The Dutch Courtesan (Cockle de Moye) · chunk 2 of 35
Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1605] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T39 Profit, conscience and dishonest dealing · 409 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T39: conscience, lucre, usury, lucar, fraud, dissimulation, simony, london, lady, nemo.
Which did not pierce the heavens. The Drawers moan, mine host doth cry, the bowls are gone. Hic finis Priami. Nay, be not jaw fallen, my most sharking Mulligrub. Tis your iust affliction of the fellar, and repent, repent. I am not jaw-fallen, but I will hang the contracting Cocledemoy, and there's an end of't. Is it a right stone, it shows well by candlelight. So do many things that are counterfeit, but I assure you this is a right Diamond. Might I borrow it of you, it will not a little grave my finger in visitation of my Mistress. Why use it most sweet Cuqueture, use it. Thanks good Sir, t's grown high night: Gentles, rest to you. A torch, found wench, soft sleep, and sanguine dreams to you both on boy. Let me bid you good rest. Not so trust me, I must bring my friend home: I dare not give you up to your own company, I fear the warmth of wine and youth, will draw you to some Common house of lascivious entertainment. Most necessary buildings Malheureus ever since my intention of Marriage, I do pray for their continuance. Loved Sir, your reason? Marry least my house should be made one: I would have married men love the stews, as Englishmen loved the low countries: wish war should be maintained there, lest it should come home to their own doors: what, suffer a man to have a hole to put his head in, though he go to the Pillory for it: Youth and Appetite are above the Club of Hercules. This lust is a most deadly sin sure. Nay, 'tis a most lively sin sure. Well I am sure, 'tis one of the head sins. Nay, I am sure it is one of the middle sins. pity, 'tis grown a most daily vice. Well, 'tis a sin. ay, or else few men would wish to go to Heaven: & not to disguise with my friend, I am now giving the way of all flesh. Not to a Courtesan. A courteous one. What A real Publican. Deere my Know Sir, the strongest argument that speaks Against the soul's eternity is lust. The Wiseman's folly, and the fool's wisdom But to to beat, and Nay to expose your health and strength and name, Your precious time, and with that Of due preferment advantageous means, Of any worthy end to the stale use, The common bosom Of a
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VVhich did not pierce the heauens. The Drawers mone, mine hoaſt doth crie, the bowles are gone. Hic finis Priami. Nay, be not iaw falne, my moſt ſharking Mulligrub. Tis your iuſt affliction of the fellar, and repent, repent. I am not iawfalne, but I will hang the contracting Cocledemoy, and theres an end of't. Is it a right ſtone, it ſhewes well by candlelight. So doe many thinges that are counterfeite, but I aſſure you this is a right Diamond. Might I borrow it of you, it will not a little grae finger in viſitation of my Miſtreſſe. Why vſe it moſt ſweet Cuqueture, vſe it. Thankes good Sir, ti's growne high night: Gentle, reſt to you. A torch, found wench, ſoft ſleepe, and ſanguin dreames to you both on boy. Let me bid you good reſt. Not ſo truſt me, I muſt bring my friend home: I dare not giue you vp to your owne companie, I feare the warmth of wine and youth, will draw you to ſome Common houſe of laſciuious entertainement. Moſt neceſſarie buildings Malheureus euer ſince my intention of Marriage, I doe pray for their continuance. Lou'd Sir, your reaſon? Marry leaſt my houſe ſhould be made one: I would haue married men loue the Sewes, as Engliſhmen lou'd the low Countreys: wiſh war ſhould be maintain'd there, leaſt it ſhould come home to their owne dores: what, ſuffer a man to haue a hole to put his head in, though hee goe to the Pillorie for it: Youth and Appetite are aboue the Clubbe of Hercules. This luſt is a moſt deadly ſinne ſure. Nay, tis a moſt liuely ſinne ſure. Well I am ſure, tis one of the head ſinnes. Nay, I am ſure it is one of the middle ſinnes. Pitie, tis growne a moſt dayly vice. Well, tis a ſinne. I, or elſe few men would wiſh to go to Heau to diſguiſe with my friend, I am now giving the way of Not to a Curtezan. A courteous one. What A Publican. Deere my Sir, the ſtrongeſt argument that ſpeakes▪ Againſt the ſoules eternitie is luſt. Th Wiſemans folly, and the fools wiſd But to to beat, and Nay to expe your health and ſtrength Your precious time, and Of due preferment aduantage Of any worthy end to the The common boſome