Fletcher, John · published 1640 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Oct 19] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 517 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
Is she a whore too? Little better Gentleman, I dare not say she is so sir, because She is yours, sir, but these 5 years she has firked A pretty living, Until she came to serve; I fear he will knock my Brains out for lying. She has served me faithfully, A whore, and a thief, two excellent moral learnings In one she Saint, I hope to see her legend. Have I been feared for my discoveries, And courted by all women to conceal 'em, Have I so long studied the art of this sex, And read the warnings to young Gentlemen: Have I professed to tame the pride of Ladies, And make 'em bear all tests, and am I tricked now, Caught in mine own noose, here's a royal left yet, There's for your lodging and your meat for this week. A silkworm lives at a more plentiful ordinary, And sleeps in a sweeter box, farewell great grandmother, If I do find you were an accessary, 'tis but the cutting off too smoky minutes. I'll hang ye presently. And I deserve it, I tell but truth. Nor I, I am an ass mother. A goodly house. And richly furnished too Sir. Hung wantonly, I like that preparation, It stirs the blood unto a hopeful banquet, And intimates the Mistress free and jovial, I love a house where pleasure prepares welcome. Now Cacafogo, how like you this mansion, 'twere a brave pawn. I shall be master of it, 'twas built for my bulk, the rooms are wide and spacious, Airy, and full of ease, and that I love well, I'll tell you when I taste the wine my Lord, And take the height of her table with my stomach, How my affections stand to the young Lady. All welcome to your Grace, and to these soldiers, You honour my poor house with your fair presence Those few slight pleasures that inhabit here sir, I do beseech your Grace command, they are yours; Your servant but preserves 'em to delight ye, I thank ye Lady, I am bold to visit ye. Once more to bless mine eyes with your sweet beauty, Tas been a long night since you left the Court, For till I saw you now, no day broke to me. Bring in the Duke's meat. She is most excellent. Most admirable fair as ere I looked on, I had rather command her then my regiment. I'll have a fling, 'tis but a thousand Ducats, Which I can cozen up again in ten days, And some few jewels to justify my knavery, Say I should marry her, she'll get more money Than all my usury, put my knavery to it, She appears the most unfallible way of purchase, I could wish her a size or two stronger, for the encounter, For I am like a Lion where I lay hold, But these Lambs will endure a plaguy load, And never bleat neither, that sir, time has taught us. I am so virtuous now, I cannot speak to her, The arrantest shame faced ass, I broil away too.
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Is shee a whore too? Litle better Gentleman, I dare not say shee is so sir, because She is yours, sir, but these 5 yeares she has firkt A pretty living, Vntill she came to serve; I feare he will knock my Braines out for lying. She has serv'd me faithfully, A whore, and a theefe, two excellent morrall learnings In one she Saint, I hope to see her legend. Have I been fear'd for my discoveries, And courted by all women to conceale um, Have I so long studied the art of this sex, And read the warnings to young Gentlemen: Have I profest to tame the pride of Ladies, And make um beare all tests, and am I trickt now, Caught in myne own nooze, here's a royall left yet, Theres for your lodging and your meat for this week. A silk-worme lives at a more plentifull ordinary, And sleeps in a sweeter box, farewell great grandmother, If I doe finde you were an accessary, Tis but the cutting off too smoakie minutes. Ile hang ye presently. And I deserve it, I tell but truth. Nor I, I am an asse mother. A goodly house. And richly furnisht too Sir. Hung wantonly, I like that preparation, It stirres the bloud unto a hopefull banquet, And intimates the Mistris free and joviall, I love a house where pleasure prepares welcome. Now Cacafogo, how like you this mansion, Twere a brave pawne. I shall be master of it, Twas built for my bulk, the roomes are wide and spacious, Ayerie, and full of ease, and that I love well, Ile tell you when I tast the wine my Lord, And take the heighth of hir table with my stomack, How my affections stand to the young Lady. All welcome to your Grace, and to these souldiers, You honour my poore house with your faire presence Those few slight pleasures that inhabit here sir, I doe beseech your Grace command, they are yours; Your servant but preserves um to delight ye, I thank ye Lady, I am bold to visit ye. Once more to blesse mine eyes with your sweet beauty, Tas been a long night since you left the Court, For till I saw you now, no day broke to me. Bring in the Dukes meat. She is most excellent. Most admirable faire as ere I looked on, I had rather command her then my regiment. Ile have a fling, tis but a thousand Duckets, Which I can cozen up agen in ten daies, And some few jewels to justifie my knavery, Say J should marry her, sheele get more mony Then all my usurie, put my knavery to it, Shee appeares the most unfallible way of purchase, I cood wish her a size or two stronger, for the incounter, For I am like a Lyon where I lay hold, But these Lambs will endure a plaguie load, And never bleat neither, that sir, time has taught us. I am so vertuous now, I cannot speak to her, The arrant'st shame fac'd ase, I broile away too.