Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 481 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
Welcome kind cousin. What? are they come? ay, your friend CORNELIUS GALLUS, OVID, TIBULLUS, PROPERTIUS, with JULIA the Emperor's daughter, and the lady PLAUTIA, are lighted at the door; and with them HERMOGENES TIGELLIUS, the excellent musician. Come, let us go meet them, CHLOE. Observe, CRISPINUS. At a hairs breadth, lady, I warrant you. HEalth to the lovely CHLOE: you must pardon me, Mistress, that I prefer this fair gentlewoman. I pardon, and praise you for it, sir; and I beseech your Excellence, receive her beauties into your knowledge and favour. CYTHERIS, she hath favour, and behaviour, that commands as much of me: and sweet CHLOE, know I do exceedingly love you, and that I will approve in any grace my father the Emperor may show you. Is this your husband? For fault of a better, if it please your highness. God's my life! how he shames me! Not a whit, CHLOE, they all think you politic, and witty; wise women choose not husbands for the eye, merit, or birth, but wealth, and sovereignty. Sir, we all come to gratulate, for the good report of you. And would be glad to deserve your love, sir. My wife will answer you all, gentlemen; I'll come to you again presently. You have chosen you a most fair companion here, CYTHERIS, and a very fair house. To both which, you and all my friends, are very welcome, PLAUTIA. With all my heart, I assure your ladyship. Thanks, sweet Mistress CHLOE. You must needs come to court, lady, i'faith, and there be sure your welcome shall be as great to us. She will well deserve it, Madame. I see, even in her looks, gentry, and general worthiness. I have not seen a more certain character of an excellent disposition. Wife. O, they do so commend me here, the courtiers! what's the matter now? For the banquet, sweet wife. Yes; and I must needs come to court, and be welcome, the Princess says. OVID, and TIBULLUS, you may be bold to welcome your Mistresses here. We find it so, sir. And thank CORNELIUS GALLUS. Nay, my sweet SEXTUS, in faith thou art not sociable. In faith, I am not, PUBLIUS; nor I cannot. Sick minds, are like sick men that burn with fevers, Who when they drink, please but a present taste, And after bear a more impatient fit. Pray, let me leave you; I offend you all, And myself most. Stay, sweet PROPERTIUS. You yield too much unto your grieves, and sat, Which never hurts, but when we say it hurts us. O peace, TIBULLUS; your philosophy Lends you too rough a hand to search my wounds. Speak they of griefs, that know to sigh, and grieve; The free and unconstrained spirit feels No weight of my oppression. Worthy Roman! methinks I taste his misery; and could Sit down, and chide at his malignant stars.
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Welcome kind cousin. What? are they come? I, your friend CORNELIVS GALLVS, OVID, TIBVLLVS, PROPERTIVS, with IVLIA the Emperors daughter, and the ladie PLAVTIA, are lighted at the dore; and with them HERMOGENES TIGELLIVS, the excellent musician. Come, let vs goe meet them, CHLOE. Obserue, CRISPINVS. At a haires breadth, ladie, I warrant you. HEalth to the louely CHLOE: you must pardon me, Mistris, that I preferre this faire gentlewoman. I pardon, and praise you for it, sir; and I beseech your Excellence, receiue her beauties into your knowledge and fauour. CYTHERIS, shee hath fauour, and behauiour, that commands as much of me: and sweet CHLOE, know I doe exceedingly loue you, and that I will approue in any grace my father the Emperour may shew you. Is this your husband? For fault of a better, if it please your highnesse. Gods my life! how hee shames mee! Not a whit, CHLOE, they all thinke you politike, and wittie; wise women choose not husbands for the eye, merit, or birth, but wealth, and soueraigntie. Sir, we all come to gratulate, for the good report of you. And would be glad to deserue your loue, sir. My wife will answere you all, gentlemen; I'le come to you againe presently. You haue chosen you a most faire companion here, CYTHERIS, and a very faire house. To both which, you and all my friends, are very welcome, PLAVTIA. With all my heart, I assure your ladiship. Thankes, sweet Mistris CHLOE. You must needes come to court, ladie, yfaith, and there bee sure your welcome shall be as great to vs. Shee will well deserue it, Madame. I see, euen in her lookes, gentrie, and generall worthinesse. I haue not seene a more certaine character of an excellent disposition. Wife. O, they doe so commend me here, the courtiers! what's the matter now? For the banquet, sweet wife. Yes; and I must needs come to court, and bee welcome, the Princesse sayes. OVID, and TIBVLLVS, you may bee bold to welcome your Mistresses here. We find it so, sir. And thanke CORNELIVS GALLVS. Nay, my sweet SEXTVS, in faith thou art not sociable. In faith, I am not, PVBLIVS; nor I cannot. Sicke mindes, are like sicke men that burne with feuers, Who when they drinke, please but a present tast, And after beare a more impatient fit. Pray, let me leaue you; I offend you all, And my selfe most. Stay, sweet PROPERTIVS. You yeeld too much vnto your grieues, and sate, Which neuer hurts, but when we say it hurts vs. O peace, TIBVLLVS; your philosophie Lends you too rough a hand to search my wounds. Speake they of griefes, that know to sigh, and grieue; The free and vnconstrained spirit feeles No weight of my oppression. Worthy Roman! Me thinkes I taste his miserie; and could Sit downe, and chide at his malignant starres.