Davenport, Robert · published 1639 · first performed or written 1625 [c.1624-1639] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men (?); Lady Elizabeth's Men (?) unassigned nearest T26 Devils, hell and fiends · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
So much the worse, Well wot you that our Order is by Oath Confined from any meeting with that Sex, Especially at Midnight; and so late; Scarce in the daytime durst I meet a face Of such Temptation, but in dead of rest 'Twould scandalize my Order. Press him not, if he be so precise. heaven's Benison and mine light on you till I meet you next; But to lie there where a she Devil haunts, (Less with my Hosts by at Islington) May the Grand Devil fetch me, bless you all. Tush, Scholars still are Cowards, let him pass, Daughter, you still are mine? Else not my own. Enough; will any of you Gentlemen, In that my last: night's lodging second me? 'Tis too full of terror; Geoffrey wilt thou? Offer myself to the Devil before my time? You might accuse my folly. Or any here? Not I. Nor I. It shall be then my care to find out one To conjure down this spirit, and doubt it not. So much for that: But Mistress, what from me, Except you to express my gratitude For this so late a favour? Only this; t'avoid all imputation fame may cast Upon my honour touching Slightall's fall, In which the World may think I had chief hand: 'Tis but to find him out, and on his poverty Bestow some small relief. Now as I live, I'll do't with a full and Plenteous hand if that be all. I'll aid him in the search to make That sweet conclusion. In the mean time 't shall be my providence To have my house unhaunted; come my Lord, Lead you the way, my wife and I will follow. Remember Nan. Want whilst I have, or hear my pockets chide? While his are silent? there's no justice in't: And if he do while my exchequer lasts, May I be held a Proverb made to cast In every false Grooms teeth? Is this the day? It is. Art sure? Upon my— What? thy faith? Upon my Ears 'tis true. I will not trust to hearsay, let thine eyes Proclaim what's written in this Almanac, If this be the set Day. Quindecem Michaelis, certainly the same. If't be not tendered then twixt Sun and Sun, The Mortgage is my own. If you have the conscience to take the forfeit. Conscience? what in that is wanting he shall find Made good in Law. I see the Devil yet is good to some, Though it repents me of the Bargain sealed, Yet am I glad and proud of my supply; Which the more precious is, being infinite, Not capable of end; for Mammon's treasure, A prodigal hand may waste, but ne'er consume. What sudden change is this? do my eyes mock me, Or must I call him Master? Roger? a hand; I know thou art in want, as one some Weeks that hath been out of service, take that gold And spend it freely, when thou want'st here's more. And you are both in cash and sense likewise?
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So much the worſe, Well wot you that our Order is by Oath Confin'd from any meeting with that Sex, Eſpecially at Midnight; and ſo late; Scarce in the day-time durſt I meet a face Of ſuch Temptation, but in dead of reſt 'Twould ſcandalize my Order. Preſſe him not, if he be ſo preciſe. Heavens Beniſon and mine light on you till I meet you next; But to lye there where a ſhe Divell haunts, (Leſſe with my Hoſtes by at Iſlington) May the Grand Divell fetch me, bleſſe you all. Tuſh, Schollers ſtill are Cowards, let him paſſe, Daughter, you ſtill are mine? Elſe not my owne. Enough; will any of you Gentlemen, In that my laſt: nights lodging ſecond me? 'Tis too full of terrour; Geffrey wilt thou? Offer my ſelfe to the Divill before my time? You might accuſe my folly. Or any heere? Not I. N or I. It ſhall be then my care to finde out one To conjure downe this ſpirit, and doubt it not. So much for that: But Miſtris, what from me, Except you to expreſſe my gratitude For this ſo late a favour? Onely this; t'avoyd all imputation fame may caſt Upon my honour touching Slightalls fall, In which the World may thinke I had chiefe hand: 'Tis but to find him out, and on his poverty Beſtow ſome ſmall reliefe. Now as I live, Ile doe't with a full and Plentious hand if that be all. Ile aide him in the ſearch to make That ſweet concluſion. In the meane time't ſhall be my providence To have my houſe unhaunted; come my Lord, Leade you the way, my wife and I will follow. Remember Nan. Want whil'ſt I have, or heare my pockets chide? While his are ſilent? there's no juſtice in't: And if he doe while my Exchequor laſts, May I be held a Proverbe made to caſt In every falſe Groomes teeth? Is this the day? It is. Art ſure? Upon my— What? thy faith? Upon my Eares 'tis true. I will not truſt to heare-ſay, let thine eyes Proclaime what's written in this Almanack, If this be the ſet Day. Quindecem Michaelis, certainely the ſame. If't be not tendred then 'twixt Sun and Sun, The Morgage is my owne. If you have the conſcience to take the forfeit. Conſcience? what in that is wanting he ſhall find Made good in Law. I ſee the Divell yet is good to ſome, Though it repents me of the Bargaine ſeal'd, Yet am I glad and proud of my ſupply; Which the more precious is, being infinite, Not capable of end; for Mammons treaſure, A prodigall hand may waſt, but ne're conſume. What ſudden change is this? doe my eyes mock me, Or muſt I call him Maſter? Roger? a hand; I know thou art in want, as one ſome Weekes that hath bin out of ſervice, take that gold And ſpend it freely, when thou want'ſt here's more. And you are both in caſh and ſence likewiſe?