Mayne, Jasper · published 1639 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638(?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 488 words
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'tis but drawing Your Curtains and you do create your night. All times to Lovers and New married folks May be made dark. I will then. By this Room She's a rare Lady. I do almost wish I could change sex, and that she might beget Children on me. Nay will you enter? Lady, Pray will you show the way. Most City like, 'Slid take her by the arm, and lead her in. Your arm sweet Lady. BUt are you sure th' are they? I'll not believe My treacherous eyes again, but trust some dog To guide me, if I did not see his Uncle Coming this way, and Baneswright with him. Who, The fellow that brings Love to banes, and banes To bare thighs 'bout the town? The very same, Sir; The City Cupid that shoots arrows betwixt Party and party. All the difference is, He has his eyes, but they he brings together Sometimes do not see one another till Till they meet i'th' Church. What say you now if Ware-house Should in displeasure marry? 'tis so, this fellow In's company confirms me. 'tis the very business Why Plotwell has sent for us. Here they come. Prithee let's stand and overhear 'em. Stand close then. MAdam Aurelia is her name? Her father Was, Sir, an Irish Baron, that undid Himself by housekeeping. As for her birth I could wish it were meaner. As many Knights And Justices of peace as have been of The Family are reckoned into th' portion; She'll still be naming of her Ancestors, Ask Jointure by the Herald's book, and I That have no Coat, nor can show azure Lions, In Fields of Argent, shall be scorned; she'll think Her Honour wronged to match a man that hath No Scutcheons but them of his Company, Which once a year do serve to trim a Lighter To Westminster and back again. You are Mistaken, Sir. This Lady as she is Descended of a great house, so she hath No Dowry but her Arms. She can bring only Some leopard's heads, or strange beasts, which you know Being but Beasts, let them derive themselves From Monsters in the Globe, and lineally Proceed from Hercules' labours, they will never Advance her to a husband equal to herself in birth, that can give Beasts too. She Aims only to match one that can maintain Her some way to her state. She is possessed What streams of gold you flow in, Sir, But can she Affect my age? I asked her that; and told her You were about some threescore, Sir, and ten; But were as lusty as one of twenty, (or An aged Eunuch) And what replied she? she, Like a true Lucrece, answered it was fit For them to Marry by the Church book, who Came there to cool themselves; But to a Mind Chaste and endued with virtue, age did turn Love into Reverence.
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Tis but drawing Your Curtaines and you doe create your night. All times to Lovers and New married folkes May be made dark. J will then. By this Roome She's a rare Lady. J doe almost wish I could change sexe, and that she might beget Children on me. Nay will you enter? Ladie, Pray will you show the way. Most Citie like, 'Slid take her by the arme, and lead her in. Your arme sweet Lady. BUt are you sure th' are they? I'le not believe My treacherous eies againe, but trust some dog To guid me, if J did not see his Uncle Comming this way, and Baneswright with him. Who, The fellow that brings Love to banes, and banes To bare thighes 'bout the towne? The very same, Sir; The Citie Cupid that shoots arrowes betwixt Partie and partie. All the difference is, He has his eyes, but they he brings together Sometimes doe not see one another till Till they meet ith' Church. What say you now if Ware-house Should in displeasure marry? Tis so, this fellow In's company confirmes me. Tis the very businesse Why Plotwell has sent for us. Here they come. Prithee lets stand and overheare 'em. Stand close then. MAdam Aurelia is her name? Her father Was, Sir, an Irish Baron, that undid Himselfe by house-keeping. As for her birth I could wish it were meaner. As many Knights And Justices of peace as have been of The Family are reckoned into th' portion; She'l still be naming of her Ancestors, Aske Jointure by the Heralds booke, and I That have no Coat, nor can show azure Lions, In Fields of Argent, shall be scornd; she'l think Her Honour wrongd to match a man that hath No Scutcheons but them of his Company, Which once a yeare doe serve to trim a Lighter To Westminster and back againe. You are Mistaken, Sir. This Lady as she is Descended of a great house, so she hath No Dowrie but her Armes. She can bring only Some Libbards heads, or strange beasts, which you knowe Being but Beasts, let them derive themselves From Monsters in the Globe, and lineally Proceed from Hercules labours, they will never Advance her to a husband equall to Her selfe in birth, that can give Beasts too. She Aimes only to match one that can maintaine Her some way to her state. She is possest What streames of gold you flow in, Sir, But can she Affect my age? I askt her that; and told her You were about some threescore, Sr, and ten; But were as lusty as one of twenty, (or An aged Eunuch) And what replyed shee? shee, Like a true Lucrece, answerd it was fit For them to Marry by the Church booke, who Came there to coole themselves; But to a Mind Chast and indued with vertue, age did turne Love into Reverence.