The Ladies' Privilege (The Lady's Privilege) · chunk 31 of 31
Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1640] (Annals) not in BritDrama · before the Court unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 525 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Yes 'tis he, fate would not suffer two such Noble souls to be so disunited, gentle boy, Thy duty to thy Master will continue, Thy name in story, as the great example Of loyalty in servants. 'Twas the zeal I ought in duty to my Mrs. life, Hath put me on the attempt, which if he pardon, I'm fully satisfied. My joys does with a sudden ecstasy oppress My frail mortality, and I should sink, Wert not for my supporters, my Sabelli, Thou hast restored two lovers to their bliss, Whose gratitude shall pay to thy desert The tribute of their hearts: Dear Madam, now I hope your scrupulous doubts will remain free From any new suspicion. Since I have scaped the danger past, believe i'll avoid The like hereafter; my Lord please you confirm My choice; and let my sister be disposed To good Vitelli, he deserves her. Your wishes are fulfilled, Cosen Bonivet welcome to life Again; you and the General must be friends. Your goodness will pardon my misfortune? And desire to be esteemed your servant. With your leave gentlemen: Madam I have such news to tell you, as will tickle your understanding, to believe the General is married; and more, Signior Doria, Lord Bonivet lives; That's lucky news for you. He's here, good Signior Frangipan. My news has ever the worst luck; I must resolve to leave it off. But sir I have some sudden news to tell you: The thousand Ducats you contracted to pay me, When you could understand the French as perfectly As myself; by all these Lords indifferent judgement is Due on this very minute. This is news indeed; you do not mean to make a gull of me, a figo for a thousand Ducats: as I am a gentleman I know not French for any thing, not for an Ass: good your grace let me not be abused. 'Twas I my Lord who made the bargain with him, The money is not due until my cousin Have French as perfect as himself. He has, i'll bear him witness; for Adorni Speaks not one true French word. How not one true French Word? No not a word, you must disburse. Tutor, i'll tell you news, You made a fool of me, I could abuse him horribly, If I durst for fear of beating. My Lord If he will undertake wars, I'll quit my bargain. I'll pay it triple first, the name of war Has brought an age on me. You two agree that: cousins I rejoice To see this happy period of your loves. Let's back unto the Temple, that the Priest May by his sacred power unite your hearts. Lead to the Temple. GEntlemen, I'll tell you News, the Play is done, And he that writ it betwixt hope and Fear Stands pensive in the Tiring-house to hear Your Censures of his Play: Good Gentlemen Let it be kind, or otherwise his Pen Will write but dully, for he needs must lack If you dispraised the quickening Spirit of Sack To inflame his Genius, which you'll ever find Devoted to you, if your Votes be kind.
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Yes tis he, fate would not suffer two such Noble soules to be so disunited, gentle boy, Thy duty to thy Master will continue, Thy name in story, as the great example Of loyalty in servants. 'Twas the zeale I ought in duty to my Mrs. life, Hath put me on the attempt, which if he pardon, I'me fully satisfied. My joyes does with a suddain extasie oppresse My fraile mortality, and I should sinke, Wert not for my supporters, my Sabelli, Thou hast restor'd two lovers to their blisse, Whose gratitude shall pay to thy desert The tribute of their hearts: Deare Madam, now I hope your scrupulous doubts will remaine free From any new suspition. Since I have scap'd the danger past, beleeve ile avoyd The like hereafter; my Lord please you confirme My choyse; and let my sister be dispos'd To good Vitelli, he deserves her. Your wishes are fulfild, Cosen Bonivet welcome to life Agen; you and the Generall must be friends. Your goodnesse will pardon my misfortune? And desire to be esteem'd your servant. With your leave gentlemen: Madam I have such newes to tell you, as will tickle your understanding, to beleeve the Generall is married; and more, Signior Doria, Lord Bonivet lives; That's lucky newes for you. He's here, good Signior Frangipan. My newes has ever the worst lucke; I must resolve to leave it off. But sir J have somesuddaine newes to tell you: The thousand Ducats you contracted to pay me, When you could understand the French as perfectly As my selfe; by all these Lords indifferent judgement is Due on this very minute. This is newes indeed; you do not mean to make a gul of me, a figo for a thousand Ducats: as J am a gentleman I know not French for any thing, not for an Asse: good your grace let mee not be abus'd. 'Twas I my Lord who made the bargaine with him, The mony is not due untill my Cozen Have French as perfect as himselfe. He has, ile beare him witnesse; for Adorni Speakes not one true French word. How not one true French Word? No not a word, you must disburse. Tutor, ile tell you newes, You made a foole of mee, I could abuse him horribly, If I durst for feare of beating. My Lord If he will undertake warres, Ile quit my bargayne. Ile pay it trible first, the name of warre Has brought an age on me. You two agree that: Cozens I rejoyce To see this happy period of your loves. Let's backe unto the Temple, that the Priest May by his sacred power unite your hearts. Lead to the Temple. GEntlemen, Ile tell you Newes, the Play is done, And he that writ it betwixt hope and Feare Stands pensive in the Tyring-house to heare Your Censures of his Play: Good Gentlemen Let it be kind, or otherwise his Pen Will write but dully, for he needs must lacke If you disprayse't the quickning Spirit of Sacke To inflame his Genius, which you'le ever find Devoted to you, if your Votes be kind.