Brome, Richard · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1636-1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Do? They have done too much already sir: a Virgin Shall not pass shortly for these street-walkers, If some judicious order be not taken. Hear me the truth. Sir, speak to your companions, I have a wife and daughters, and am bound, By hourly precepts, to hear women first, Be't truth, or no truth, therefore virgin speak, And fear no bug bears, I will do thee justice. Sir, they assailed me, and with violent hands, When words could not prevail, they would have drawn me Aside unto their lust till I cried murder. Protest Sir, as I am a gentleman, And as my man's a man she beat us both, Till I cried murder. That's the woeful truth on't. You are a party, and no witness sir, Besides you're two, and one is easier To be believed: moreover as you have the odds In number, what were justice, if it should not support The weaker side? Away with them to the Counter. Call you this justice? In th' Antipodes. Here's much to be reformed, young man thy virtue Hath won my favour, go, thou art at large. Be gone. He puts me out, my part is now To bribe the Constable. No matter go— And you sir, take that sober seeming wanton, And clap her up, till I hear better of her, I'll strip you of your office and your ears else. At first show mercy. They are an ignorant nation, And have my pity mingled with correction: And therefore, damsel (for you are the first Offender I have noted here, and this Your first offence (for aught I know) Yes truly. That was well said. Go and transgress no more, And as you find my mercy sweet, see that You be not cruel to your grandmother, When she returns from bear-baiting. So all be gone. And what are these? A woman Fencer, that has played a Prize, It seems, with Loss of blood. It doth amaze me. What can her husband be, when she's a Fencer? He keeps a School, and teacheth needlework, Or some such Arts which we call womanish. 'tis most miraculous and wonderful. Rogues, Varlets, Harlots, ha' you done Your worst, or would you drown me? would you take my life? Duck him again, duck him again. What noise is this? Some man it seems, that's ducked for scolding. A man for scolding? You shall see. So, so, Enough, enough, he will be quiet now. How know you that, you devil ridden witch you? How, quiet; why quiet? has not the law past on me, Over, and over me, and must I be quiet? Will you incur the law the second time? The laws the river, is't? yes 'tis a river, Through which great men, and cunning, wade, or swim; But mean and ignorant must drown in't; no You hags and hellhounds, witches, bitches, all, That were the law, the Judge, and Executioners, To my vexation, I hope to see More flames about your ears, than all the water You cast me in can quench.
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Doe? They have done too much already sir: a Virgin Shall not passe shortly for these street-walkers, If some judicious order be not taken. Heare me the truth. Sir, speake to your companions, I have a wife and daughters, and am bound, By hourely precepts, to heare women first, Be't truth, or no truth, therefore virgin speake, And feare no bug beares, I will doe thee justice. Sir, they assayld me, and with violent hands, When words could not prevaile, they would have drawne mee Aside unto their lust till I cryed murder. Protest Sir, as I am a gentleman, And as my man's a man she beat us both, Till I cryd murder. That's the woefull truth on't. You are a party, and no witnesse sir, Besides y'are two, and one is easier To be beleev'd: moreover as you have the oddes In number, what were justice, if it should not support The weaker side? Away with them to the Counter. Call you this justice? In th' Antipodes. Here's much to be reform'd, young man thy vertue Hath wonne my favour, goe, thou art at large. Be gone. He puts me out, my part is now To bribe the Constable. No matter goe — And you sir, take that sober seeming wanton, And clap her up, till I heare better of her, Ile strip you of your office and your eares else. At first shew mercy. They are an ignorant nation, And have my pitty mingled with correction: And therefore, damsell (for you are the first Offender I have noted here, and this Your first offence (for ought I know) Yes truely. That was well said. Goe and transgresse no more, And as you finde my mercy sweet, see that You be not cruell to your grandmother, When she returnes from beare-baiting. So all be gone. And what are these? A woman Fencer, that has plaid a Prize, It seemes, with Losse of blood. It doth amaze me. What can her husband be, when shee's a Fencer? He keepes a Schoole, and teacheth needle-worke, Or some such Arts which we call womanish. Tis most miraculous and wonderfull. Rogues, Varlets, Harlots, ha you done Your worst, or would you drowne me? would you take my life? Ducke him againe, ducke him againe. What noise is this? Some man it seemes, that's duckt for scolding. A man for scolding? You shall see. So, so, Enough, enough, he will be quiet now. How know you that, you divell ridden witch you? How, quiet; why quiet? has not the law▪ past on me, Over, and over me, and must I be quiet? Will you incurre the law the second time? The lawes the river, ist? yes tis a river, Through which great men, and cunning, wade, or swimme; But meane and ignorant must drowne in't; no You hagges and hel-hounds, witches, bitches, all, That were the law, the Judge, and Executioners, To my vexation, I hope to see More flames about your eares, then all the water You cast me in can quench.