Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
How prettily he speaks, I cannot choose but kiss thee for it. What a close and hot kiss was that? I like not this behaviour, would I were delivered hence, please you give me leave to go about my exercises? What exercises? My books and studies at the School, I shall be shent else by my Tutor. Come, thou shalt not leave me. Will you have me prove a truant then? No, but a student in a better art; hast thou ever read Ovid de arte amandi, or Ovid's amorous Epistles? Never. O, I would have thee study that book above all other, there are very good rules, and worth the observation truly, if thou errest in any thing therein written, I will be thy Mistress to instruct thee, follow my rudiments good son. But I have heard 'tis a ribaldrous book, and corrupteth youth to all wantonness. That is but a fantasy, a mere untruth; it was made by the Poet for youthful recreation and pastime, none but Stoical old men will inveigh against them, who envy that in others which they cannot enjoy in themselves. I understand not your Philosophy. Would thou didst, and wert well entered in my book and science; but where is thy father and my husband Aristippus? O, my dear husband, where have you lingered so long; you are too blame indeed to leave me so solitary, I must chide you for it, truly, had you tarried never so little longer, I should have died for sorrow. My sweet wife Demeneta, I have a jewel of thee, thy extreme love to me is confirmed in thy affection to my son Cnemon, virtuous woman. I love him I must confess, as well as if he were mine own son, or better. I know thou dost my love; never was a man happier in his choice, I think. Cnemon, sit on my lap pretty boy. No, I know my duty better. I will have it so; the very picture of his father. Pray mother excuse me, this is no fit place for me. There is not a prettier or wittier boy in Athens, but 'tis no wonder, that old men beget always the finest children, 'tis most commonly seen. I know your virtue, and therefore will dispute with you a little upon this subject, and ask you this question: how could you, a young woman, affect me an old man? How could I not Sir; your wisdom, staidness and understanding were such motives to my affection, as I would not change my old man for the youthfullest cavalier of all Greece; I hope for all your age, to have a hopeful offspring from you, such another as Cnemon, you can do it i'faith, old Aristippus. My girl, how thou dost revive my decayed spirits to hear thee talk thus! I will strain hard for this, but I will answer thy expectation.
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How prettily hee ſpeakes, I cannot chuſe but kiſſe thee for it. What a cloſe and hot kiſſe was that? I like not this behaviour, would I were delivered hence, pleaſe you give mee leave to goe about my exerciſes? What exerciſes? My bookes and ſtudies at the Schoole, I ſhall be ſhent elſe by my Tutor. Come, thou ſhalt not leave me. Will you have me prove a truant then? No, but a ſtudent in a better art; haſt thou ever read Ovid de arte amandi, or Ovids amorous Epiſtles? Never. O, I would have thee ſtudy that booke above all other, there are very good rules, and worth the obſervation truly, if thou erreſt in any thing therein written, I will be thy Miſtreſſe to inſtruct thee, follow my rudiments good ſonne. But I have heard 'tis a ribaldrous booke, and corrupteth youth to all wantonneſſe. That is but a fantaſie, a mere untruth; it was made by the Poet for youthfull recreation and paſtime, none but Stoicall old men will invey againſt them, who envie that in others which they cannot enjoy in themſelves. I underſtand not your Philoſophie. Would thou didſt, and wert well entred in my book and ſcience; but where is thy father and my husband Ariſtippus? O, my deare husband, where have you lingred ſo long; you are too blame indeed to leave me ſo ſolitary, I muſt chide you for it, truly, had you tarried never ſo little longer, I ſhould have died for ſorrow. My ſweet wife Demeneta, I have a jewell of thee, thy extreme love to me is confirmed in thy affection to my ſonne Cnemon, vertuous woman. I love him I muſt confeſſe, as well as if he were mine owne ſonne, or better. I know thou doſt my love; never was a man happier in his choice, I thinke. Cnemon, ſit on my lap pretty boy. No, I know my duty better. I will have it ſo; the very picture of his father. Pray mother excuſe me, this is no fit place for me. There is not a prettier or wittier boy in Athens, but 'tis no wonder, that old men beget alwaies the fineſt children, 'tis moſt commonly ſeene. I know your vertue, and therefore will diſpute with you a little upon this ſubject, and aske you this queſtion: how could you, a young woman, affect me an old man? How could I not Sir; your wiſdome, ſtayedneſſe and underſtanding were ſuch motives to my affection, as I would not change my old man for the youthfull'ſt cavalere of all Greece; I hope for all your age, to have a hopefull off-ſpring from you, ſuch another as Cnemon, you can doe it i'faith, old Ariſtippus. My girle, how thou doſt revive my decayed ſpirits to heare thee talke thus! I will ſtraine hard for this, but I will anſwer thy expectation.