Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) (?); King's Revels Company (?) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
But that I think disgrace a punishment Worthy the guilt, this instant hour should give The wrongs thou didst intend a satisfaction. I must be bold sweet: mine are no Porters shoulders. A Coach waits not far off. Lie still a little, here's company. Let me ruminate. I paid the reckoning Mr Changelove, and am sorry for it, I mean the wrong I did you. 'Twas no offence: or had it; you have satisfied. I love the memory of it. 'Twill be a Story To greet a ring of friends with: next I meet Shall have it all. It may pass indeed for a merry one by a good fire in Winter, which I love dearly. A good fire Mistress Stitchwell is Winter's artificial Sun, that renews Summer within doors. I love it. With two or three good companions, and a gossip's feast. That's very right. Society is the use Of man's best ornaments. Speech and discourse Are reasons messengers, that carry errands From one soul to another. I confess I love good company. 'Tis a good exercise to rise in a frosty morning, and kill Birds. You say well Sir, We that have youthful blood, That capers in our veins, and swells their concaves With active warmth, should be enured to hardness. 'tis healthful, and I love it. I have it. Do you know these Frank? Mischief, I must prevent them. You may if please you, suffer the Porter to pass, and stay yourself. Credit is precious: let me enjoy my sport, yours may be preserved. Otherwise your trull and you shall both suffer. I am desperately resolute, and will reveal all. And I as desperate. Up with it Porter. Any thing: will you suffer this Gentleman? Nay then Frank. Help help. If he be gone sweet heart, let me out. I am almost stifled. Whence that voice? The Gentlemen that were in our company! Let us prevent them. Be not afraid Wife. Alas I cannot endure such naked weapons. What will this come to? I beseech ye Gentlemen kill me not, I have been sufficiently mortified; and I believe you may smell, the effects of my fear. Is this the lovely piece, for whose enjoying I have attempted what by ill success Makes me ridiculous: yet I swell with laughter To think how finely she hath gulled us both, And mocked our easy trust. Pray Sir how came you hither? I think upon that Porter's shoulders. But how into this Trunk? I'll tell you sir. Bargaining for a little sport with the Gentlewoman, whom I thought to be a wanton, she possessed me with scare, (to which cowardice is always apt, and I must acknowledge in myself) that a Gentleman (one of you two I take it) had dealt with her for her Maidenhead, and that she expected him. He came: and I fearing lust as well as love would brook no rival, made use of this for my safety. Where being heavy headed with Ale, I have slept till your noise waked me.
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But that I thinke disgrace a punishment Worthy the guilt, this instant houre should give The wrongs thou didst intend a satisfaction. I must be bold sweet: mine are no Porters shoulders. A Coach waits not farre off. Lie still a little, here's company. Let me ruminate. I payd the reckoning Mr Changelove, and am sorry for it, I meane the wrong I did you. 'Twas no offence: or had it; you have satisfi'd. I love the memory of it. 'Twill be a Story To greet a ring of friends with: next I meete Shall have it all. It may passe indeed for a merry one by a good fire in Winter, which I love dearely. A good fire Mistresse Stitchwell is Winters artificiall Sun, that renewes Summer within doores. I love it. With two or three good companions, and a gossips feast. That's very right. Society is the use Of mans best onaments. Speech and discourse Are reasons messengers, that carry errands From one soule to another. I confesse I love good company. 'Tis a good exercise to rise in a frosty morning, and kill Birds. You say well Sir, We that have youthfull blood, That capers in our veines, and swels their concaves With active warmth, should be inur'd to hardnesse. Tis healthfull, and I love it. I have it. Doe you know these Franke? Mischiefe, I must prevent them. You may if please you, suffer the Porter to passe, and stay yourselfe. Credit is pretious: let me enjoy my sport, yours may be preserv'd. Otherwise your trull and you shall both sufer. I am desperately resolute, and will reveale all. And I as desperate. Up with it Porter. Any thing: will you suffer this Gentleman? Nay then Franke. Helpe helpe. If he be gone sweet heart, let me out. I am almost stifled. Whence that voyce? The Gentlemen that were in our company! Let us prevent them. Be not afraid Wife. Alas I cannot endure such naked weapons. What will this come to? I beseech ye Gentlemen kill me not, I have beene sufficiently mortified; and I beleeve you may smell, the effects of my feare. Is this the lovely piece, for whose enjoying I have attempted what by ill successe Makes me ridiculous: yet I swell with laughter To thinke how finely she hath gull'd us both, And mockt our easie trust. Pray' Sir how came you hither? I thinke upon that Portes shoulders. But how into this Trunk? Ile tell you sir. Bargaining for a little sport with the Gentlewoman, whom I thought to be a wanton, she possest me with scare, (to which cowardize is alwaies apt, and I must acknowldge in my selfe) that a Gentleman (one of you two I take it) had dealt with her for her Mayden-head, and that shee expected him. He came: and I fearing lust as well as love would brooke no rivall, made use of this for my safety. Whre being heavy headed with Ale, I have slept til your noyse wak't me.