Mayne, Jasper · published 1639 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638(?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · before the Court T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.81 · 476 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Why what's the matter? Never Poor Lady had so much unbred holiness About her person; I am never dressed Without a sermon, but am forced to prove The lawfulness of curling irons before She'll crisp me in a morning; I must show Text for the fashions of my gowns, she'll ask Where Jewels are commanded, or what Lady Ith' primitive times wore ropes of pearl or rubies; She will urge councils for her little ruff Called in Northamptonshire; and her whole service Is a mere confutation of my clothes. Why Madam, I assure you time hath been However she be otherwise, when she had A good quick wit, and would have made to a Lady A serviceable sinner. She can't preserve (The gift for which I took her) but (as though She Were inspired from Ipswich) she will make The Acts and Monuments in sweetmeats; Quinces Arraigned and burnt at a stake; all my banquets Are persecutions, and Dioclesian's days Are brought for entertainment, and we eat Martyrs. Madam she is far gone. Nay, Sir, she is A Puritan at her needle too. Indeed? She works religious petticoats; for flowers She'll make Church Histories; her needle doth So sanctify my Cushionets, besides My smock-sleeves have such holy embroideries, And are so learned, that I fear in time All my apparel will be quoted by Some pure instructor. Yesterday I went To see a Lady that has a Parrot, my woman While I was in discourse converted the fowl. And now it can speak nought but Knox's works, So there's a parrot lost. Faith Madam she Was earnest to come to you, had I known Her Mistress had so bred her I would first Ha preferred her to new England. Surely, Sir, You promised me when you did take my money To help me to a faithful service, a Lady That would be saved. Not one that loves profane, Unsanctified fashions. Fly my sight You goody Hofman, and keep your chamber till You can provide yourself some cure, or I Will forthwith excommunicate your zeal, And make you a silent waiting woman. Ms Dorcas, If you'll be usher to that holy learned woman That can heal broken shins, scald heads, and th' Itch, Your schoolmistress, that can expound, and teaches To knit in Chaldee, and work Hebrew samplers, I'll help you back again. The motion sure is good And I will ponder of it. From thy zeal, The frantic lady's judgements, and Histriomastix, Deliver me. This was of your preferring, You must needs help me to another. How Would you desire her qualified, deformed And crooked like some Ladies, who do wear Their women like black patches to set 'em of? I need no foil, nor shall I think I'm white Only between two Moores; or that my nose Stands wrong, because my woman's doth stand right.
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Why whats the matter? Never Poore Lady had so much unbred holynesse About her person; I am never drest Without a sermon, but am forct to prove The lawfulnesse of curling irons before She'l crisp me in a morning; I must show Text for the fashions of my gownes, she'l aske Where Jewels are commanded, or what Lady Ith' primitive times wore ropes of pearle or rubyes; She will urge Councells for her litle ruffe Calld in Northampton shire; and her whole service Is a meere confutation of my clothes. Why Madam, I assure you time hath beene However she be otherwise, when she had A good quick wit, and would have made to a Lady A serviceable sinner. She can't preserve (The guift for which I took her) but (as though She Were inspird from Ipswitch) she will make The Acts and Monuments in sweet-meats; Quinces Arraigned and burnt at a stake; all my banquets Are persequutions, and Dioclesians dayes Are brought for entertainment, and we eat Martyrs. Madam she is farre gone. Nay, Sir, she is A Puritan at her needle too. Indeed? She works religious petticoats; for flowers She'l make Church Histories; her needle doth So sanctify my Cushionets, besides My smock-sleeves have such holy imbroderies, And are so learned, that I feare in time All my apparell will be quoted by Some pure Instructer. Yesterday I went To see a Lady that has a Parrot, my woman While I was in discourse converted the fowle. And now it can speak nought but Knoxes workes, So theres a parrot lost. Faith Madam she Was earnest to come to you, had I knowne Her Mistresse had so bred her I would first Ha preferd her to new England. Surely, Sir, You promised me when you did take my mony To help me to a faithfull service, a Lady That would be saved. Not one that loves profane, Unsanctified fashions. Fly my sight You gooddy Hofman, and keep your chamber till You can provide your selfe some cure, or I Will forthwith excommunicate your zeale, And make you a silent waiting woman. Ms Dorcas, If you'l be usher to that holy learned woman That can heale broken shinnes, scald heads, and th' Itch, Your schoole-mistresse, that can expound, and teaches To knit in Chaldee, and work Hebrew samplers, Ile hlpe you back againe. The motion sure is good And I will ponder of it. From thy zeale, The frantick Ladies judgements, and Histriomastix, Deliver me. This was of your preferring, You must needs help me to another. How Would you desire her qualified, deformed And crooked like some Ladies, who doe weare Their women like black patches to set em of? I need no foile, nor shall I think I'me white Only between two Moores; or that my nose Stands wrong, because my womans doth stand right.