Ford, John · published 1639 · first performed or written 1638 [licensed for stage, May 3] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Perhaps you measure what I say, the common nature Of an officious curiosity Not I Sir. Or that other private ends Sift your retirements— Neither. Under favour Signior Malfato, I am sent to crave Your leisure, for a word or two in private. To me! your mind This letter will inform ye. Letter? how's this? what's here? Speak ye to me sir? Brave riddle: I''ll endeavour to unfold it. How fares the Lord Adurni? Sure in health sir. He is a noble Gentleman; withal Happy in his endeavours: the general voice Sounds him for courtesy, behaviour, language, And every fair demeanour, an example: Titles of honour add not to his worth, Who is himself an honour to his titles. You know from whence this comes. I do. D''ee laugh! But that I must consider such as Spaniels, To those who feed and cloth them, I would print Thy pandarism upon thy forehead: there Bear back that paper to the hell from whence It gave thee thy directions, tell this Lord, He ventured on a foolish policy, In aiming at the scandal of my blood, The trick is childish, base, say base. You wrong him. Be wise Malfato. Say, I know this whore. She who sent this temptation, was wife To his abused servant, and divorced From poor Benatzi, senseless of the wrongs That Madam Levidolche and Adurni Might revel in their sports without control, Secure, unchecked. You range too wildly now, Are too much inconsiderate. I am A gentleman free borne, I never wore The rags of any great man's looks, nor fed Upon their after-meals; I never crouched Unto the offal of an Office promised Reward for long attendance, and then missed. I read no difference between this huge, This monstrous big word Lord, and Gentleman, More than the Title sounds; for aught I learn, The latter is as noble as the first, I'm sure more ancient. Let me tell you then, You are too bitter, talk you know not what, Make all men equals, and confound all course Of order, and of Nature: this is madness. 'tis so; and I have reason to be mad: Reason Aurelio, by my truth and hopes. This wit Futelli brings a suit of love From Levidolche, one however masked In colourable privacy, is famed The Lord Adurny's pensioner, at least. Am I a husband picked out for a strumpet, For a cast suit of bawdry? Aurelio, You are as I am, you could ill digest The trial of a patience so unfit. Be gone Futelli, do not mince one syllable Of what you hear: another fetch like this May tempt a peace to rage: so say, be gone. I shall report your answer. What have I Deserved to be so used? in colder blood I do confess nobility requires Duty and love, it is a badge of virtue, By action first acquir'd, and next in rank Unto anointed royalty wherein Have I neglected distance, or forgot Observance to superiors? sure my name Was in the note mistook.
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Perhaps you meaſure what I ſay, the common nature Of an officious courioſity Not I Sir. Or that other privat ends Sift your retirements— Neither. Under favour Signior Malfato, I am ſent to crave Your leiſure, for a word or two in private. To me! your minde This letter will informe ye. Letter? howes this? whats here? Speake yee to me ſir? Brave riddle: ▪Ile endevour to unfold it. How fares the Lord Adurni? Sure in health ſir. He is a noble Gentle-man; withall Happy in his endevours: the generall voyce Sounds him for courteſie, behaviour, language, And every faire demeanor, an example: Titles of honour adde not to his worth, Who is himſelfe an honour to his titles. You know from whence this comes. I doe. D'ee laugh! But that I muſt conſider ſuch as Spaniels, To thoſe who feed and cloath them, I would print Thy pandariſme upon thy fore-head: there Beare backe that paper to the hell from whence It gave thee thy directions, tell this Lord, He ventur'd on a fooliſh policie, In aiming at the ſcandall of my bloud, The tricke is childiſh, baſe, ſay baſe. You wrong him. Be wiſe Malfato. Say, I know this whore. She who ſent this temptation, was wife To his abuſed ſervant, and divorc'd From poore Benatzi, ſenceleſſe of the wrongs That Madam Levidolche and Adurni Might revell in their ſports without controule, Secure, uncheckt. You range too wildly now, Are too much inconſiderate. I am A gentleman free borne, I never wore The ragges of any great mans lokes, nor fed Upon their after-meales; I never croucht Unto the offall of an Office promiſ'd Reward for long attendance, and then miſt. I read no difference between this huge, This monſtrous big word Lord, and Gentleman, More than the Title ſounds; for ought I learne, The latter is as noble as the firſt, I'me ſure more ancient. Let me tell you then, You are too bitter, talk you know not what, Make all men equalls, and confound all courſe Of order, and of Nature: this is madneſſe. Tis ſo; and I have reaſon to be mad: Reaſon Aurelio, by my truth and hopes. This wit Futelli brings a ſuit of love From Lenidolche, one however maskt In colourable privacie, is fam'd The Lord Adurnies penſioner, at leaſt. Am I a husband pickt out for a ſtrumpet, For a caſt ſuit of bawdrie? Aurelio, You are as I am, you could ill digeſt The triall of a patience ſo unfit. Be gone Futelli, doe not mince one ſyllable Of what you hare: another fetch like this May tempt a pece o rage: ſo ſay, be gone. I ſhall report your anſwer. What have I Deſerv'd to bee ſo uſ'd? in colder blood I doe confeſſe nobilite requires Dutie and love, it is a badge of vertue, By action equir'd, and next in ranke Vnto anoynted royal ie wherein Have I neglected diſtance, or forgot Obſervance to ſuperiours? ſure my name Was in the oe miſtooke.