Ford, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Most readily on other side, Unto the Lord her husband, talk as coursely Of one another as we can. I like it, so shall we sift her love, and his opinion. Be thankful (fellow) to a noble Mistress; Two hundred ducats are no trifling sum, Nor common alms. You must not loiter lazily, And speak about the town my friend in taverns, In gaming houses, nor sneak after dinner To public shows, to interludes, in riot, To some lewd painted baggage, tricked up gaudily, Like one of us; oh fie upon 'em giblets! I have been told they ride in coaches, flaunt it In braveries, so rich, that it is scarce possible How to distinguish one of these vile naughty packs, From true and arrant Ladies— they'll inveigle Your substance and your body, think on that, I say your body, look to't, Is't not sound counsel? 'Tis more, 'tis heavenly. What hope Camillo now if this tune hold? Hope fair enough, Vespucci, now as ever: Why any Woman in her husband's presence Can say no less. 'tis true, and she hath leave here. Madam, your care and charity at once, Have so new moulded my resolves, That henceforth whene'er my mention Falls into report, It shall requite this bounty, I am travelling To a new world. I like your undertakings. New world, where's that I pray? good, if you light on A Parrot or a Monkey that has qualities Of a new fashion, think on me. Yes, Lady I, I shall think on you; and my devotions Tendered where they are due in single meekness, With purer flames will mount with free increase Of plenty, honours, full contents, full blessings, Truth and affection 'twixt your Lord and you. So with my humblest best leave, I turn from you, Never as now I am to appear before ye. All joys dwell here and lasting. Prithee sweetest Hark in your ear— beshrew't, the brim of your hat Struck in mine eye— Dissemble honest tears The griefs my heart does labour in— smarts Unmeasurably. A chance, a chance, 'twill off; Suddenly off, forbear, this handkercher But makes it worse. Wink madam with that eye. The pain will quickly pass. Immediately, I know it by experience. Yes, I find it. Spare us a little Gentlemen: speak freely. What were't thou saying dearest? Do you love me? Answer in sober sadness, I'm your wife now; I know my place and power. What's this riddle? Thou hast thyself replied to thine own question, In being married to me, a sure argument Of more than protestation. Such it should be Were you as other husbands: 'tis granted, A woman of my state may like good clothes, Choice diet, many servants, change of merriments, All these I do enjoy; and wherefore not? Great Ladies should command their own delights, And yet for all this, I am used but homely, But I am served even well enough.
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Most readily on tother side, Unto the Lord her husband, talke as coursely Of one another as we can. I like it, so shall we sift her love, and his opinion. Be thankfull (fellow) to a noble Mistresse; Two hundred ducats are no trifling summe, Nor common almes. You must not loyter lazily, And speake about the towne my friend in tavernes, In gaming houses, nor sneake after dinner To publike shewes, to interludes, in riot, To some lewd painted baggage, trick't up gawdily, Like one of us; oh fie upon 'em giblets! I have bin told they ride in coaches, flaunt it In brave ries, so rich, that it is scarce possible How to distinguish one of these vile naughty packs, From true and arrant Ladies—they'le inveigle Your substance and your body, thinke on that, I say your body, looke to't, Is't not sound counsell? 'Tis more, 'tis heavenly. What hope Camillo now if this tune hold? Hope faire enough, Vespuci, now as ever: Why any Woman in her husbands presence Can say no lesse. Tis true, and she hath leave here. Madam, your care and charity at once, Have so new moulded my resolves, That henceforth when e're my mention Fals into report, It shall requite this bounty, I am travelling To a new world. I like your undertakings. New world, where's that I pray? good, if you light on A Parrot or a Monkey that has qualities Of a new fashion, thinke on me. Yes, Lady I, I shall thinke on you; and my devotions Tendred where they are due in single meekenes, With purer flames will mount with free increase Of plenty, honors, full contents, full blessings, Truth and affection twixt your Lord and you. So with my humblest best leave, I turne from you, Never as now I am to appeare before yee. All joyes dwell here and lasting. Prithee sweetest Harke in your eare—beshrew't, the brim of your hat Strucke in mine eye—Dissemble honest teares The griefes my heart does labour in—smarts Vnmeasurably. A chance, a chance, 'twill off; Suddenly off, forbeare, this handkercher But makes it worse. Wincke madam with that eye. The paine will quickly passe. Immediatly, I know it by experience. Yes, I find it. Spare us a little Gentlemen: speak freely. What wer't thou saying deerest? Doe you love me? Answer in sober sadnesse, I'me your wife now; I know my place and power. What's this riddle? Thou hast thy selfe reply'd to thine owne question, In being marryed to me, a sure argument Of more then protestation. Such it should be Were you as other husbands: 'tis granted, A woman of my state may like good cloaths, Choyce dyet, many servants, change of merriments, All these I doe enjoy; and wherefore not? Great Ladies should command their owne delights, And yet for all this, I am us'd but homely, But I am serv'd even well enough.