am his daughter still. Lords, and the rest forbeare us till we call, A chaire first, and another for our Queene, Some private conference we intend with her: Now leave us. My fairest Isabella, the choie jewell That I weare next my heart; I cannot hide My love to thee, 'tis like the Sunne invelopt In watery clouds, whose glory will breake thorow, And spite opposure, seornes to be conceal'd; Saving one thing, aske what my kingdome yeelds. And it is freely thine. What's that my Lord? I cannot speake it without some distaste To thee my Queene, yet if thy heart be ours Name it not to me. I am onely yours. Begge not thy fathers free repeale to Court, And to those offices we have bestow'd, Save this, my Kingdome, and what it containes, Is thy wills subject.