Lower, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [c.1622-1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Assuage your furies (I beseech you) and let me decide the business between you, since you both claim her particularly to yourselves, and neither will yield thereunto, refer yourselves to the lady's own choice, and be content to stand to her election. I am content— I know I am the properer man— aside. I subscribe to't willingly— she must needs choose me for many respects, whose deserts cannot but be discerned by her affectionate eyes— aside. Methinks I am embracing her dainty body already, whilst thou Praedarius stand'st as an envious spectator of my happiness. Alas poor fool how thou art deceived, thou embracest Ixion like but a cloud in thy imagination, while the Lady Iuno the true substance is reserved for me; mark thou th'event to thy shame Rapinus. I come Lucinda, thy Rapinus comes To court thy beauty, who in spite of fate And all the opposition of the world With this right hand will guard thee, though a troop Or armed Fiends stood up, grant me but Love I'll hold thee then though rivalled by Iove. But that I know Lucinda ne'er will grant When she perceives Praedarius rivals him Her lovely guardian, I do see her eyes Dart amorous glances on me, and her hate To him shall be discerned in his fate This is good they are gone and left all the boot behind, but 'twill not be amiss to discover if the coast be clear or no. Ha, ha, ha, they are gone sheer away by this light, was it not sport comrades to see them fight one with another, what fools were they to fall out in that manner and leave this unregarded? Let them still disagree so, we fare the better for't, if this occasion had not happened we had fingered but a little share of this wealth, I can tell ye. This bag is mine. And this is mine. But where is my part then? And mine, by Mahomet we will not be thus used. This is good i'faith, whilst we are talking you are taking, my masters you are best let us share with you, give me this bag Sirrah. And me this, or by. 'tis in vain to strive, you shall get nothing that way but blows, do you not know that possession is a main point of the Law. Cheat us and jeer too, Rogues our parts are your hearts— they fall together by the cares. How now what's the matter here, fighting about the prey, we'll have you all hanged for this you slaves. Good Sirs be patient, and by your good savours, let me tell you we did but follow your example, and we know 'tis a chief maxim in war that Soldiers are bound to follow their Leaders. Besides Sirs our quarrel bears a better colour with it then yours, being for gold and jewels, yours but for a pretty Wench, pardon our saucy talkings.
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Asswage your furies (I beseech you) and let mee decide the businesse betweene you, since you both claime her particularly to your selves, and neither will yeeld thereunto, referre your selves to the Ladies owne choice, and bee content to stand to her election. I am content—I know I am the properer man—aside. I subscribe to't willingly—shee must needs chuse me for many respects, whose deserts cannot but be discerned by her affectionate eyes—aside. Methinkes I am imbracing her dainety body already, whilst thou Praedarius stand'st as an envious spectator of my happinesse. Alas poore foole how thou art deceived, thou imbracest Ixion like but a cloud in thy imagination, while the Lady Iuno the true substance is reserved for me; marke thou th'event to thy shame Rapinus. I come Lucinda, thy Rapinus comes To court thy beautie, who in spite of fate And all the opposition of the world With this right hand will guard thee, though a troope Or armed Fiends stood up, grant me but Love I'le hold thee then though rivalled by Iove. But that I know Lucinda ne're will gra When she perceives Praedarius rivals him Her lovely guardian, I doe see her eyes Dart amourous glaunces on mee, and her hate To him shall be discerned in his fate This is good they are gone and left all the boote behind, but twill not be amisse to discover if the coast bee cleere or no. Ha, ha, ha, they are gone sheere away by this light, was it not sport camrades to see them fight one with another, what fooles were they to fall out in that manner and leave this unregarded? Let them still disagree so, wee fare the better for't, if this occasion had not happened we had finger'd but a little share of this wealth, I can tell yee. This bagge is mine. And this is mine. But where is my part then? And mine, by Mahomet we will not be thus used. This is good y'faith, whilst wee are talking you are taking, my masters you are best let us share with you, give me this bagge Sirrah. And me this, or by. Tis in vaine to strive, you shall get nothing that way but blowes, doe you not know that possession is a main point of the Law. Cheate us and jeere too, Rogues our partes are your heart—they fall together by the cares. How now what's the matter here, fighting about the prey, we'll have you all hang'd for this you slaves. Good Sirs bee patient, and by your good savours, let me tell you we did but follow your example, and we know tis a chiefe maxime in warre that Souldiers are bound to follow their Leaders. Besides Sirs our quarrell beares a better colour with it then yours, being for gold and jewels, your's but for a prettie Wench, pardon our sawcy talkings.