1 The Honest Whore (1 The Converted Courtesan) (The Patient Man and the Honest Whore) · chunk 23 of 48
Dekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas · published 1604 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Prince Henry's Men T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and typicality 0.67 · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
I faith they ha' peppered me, sister: look, dost not spin? call you these Prentices? I'll near play at cards more when clubs is trump: I have a goodly coxcomb, sister, have I not? Sister and brother, brother to my wife. If you have any skill in Heraldry, you may soon know that, break but her pate, and you shall see her blood and mine is all one. A Surgeon, run, a Surgeon: Why then wore you that forged name of cousin? Because it's a common thing to call Coz, and mingle now adays all the world over. cousin! A name of much deceit, folly and sin, For under that common abused word, Many an honest tempered citizen Is made a monster, and his wife trained out To foul adulterous action, full of fraud. I may well call that word, A City's Bawd. Troth, brother, my sister would needs ha' me take upon me to gull your patience a little: but it has made double Gules on my coxcomb. What, playing the woman? blabbing now you fool? O, my wife did but exercise a jest upon your wit. 'sfoot, my wit bleeds for't, methinks. Then let this warning more of sense afford. The name of cousin is a bloody word. I'll near call Coz again whilst I live; to have such a coil about it: this should be a Coronation day; for my head runs Claret lustily. Go with the Surgeon to have great respect. How now, my friend, what, do they sit today? Yes sir, they expect you at the Senate-house. I thank your pains, I'll not be last man there. My gown, George, go, my gown. A happy land, Where grave men meet each cause to understand, Whose consciences are not cut out in bribes, To gull the poor man's right: but in even scales, Peise rich & poor, without corruptions veils. Come, where's the gown? I cannot find the key sir. Request it of your mistress. Come not to me for any key. I'll not be troubled to deliver it. Good wife, kind wife, it is a needful trouble, but for my gown. Moths swallow down your gown: you set my teeth an edge with talking on't. Nay pry thee, sweet, I cannot meet without it, I should have a great fine set on my head. Set on your coxcomb: tush, fine me no fines. Believe me (sweet) none greets the Senate-house, without his rob of reverence, that's his Gown. Well, then you're like to cross that custom once, You get nor key, nor gown, and so depart: This trick will vex him sure, and fret his heart. Stay, let me see, I must have some device, My cloak's too short: fie, fie, no cloak will do't: It must be something fashioned like a gown, With my arms out: oh George, come hither George, I pry thee lend me thine advice. Troth sir, were it any but you, they would break open chest.
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I fayth they hapepperd me, sister: looke, doost not spin? call you these Prentices? Ile nere play at cards more whē clubs is trump: I haue a goodly coxcomb, sister, haue I not? Sister and brother, brother to my wife. If you haue any skill in Heraldry, you may soone know that, break but her pate, and you shall see her blood and mine is all one. A Surgeon, run, a Surgeon: Why then wore you that forged name of Cozen? Because its a common thing to call Coz, and mingle now adayes all the world ouer. Cozen! A name of much deceyt, folly and sin, For vnder that common abused word, Many an honest tempred Cityzen Is made a monster, and his wife traynd out To foule adulterous action, full of fraud. I may well call that word, A Cities Bawd. roth, brother, my sister would needs ha me take vpon me to gull your patience a little: but it has made double Gules on my coxcomb. What, playing the woman? blabbing now you foole? O, my wife did but exercise a iest vpon your wit. Sfoot, my wit bleeds for't, me thinks. Then let this warning more of sence afford. The name of Cozen is a bloudy word. Ile nere call Coz agen whilst I liue; to haue such a coyle about it: this should be a Coronation day; for my head runnes Claret lustily. Go with the Surgeon to haue great respect. How now, my friend, what, do they sit to day? Yes sir, they expect you at the Senate-house. I thāk your paines, Ile not be last man there. My gowne, George, goe, my gowne. A happy land, Where graue men meet each cause to vnderstand, Whose consciences are not cut out in brybes, To gull the poore mans right: but in euen scales, Peize rich & poore, without corruptions veyles. Come, wheres the gowne? I cannot find the key sir. Request it of your mistris. Come not to me for any key. Ile not be troubled to deliuer it. Good wife, kind wife, it is a needfull trouble, but for my gowne. Mothes swallow downe your gowne: you set my teeth an edge with talking on't. Nay pry thee, sweet, I cannot meet without it, I should haue a great fine set on my head. Set on your coxcomb: tush, fine me no fies. Beleeue me (sweet) none greets the Senate-house, without his Robe of reuerence, that's his Gowne. Wel, then y'are like to crosse that custome once, You get nor key, nor gowne, and so depart: This trick will vexe him sure, and fret his heart. Stay, let me see, I must haue some deuice, My cloke's too short: fy, fy, no cloke will doo't: It must be something fashioned like a gowne, With my armes out: oh George, come hither George, I pry thee lend me thine aduice. Troth sir, were it any but you, they would break open chest.