Nabbes, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals) not in BritDrama · Beeston's Boys · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
I know your meaning sir. Why should those pearls be wasted, Till they every my funeral? Distraction Hurries my thoughts, and hindereth them from ordering Any resolve. Have I proceeded hitherto? And shall I now give back? The infamy Sticks on my name already; and the stain Thrown on it by the black mouthed multitude For being in grateful, by bare satisfaction Cannot be washed away. Her virtue likewise will be suspected. I must therefore on Since reason prompts me to it. Love shall excuse The act, and my neglect of other dues. Sweet I am now resolved. Resolved! to what? To consummate our wishes. Now I think on't 'Tis better not. I find my flame abated: My love's not half so violent, I can stay, And try you first. How's this? why will you now Change your intent that seemed so resolute? 'Twill make us be the subject of discourse, And libelling ballads; every gossip's feast Will make mirth from our shame. No matter for't I now begin t'examine what's in you So taking An indifferent handsome frame; The superficies neatly varnished over. In it should dwell a soul rich as the building Doth promise to the eye; but I suspect it. Thy actions suit not with a noble spirit. Thy love's but wanton passion, not the virtue Should give it warrant. He that would be mine, Must in his mind as well as outward shine. Again farewell. Stay: I have fooled myself Into a maze of errors, and do want M' instructive part to guide me. All my faculties Of soul are puzzled, and at every turning. Do mate themselves with doubts. Why should you feign This cruelty to kill me, when my joys Were almost strengthened in the life you gave them, So far as not to fear a new relapse? Having corrected all the accidents Of my diseased love, will you now desist To make a perfect cure? Medicines applied To an unwilling or distrustful patient Their work's hindered. You have ill received The means; and what succeeds, yourself is guilty of; No cruelty of mine. Are you resolved then To send me back to my first misery? And anew make me wretched? Till confirmed there's merit in you. Is my want of that Only suspected by you? Hear me first, And then farewell. May I be cursed beyond Recovery by my penitence; let heaven ne'er make me master of a wish that may Include my least good, if I marry you— How's this? Until your parents free consent, And the good liking of that injured man Allow it public ceremony Thou canst not Figure a more impossibility. It must be never then. Call in thy vow; The rashness will dispense wich't That might give A new occasion for your cruel wit To tax me with new weakness. Know I can Be man as well as lover; and am fixed In my resolve, beyond the power of change By any passion.
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I know your meaning sir. Why should those pearles be wasted, Till they enrich my funerall? Distraction Hurries my thoughts, and hindreth them from ord'ring Any resolve. Have I proceeded hitherto? And shall I now give back? The infamy Sticks on my name already; and the stain Thrown on it by the black mouth'd multitude For being in gratefull, by bare satisfaction Cannot be washt away. Her vertue likewise will be suspected. I must therefore on Since reason prompts me to it. Love shall excuse The act, and my neglect of other dues. Sweet I am now resolv'd. Resolv'd! to what? To consummate our wishes. Now I think on't 'Tis better not. I find my flame abated: My lov's not half so violent, I can stay, And try you first. How's this? why will you now Change your intent that seem'd so resolute? 'Twill make us be the subject of discourse, And libelling ballads; every goships feast Will make mirth from our shame. No matter for't I now begin t'examine what's in you Sking An indifferent handsome fra; The superficies neatly varnisht over. In it should dwell a soule rich as the building Doth promise to the eye; but I suspect it. Thy actions suite not with a noble spirit. Thy lov's but wanton passion, not the vertue Should give it warrant. He that would be mine, Must in his mind as well as outward shine. Agen farewell. Stay: I have fool'd my selfe Into a maze of errors, and do want M' instructive part to guide me. All my faculties Of soule are puzled, and at every turning. Do mate themselves with doubts. Why should you feigne This cruelty to kill me, when my joyes Were almost strengthned in the life you gave them, So far as not to feare a new relaps? Having corrected all the accidents Of my diseas'd love, will you now desist To make a perfect cure? Medicines apply'd To an unwilling or distrustfull patient Their working's hindred. You have ill receiv'd The meanes; and what succedes, your selfe is guilty of; No cruelty of mine. Are you resolv'd then To send me back to my first misery? And anew make me wretched? 'Till confirm'd Ther's merit in you. Is my want of that Onely suspected by you? Heare me first, And then farewell. May I be curst beyond Recovery by my penitence; let heaven Ne're make me master of a wish that may Include my least good, if I marry you— How's this? Untill your parents free consent, And the good liking of that injur'd man Allow it publike ceremony Thou canst not Figure a more impossibility. It must be never then. Call in thy vow; The rashnesse will dispense wich't That might give A new occasion for your cruell wit To tax me with new weaknesse. Know I can Be man as well as lover; and am fixt In my resolve, beyond the power of change By any passion.