Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1636 [licensed for stage, Mar 12] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · before the Court T13 Knights, squires and ladies typicality 0.79 · 474 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
well knight, if I do not fit your jealous head, let me be sung in ballads for an erranter coxcomb than yourself. Well said minx, you will not have him: but you had best consider and do as I and your father would have you: or you shall trudge for it, you shall be his wife. Nay in sadness Mistress Dal. you are too blame, the gentleman is an honest gentleman, I and a kind man I warrant him to a woman; your mother and I have made trial of him, and find him of a very good disposition, come chick you shall have him. Nay let her choose and be hanged, proud baggage who will refuse a gentleman of my own choosing, but I'll send him to you and see if thou dar'st deny him, for thy life, come Mistress Mixum. Was ever innocent virgin thus betrayed By cruelty of parents, who for wealth Have sold my youth to slavery, the cold Ashes of injured maids surround my heart, Or some divine dew, stead of blood replenish My swelling veins, circle my thought with Ice, Thou power of chastity, that like the fresh Primrose uncropped, by any hand, I may Return myself as pure and white To earth, as when I came from't. How do you Mistress Dal. alas poor gentlewoman, would they have thee covered with a Friesland horse, a Dutch Stallion: now shame upon their souls that wish it, he's neighing here already. Urinal, my cosen Fortress and the rest o'th' Knights will be here presently; pray you prepare the music and the wine, I would not fail in the most diminute ceremony. Of a most absolute coxcomb, I shall provide them sir. Now begins my horror, the fatal Bell should it proclaim my death, were sphere-like music to his night-crow's voice; yet I must hear it and retain my sense, continue subject to a daily noise from the ill boding monster. Lady or Mademoiselle, Ufroe or Seniora, what you please, or in what language to be entitled the Mistress of my thoughts, the complemental garb is customary, and though I have learned by conversation with the Twibill Knights to kiss my hand, believe me I had rather bestow my lips on yours; our natural Dutch contracting is the best, without deceit or shadow, there we only go to th' tavern and be ungue browed, then drunk together. there's all our ceremony, and 'tis lawful marriage too. Would you would sir, better consider with yourself and match where your own customs are observed, my fear my quality will never suit the liking of your Dutch manners. manner's Lady, you mistake I've none at all; ere we will disagree about manners, I'll be as clownish as an Upland Bore, foutra, tell a Dutch man of manners? Yet sir have so much charity.
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well knight, if I doe not fit your jealous head, let me bee sung in ballads for an erranter coxcombe then your selfe. Well said mix, you will not have him: but you had best consider and doe as I and your father would have you: or you shall trudge for it, you shall be his wife. Nay in sadnesse Mistris Dal. you are too blame, the gentleman is an honest gentleman, I and a kinde man I warrant him to a woman; your mother and I have made triall of him, and finde him of a very good disposition, come chicke you shall have him. Nay let her chuse and bee hangd, proud baggage who will refuse a gentleman of my owne chusing, but Ile send him to you and see if thou darst deny him, for thy life, come Mistris Mixum. Was ever innocent virgin thus betrayd By cruelty of parents, who for wealth Have sold my youth to slavery, the cold Ashes of injurd maids surround my heart, Or some divine dew, stead of blood replenish My swelling veins, circle my thought with Ice, Thou power of chastity, that like the fresh Primrose uncropt, by any hand, I may Returne my selfe as pure and white To earth, as when I came from't. How doe you Mistris Dal. alasse poore gentlewoman, would they have thee coverd with a Frisland horse, a Dutch Stallion: now shame upon their soules that wish it, he's neighing here already. Vrinall, my cosen Fortresse and the rest oth' Knights will be here presently; pray you prepare the musicke and the wine, I would not faile in the most diminute ceremony. Of a most absolute coxcombe, I shall provide them sir. Now begins my horror, the fatall Bell should it proclaime my death, were spheare-like musicke to his night-crowes voyce; yet I must heare it and retaine my sense, continue subject to a daly noyse from the ill boding monster. Lady or Madamosell, Vfroe or Seniora, what you please, or in what language to be entituled the Mistris of my thoughts, the complemental garbe is customary, and though I have learn'd by conversation with the Twibill Knights to kisse my hand, believe me I had rather bestow my lips on yours; our naturall Dutch contracting is the best, without deceit or shadow, there we only goe to th' taverne and be ungue browd, then drunke together. Ther's all our ceremony, and tis lawfull marriage too. Would you would sir, better consider with your selfe and mach where your own customes are observ'd, my feare my quality will never suite the liking of your Dutch manners. Manners Lady, you mistake I've none at all; ere we will disagree about manners, Ile be as clownish as an Upland Bore, foutra, tell a Dutch man of manners? Yet sir have so much charity.