Cynthia's Revels, or The Fountain of Self-Love · chunk 29 of 66
Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1600 [1600-1601] (Annals) satire · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 542 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
O, that piece was excellent! if you could pick out more of these play-particles, and (as occasion shall salute you) embroider, or damask your discourse with them, persuade your soul, it would most judiciously commend you. Come, this was a well discharged, and auspicious bout. Prove the second. Lady, I cannot ruffle it in red and yellow. Why, if you can revel it in white, sir, 'tis sufficient. Say you so, sweet lady? Lan, tede, de, de, de, daunt, daunt, daunt, dante, etc. No (in good faith) Madame, whosoever told your ladyship so, abused you; but I would be glad to meet your ladyship in a measure. Me, sir? belike you measure me by yourself, then? Would I might, fair feature. And what were you the better, if you might? The better it please you to ask, fair lady. Why, this was ravishing, and most acutely continued. Well, spend not your humour too much, you have now competently exercised your conceit: This (once or twice a day) will render you an accomplished, elaborate, and well leveled gallant. Convey in your courting-stock, we will (in the heat of this) go visit the nymph's chamber. I Would this water would arrive once, our travailing friend so commended to us. So would I, for he has left all us in travail with expectation of it. Pray JOVE, I never rise from this couch, if ever I thirsted more for a thing, in my whole time of being a courtier. Nor I, I'll be sworn: The very mention of it sets my lips in a worse heat, than if he had sprinkled them with MERCURY. Reach me the glass, sirrah. Here, lady. They do not peel, sweet Charge, do they? Yes, a little, Guardian. O, 'tis an eminent good sign. Ever when my lips do so, I am sure to have some delicious good drink, or other approaching. marry, and this may be good for us ladies: for (it seems) 'tis far-fet by their stay. My palate for yours (dear Honour) it shall prove most elegant, I warrant you: O, I do fancy this gear that's long a coming, with an unmeasurable strain. Pray thee sit down, PHILAUTIA, that rebato becomes thee singularly. Is't not quaint? Yes faith. methinks, thy servant HEDON is nothing so obsequious to thee, as he was wont to be; I know not how, he's grown out of his garb a late, he's warped. In trueness, and so methinks too; he's much converted. Tut, let him be what he will, 'tis an animal I dream not of. This tire (methinks) makes me look very ingeniously, quick, and spirited, I should be some LAURA, or some DELIA, methinks. As I am wise (fair Honours) that title she gave him, to be her Ambition, spoiled him: Before, he was the most propitious and observant young novice— No, no, you are the whole heaven awry, Guardian: 'tis the swaggering coach-horse ANAIDES, draws with him there, has been the diverter of him. For Cupid's sake, speak no more of him; would I might never dare to look in a mirror again, if I respect ere a marmoset of them all, otherwise, than I would a feather, or my shuttlecock, to make sport with, now and then.
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O, that peece was excellent! if you could picke out more of these play-particles, and (as occasion shall salute you) embroider, or damaske your discourse with them, perswade your soule, it would most iudiciously commend you. Come, this was a well discharg'd, and auspicious bout. Proue the second. Ladie, I cannot ruffle it in red and yellow. Why, if you can reuell it in white, sir, 'tis sufficient. Say you so, sweet ladie? Lan, tede, de, de, de, dant, dant, dant, dante, &c. No (in good faith) Madame, whosoeuer told your ladiship so, abusde you; but I would be glad to meet your ladiship in a measure. Me, sir? belike you measure me by your selfe, then? Would I might, faire feature. And what were you the better, if you might? The better it please you to aske, faire ladie. Why, this was rauishing, and most acutely continu'd. Well, spend not your humour too much, you haue now competently exercised your conceit: This (once or twice a day) will render you an accomplisht, elaborate, and well leuelled gallant. Conuey in your courting-stock, wee will (in the heat of this) goe visit the Nymphs chamber. I Would this water would ariue once, our trauailing friend so commended to vs. So would I, for hee has left all vs in trauaile with expectation of it. Pray IOVE, I neuer rise from this couch, if euer I thirsted more for a thing, in my whole time of being a courtier. Nor I, I'le be sworne: The very mention of it sets my lips in a worse heate, then if he had sprinkled them with MERCVRY. Reach me the glasse, sirrah. Here, ladie. They doe not peele, sweet Charge, doe they? Yes, a little, Guardian. O, 'tis an eminent good signe. Euer when my lips doe so, I am sure to haue some delicious good drinke, or other approching. Mary, and this may be good for vs ladies: for (it seemes) tis far-fet by their stay. My palate for yours (deare Honor) it shall proue most elegant, I warrant you: O, I doe fancy this geare that's long a comming, with an unmeasurable straine. Pray thee sit downe, PHILAVTIA, that rebat becomes thee singularly. Is't not queint? Yes faith. Me thinkes, thy seruant HEDON is nothing so obsequious to thee, as he was wont to be; I know not how, hee's growne out of his garbe a late, hee's warpt. In trunesse, and so me thinkes too; hee's much conuerted. Tut, let him bee what hee will, 'tis an animall I dreame not of. This tire (me thinkes) makes me looke very ingeniously, quick, and spirited, I should be some LAVRA, or some DELIA, me thinkes. As I am wise (faire Honors) that title shee gaue him, to bee her Ambition, spoild him: Before, hee was the most propitious and obseruant young nouice— No, no, you are the whole heauen awry, Guardian: 'tis the swaggering coach-horse ANAIDES, drawes with him there, has beene the diuerter of him. For CVPIDS sake, speake no more of him; would I might neuer dare to looke in a mirror againe, if I respect ere a marmaset of them al, otherwise, then I would a feather, or my shittle-cock, to make sport with, now and then.