Massinger, Philip · published 1639 · first performed or written 1624 [1624-1625] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Globe T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.84 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
My Lady's colour changes. She falls off too. You are a naughty man, indeed you are, And I will sooner perish with my father Then at this price redeem him. Take your own way, Your modest legal way, 'tis not your veil Nor mourning habit, nor these creatures taught To howl, and cry, when you begin to whimper, Nor following my Lords coach in the dirt, Nor that with you rely upon, a bribe Will do it when there's something he likes better. These courses in an old crone of three score, That had seven years together tired the court With tedious petitions and clamours, For the recovery of a strangling husband, To pay forsooth the duties of one to her, But for a Lady of your tempting beauties, Your youth and ravishing features to hope only In such a suit as this is, to gain favour Without exchange of courtesy, you conceive me, Were madness at the height, here's brave young Beaufort The meteor of Marseilles, one that holds The governor his father's will and power In more awe than his own, come, come advance, Present your bag crammed with crowns of the sun, Do you think he cares for money? he loves pleasure, Burn your petition, burn it, he dotes on you, Upon my knowledge, to his cabinet, do And he will point you out a certain course, Be the cause right or wrong to have your father Released with much facility. Do you hear? Take a pander with you. I tell thee there is neither Employment yet nor money. I have commanded And spent my own means in my country's service, In hope to raise a fortune. Many have hoped so, But hopes prove seldom certainties with soldiers. If no preferment, let me but receive My pay that is behind, to set me up A tavern, or a vaulting house; while men love Or drunkenness, or lechery, they'll ne'er fail me: Shall I have that? As our prizes are brought in, Till then you must be patient. In the mean time, How shall do for clothes? As most captains do Philosopher like, carry all you have about you. But how shall I do to satisfy Calon monsieur, There lies the doubt. That's easily decided, My father's tables free for any man That hath borne arms. And there's good store of meat? Never fear that. I'll seek no other ordinary then, But be his daily guest without invitement, And if my stomach hold, I'll feed so heartily As he shall pay me suddenly to be quit of me. 'tis she. And further. Away you are troublesome, Designs of more weight. Ha fair Theocrine, Nay if a velvet petticoat move in the front Buff jerkins must to the rear, I know my manners This is indeed great business, m ne a gewgaw I may dance attendance, this must be dispatched, And suddenly, or all will go to wrack. Charge her home in the flank my Lord, nay I am gone sir, Belgarde
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My Ladies colour changes. She falls off too. You are a naughty man, indeed you are, And I will sooner perish with my father Then at this price redeeme him. Take your owne way, Your modest legall way, tis not your vayle Nor mourning habit, nor these creatures taught To howle, and cry, when you beginne to whimper, Nor following my Lords coach in the dirt, Nor that with you relie upon, bribe Will doe it when there's something he likes better. These courses in an old crone of three score, That had seaven yeares together tirde the court With tedious petitions and clamors, For the recovery of a strangling husband, To pay forsooth the duties of one to her, But for a Lady of your tempting beauties, Your youth and ravishing features to hope only In such a suite as this is, to gaine favor Without exchange of courtesie, you conceive me, Were madnes at the height, heres brave yong Beaufort The meteor of Marsellis, one that houlds The governour his fathers will and power In more awe then his owne, come, come advance, Present your bag cramm'd with crowns of the sunne, Doe you thinke he cares for money? he loves pleasure, Burne your petition, burne it, he dotes on you, Upon my knowledge, to his cabinet, doe And hee will point you out a certaine course, Be the cause right or wrong to have your father Releasd with much facility. Doe you heare? Take a pander with you. I tell thee there is neither Imployment yet nor money. I have commanded And spent my owne meanes in my countries service, In hope to raise a fortune. Many have hop'd so, But hopes prove seldome certainties with souldiers. If no preferment, let me but receive My pay that is behinde, to set me up A taverne, or a vaulting house; while men love Or drunkennesse, or lechery, they'l nere fayle me: Shall I have that? As our prises are brought in, Till then you must be patient. In the meane time, How shall doe for cloths? As most captaines doe Philosopher like, carry all you have about you. But how shall I do to satisfie Clon Mounsieur, There lies the doubt. Thats easily decided, My fathers tables free for any man That hath borne armes. And theres good store of meat? Never feare that. I'le seeke no other ordinarie then, But be his daily ghest without invitement, And if my stomacke hould, lle feed so heartily As he shall pay me suddainely to be quit of me. Tis shee. And further. Away you are troublesome, Designes of more weight. Ha faire Theocrine, Nay if a velvet peticote move in the front Buffe jerkins must to the rere, I know my manner This is indeed great businesse, ne a gugawe I may dance attendance, this must be dispatchd, And suddainly, or all will goe to wracke. Charge her home in the flank my Lord, nay I am gone sir, Belgarde