The Magnetic Lady, or Humors Reconciled · chunk 14 of 45
Jonson, Ben · published 1640 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Oct 12] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
O, that Will be a work of time; she may be old Before her husband rise to a chief Judge; And all her flower be gone: Not, no, a Lady O' the first head I'd have her; and in Court: The Lady Silkworm, a Diaphanous Lady: And be a Vi-countesse to carry all Before her (as we say) her Gentleman-usher: And cast of Pages, bore, to bid her Aunt Welcome unto her honour, at her lodgings. You say well, Ladies' Gossip; if my Lady Can admit that, to have her Niece precede her. For that, I must consult mine own Ambition, My zealous Gossip. O, you shall precede her: You shall be a Countess! Sir Diaphanous, Shall get you made a Countess! Here he comes; Has my voice certain: O fine Courtier! O blessed man! the bravery pricked out, To make my dainty charge, a Vi-countesse! And my good Lady, her Aunt, Countess at large! I tell thee Parson, if I get her, reckon Thou hast a friend in Court; and shalt command A thousand pound, to go on any errand, For any Church preferment thou hast a mind too. I thank your worship: I will so work for you, As you shall study all the ways to thank me: I'll work my Lady, and my Lady's friends; Her Gossip, and this Doctor; and Squire Needle, And Mr. Compass, who is all in all: The very Fly she moves by: He is one That went to Sea with her husband, Sir Iohn Loadstone, And brought home the rich prizes: all that wealth Is left her; for which service she respects him: A dainty Scholar in the Mathematics; And one she wholly employs. Now Dominus Practice Is yet the man (appointed by her Ladyship) But there's a trick to set his cap awry: If I know any thing; he hath confessed To me in private, that he loves another, My Lady's woman, Mistress Pleasance: therefore Secure you of Rivalship. I thank thee My noble Parson: There's five hundred pound Waits on thee more for that. Accost the Niece: Yonder she walks alone: I'll move the Aunt: But here's the Gossip: she expects a morsel. Ha' you ne'er a Ring, or toy to throw away? Yes, here's a Diamond of some threescore pound, I pray you give her that. If she will take it. And there's an Emerald, for the Doctor too: Thou Parson, thou shalt coin me: I am thine. Here Mr. Compass comes: Do you see my Lady? And all the rest? how they do flutter about him! He is the Oracle of the house, and family! Now, is your time: go nick it with the Niece: I will walk by; and harken how the Chimes go. Nay Parson, stand not of; you may approach: This is no such hid point of State, we handle, But you may hear it: for we are all of Counsel. The gentle Mr. Practice, hath dealt clearly, And nobly with you, Madam. Ha' you talked with him? And made the overture?
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O, that Will be a worke of time; ſhe may be old Before her husband riſe to a chiefe Judge; And all her flower be gone: No, no, a Lady O' the firſt head I'ld have her; and in Court: The Lady Silk-worme, a Diaphanous Lady: And be a Vi-counteſſe to carry all Before her (as wee ſay) her Gentleman-uſher: And caſt off Pages, bare, to bid her Aunt Welcome unto her honour, at her lodgings. You ſay well, Ladies Goſſip; if my Lady Could admit that, to have her Neice precede her. For that, I muſt conſult mine owne Ambition, My zealous Goſſip. O, you ſhall precede her: You ſhall be a Counteſſe! Sir Diaphanous, Shall get you made a Counteſſe! Here he comes; Has my voice certaine: O fine Courtier! O bleſſed man! the bravery prick't out, To make my dainty charge, a Vi-counteſſe! And my good Lady, her Aunt, Counteſſe at large! I tell thee Parſon, if I get her, reckon Thou haſt a friend in Court; and ſhalt command A thouſand pound, to goe on any errand, For any Church preferment thou haſt a mind too. I thanke your worſhip: I will ſo worke for you, As you ſhall ſtudy all the wayes to thanke me: Ile worke my Lady, and my Ladies friends; Her Goſſip, and this Doctor; and Squire Needle, And Mr. Compaſſe, who is all in all: The very Fly ſhee moves by: Hee is one That went to Sea with her husband, Sir Iohn Loadſtone, And brought home the rich prizes: all that wealth Is left her; for which ſervice ſhe reſpects him: A dainty Scholler in the Mathematicks; And one ſhee wholly imployes. Now Dominus Practiſe Is yet the man (appointed by her Ladiſhip) But there's a trick to ſet his cap awry: If I know any thing; hee hath confeſt To me in private, that hee loves another, My Ladies woman, Mrs. Pleaſance: therefore Secure you of Rivalſhip. I thanke thee My noble Parſon: There's five hundred pound Waites on thee more for that. Accoaſt the Neice: Yonder ſhee walkes alone: Ile move the Aunt: But here's the Goſſip: ſhee expects a morſell. Ha' you nere a Ring, or toy to throw away? Yes, here's a Diamont of ſome threeſcore pound, I pray you give her that. If ſhee will take it. And there's an Emerauld, for the Doctor too: Thou Parſon, thou ſhalt coine me: I am thine. Here Mr. Compaſſe comes: Doe you ſee my Lady? And all the reſt? how they doe flutter about him! Hee is the Oracle of the houſe, and family! Now, is your time: goe nick it with the Neice: I will walke by; and hearken how the Chimes goe. Nay Parſon, ſtand not off; you may approach: This is no ſuch hid point of State, wee handle, But you may heare it: for wee are all of Counſell. The gentle Mr. Practiſe, hath dealt clearly, And nobly with you, Madam. Ha' you talk'd with him? And made the overture?