Cartwright, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1636 [Aug 30] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
It is a time of Mercy; you have only Called forth those Favours which were freely coming. These generous thoughts have added to our Conquest. It is no Victory, that's got upon The sluggish, and the abject. Descend then; And when we've joined our hands, as Pledges of Our hearts combining so, let us return To th'Celebration of an equal Triumph, In an united marriage of our joys. There I confess a Conquest, where I find He that subdued my body, gains my mind. NAy, remember you kicked me Gentlemen. Faith Landlord Molops, I'd have sworn thou hadst been of a better Nature, than to remember Pot quarrels. By my troth I should have kicked my Father in that humour. Well, you colloque now: say I should present you to Arsamnes and Cratander, what would you do? Only welcome their return with a Dance, that so we might frisk into Liberty. Yes, and kick me again. Dost thou think we are Rogues and Villains? Well, with all my heart, but upon this Condition, that you untie neither Leg, nor Arm; you know Cratander's charge. Dost thou think we'd bring thee into any danger? We have studied the Figure, and the Measure already. You must let the two old women dance with you. Who, the two whores that Cratander committed? The very same. They are wondrous suitable now: for you must know, that when such slippery Eels do come under my fingers, the first thing that I do, is to strip 'em and to put 'em into other cases. You'll make a most perfect Gobline's Masque among you. Why? they will fall in pieces, If they stir but any thing violently. No matter for falling in pieces; I'll pawn my word to you, they shall not sweat. Any thing, good honest Molops, we are content. You, within there, Polecats; do y'heare? I have procured so much of the Gentlemen, hold your breaths be sure, and remember you do not drown the Music with your Coughing. Whiles thus we're joined we are too hard for fortune, Scarce Heaven itself can hurt us, for it will not. There's no care now remaining, but t'invent New pleasures. Let the hour's wheel swiftly away In sports and Dances. Then we pay the Gods Best thanks, when we do show most sense of joy. I have an humble suit to your Majesty in the behalf of some distressed people. Let's hear't: what is't? There are half a dozen of sinners at the door, four of them are the Captives which your Majesty refused: two of 'em are of another Sex, but would willingly join with 'em, and present you with a Dance, in congratulation of your happiness. Go, bring 'em in, let Prisons this day know The joys of Palaces. We will receive All the delights the world can yield us. Hark. I hope your Majesty will not deny To grace a Company of younger Ladies, With the like favourable eye. They do Honour our joys in condescending to Be Actors in their Celebration.
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It is a time of Mercy; you have only Call'd forth those Favours which were freely comming▪ These generous thoughts have added to our Conquest. It is no Victory, that's got upon The sluggish, and the abject. Descend then; And when wee've joyn'd our hands, as Pledges of Our hearts combining so, let us returne To th'Celebration of an equall Triumph, In an united marriage of our joyes. There I confesse a Conquest, where I finde He that subdu'd my body, gaines my minde. NAy, remember you kick'd me Gentlemen. Faith Landlord Molops, I'd have sworne thou hadst beene of a better Nature, than to remember Pot quarrels. By my troth I should have kick'd my Father in that humour. Well, you collogue now: say I should present you to Arsamnes and Cratander, what would you doe? Only welcome their returne with a Dance, that so we might friske into Liberty. Yes, and kicke me againe. Dost thou thinke we are Rogues and Villaines? Well, with all my heart, but upon this Condition, that you unty neither Leg, nor Arme; you know Cratanders charge. Dost thou thinke wee'd bring thee into any danger? We have study'd the Figure, and the Measure already. You must let the two old women dance with you. Who, the two whores that Cratander committed? The very same. They are wondrous sutable now: for you must know, that when such slippery Eeles doe come under my fingers, the first thing that I doe, is to strip 'em and to put 'em into other cases. Youle make a most perfect Gobline's Masque among you. Why? they will fall in peeces, If they stirre but any thing violently. No matter for falling in peeces; I'le pawne my word to you, they shall not sweat. Any thing, good honest Molops, we are content. You, within there, Polecats; do y'heare? I have procur'd so much of the Gentlemen, hold your breaths be sure, and remember you doe not drowne the Musicke with your Coughing. Whiles thus we're joyn'd we are too hard for fortune, Scarce Heav'n it selfe can hurt us, for it will not. There's no care now remaining, but t'invent New pleasures. Let the houres wheele swiftly away In sports and Dances. Then we pay the Gods Best thankes, when we doe shew most sense of joy. I have an humble suit to your Majesty in the behalfe of some distressed people. Let's heare't: what is't? There are halfe a dozen of sinners at the doore, foure of them are the Captives which your Majesty refus'd▪ two of 'em are of another Sexe, but would willingly joyne with 'em, and present you with a Dance, in congratulation of your happinesse. Goe, bring 'em in, let Prisons this day know The joyes of Palaces. We will receive All the delights the world can yeeld us. Hearke. I hope your Majesty will not deny To grace a Company of younger Ladyes, With the like favourable eye. They doe Honour our joyes in condescending to Be Actors in their Celebration.