Jonson, Ben · published 1601 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
He plays upon my fore head, brother Giulliano, I pray you tell me one thing I shall ask you: is my forehead any thing rougher than it was wont to be. Rougher? your forehead is smooth enough man. Why should he then say? be smooth foreheaded, Unless he jested at the smoothness of it? And that may be; for horn is very smooth; So are my brows? by Iesu, smooth as horn? Brother had he no haunt thither in good faith? No upon my soul. Nay then sweet heart: nay I pray the be not angry, good faith i'll never suspect thee any more, nay kiss me sweet musse. Tell me Biancha, do not you play the woman with me. What's that sweet heart. Dissemble? Dissemble? Nay do not turn away: but say I faith was it not a match appointed twixt this old gentleman and you? A match. Nay if it were not, I do not care: do not weep I pray thee sweet Biancha, nay so now? by Iesus I am not jealous, but resolved I have the faithfulst wife in Italy. For this I find where jealousy is fed, Horns in the mind, are worse than on the head. See what a drove of horns fly in the air, Winged with my cleansed, and my credulous breath: Watch them suspicious eyes, watch where they fall, See see, on heads that think they have none at all. Oh what a plenteous world of this will come, When air raynes horns, all men besure of some. Why that's well, come then: what say you are all agreed? doth none stand out. None but this gentleman: to whom in my own person I owe all duty and affection: but most seriously entreat pardon, for whatsoever hath passed in these occurrants, that might be contrary to his most desired content. faith sir it is a virtue that pursues, Any save rude and uncomposed spirits, To make a fair construction and indeed Not to stand of, when such respective means, Invite a general content in all. Well then I conjure you all here to put of all discontentment, first you signor Lorenzo your cares; you, and you, your jealousy: you your anger, and you your wit sir: and for a peace offering, here's one willing to be sacrificed upon this altar: say do you approve my motion? We do i'll be mouth for all. Why then I wish them all joy, and now to make our evening happiness more full: this night you shall be all my guests: where we'll enjoy the very spirit of mirth, and carouse to the health of this Heroic spirit, whom to honour the more I do invest in my own robes, desiring you two Giulliano, and Prospero, to be his supporters, the train to follow, myself will leaden, usherd by my page here with this honourable verse. Claudite iam rivos pueri sat prata biberunt.
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He playes vpon my fore head, brother Giulliano, I pray you tell me one thing I shall aske you: is my foreheade any thing rougher then it was wont to be. Rougher? your forehead is smoth enough man. Why should he then say? be smoth foreheaded, Vnlesse he iested at the smothnesse of it? And that may be; for horne is very smoth; So are my browes▪ by Iesu, smoth as horne? Brother had he no haunt thether in good fayth? No vpon my soule. Nay then sweet hart: nay I pray the be not angry, good faith ile neuer suspect thee ny more, nay kisse me sweet musse. Tell me Bicha, do not you play the woman with me. Whats that sweete hart. Dissemble? Dissemble? Nay doe not turne away: but say I fayth was it not a match appoynted twixt this old gentleman and you? A match. Nay if it were not, I do not care: do not weepe I pray thee sweete Biancha, nay so now? by Iesus I am not iealous, but resolued I haue the faythfulst wife in Italie. For this I finde where iealousie is fed, Hornes in the mind, are worse then on the head. See what a droue of hornes flie in the ayre, Wingd with my clesed, and my credulous breath: Watch them suspicious eyes, watch where they fall, See see, on heades that thinke they haue none at all. Oh what a pleuous world of this will come, When ayre raynes hornes, all men besure of some. Why thats well, come then: what say you are all agreed? doth nonestand out. None but this gentleman: to whom in my owne person I owe all dutie and affection: but most seriously intreate pardon, for whatsoeuer hath past in these occurrants, that might be contrarie to his most desired content. Fayth sir it is a vertue that persues, Any aue rude and vncomposed spirites, To make a fayre construction and indeede Not to stand of, when such respectiue meanes, Inuite a generall content in all. Well then I coniure you all here to put of all discontentment, first you Signior Lrenz your cares; you, and you, your iealosie: you your anger, and you your wit sir: and for a peace offering, heres one willing to be sacrifised vppon this aulter: say d you approue my motion? We doe ile be mouth for all. VVhy then I wish them all ioy, and now to make our euening happinesse more full: this night you shall be all my guestes: where weele inioy the very spirite of mirth, and carouse to the health of this Heroick spirite, whom to honor the more I do inuest in my owne robes, desiring you two Giulliano, and Prspero, to be his supporters, the trayne to follow, my selfe will leade, vsherd by my page here with this honorabl verse. Claudite iam riuos pueri sat prta biberunt.