The Dutch Courtesan (Cockle de Moye) · chunk 3 of 35
Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 [1603-1605] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T37 Riches, poverty and covetousness · 538 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T37: wealth, riches, money, god, rich, poverty, men, learning, poor, ic.
Alas good creatures, what would you have them do? would you have them get their living by the curse of man, the sweat of their brows? so they do, every man must follow his trade, and every woman her occupation: a poor decayed mechanical man's wife, her husband is laid up, may not she lawfully be laid down, when her husbands only rising, is by his wife's falling? a captains wife wants means, her Commander lies in open field abroad, may not she lie in civil arms at home. A weighting Gentlewoman that had wont to take say to her Lady, miscarries, or so: the Court misfortune throws her down, may not the City courtesy take her up: do you know no Alderman would pity such a woman's case: why is charity grown a fin? or relieving the poor and impotent an offence? You will say beasts take no money for their fleshly entertainment: true, because they are beasts, therefore beastly, only men give to lose, because they are men, therefore manly: and indeed, wherein should they bestow their money better? In Land, the title may be cracked: In Houses, they may be burnt: In apparel, will wear: In wine, alas for pity our throat is but short: But employ your money upon women, and a thousand to nothing, some one of them will bestow that on you, which shall stick by you as long as you live; they are no ingrateful persons, they with give quite for quo: do ye protest, they'll sweat, do you they they'll fall do you fall, they'll rise, do you give them, the french Crown, they'll give you the french; O justus justa, justum They sell their bodies: do not better persons sell their souls? nay, since all things have been sold, honour, justice, aim: my, even God himself, ay me, what base ignobleness is it to sell the pleasure of a wanton bed. Why do men scrape, why heap to full heaps join. But for his Mistress, who would care for coin, For this I hold to be denied of no man, All things are made for man, and man for woman, give me my Of ill you merit well: my hearts good friend, Leave yet at length, at length, for know this ever 'tis no such sin to err, but to persever. Beauty is woman's virtue, love the life's Music: and woman the daintiness or second course of heavens curious workmanship, since then beauty love and woman are good, how can the love of woman's beauty be bad and, Bonum quo communius to melius; wilt then go with me? Whether? To a house of salvation. Salvation? Yes 'twill make thee repent. will't go to the family of love? I will show thee my creature: a pretty nimble eye Dutch Tanakin; An honest soft hearted impropriation, a soft plump, round cheek fro, that has beauty enough, for her virtue, virtue enough for a woman, and woman enough for any reasonable man in my knowledge: will't pass along with me? What to a Brothel, to behold an impudent prostitution, fie on't shall hate the whole sex to see her: the most odious spectacle the earth can present, is an modest vulgar woman.
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Alas good you haue would you haue them get their liuing by the curſe of man, the ſweat of their browes? ſo they doe, euerie man muſt follow his trade, and euerie woman her occupation: a poore decayed mechanicall mans wife, her husband is layd vp, may not ſhe lawfully be layd downe, when her husbands onely riſing, is by his wifes falling? a Captaines wife wants meanes, her Commaunder lyes in open field abroad, may not ſhe lye in ciuile armes at home. A waighting Gentlewoman that had wont to take ſay to her Lady, miſcaries, or ſo: the Court miſfortune throwes her downe, may not the Citie curteſie take her vp: doe you know no Alderman would pitie ſuch a womans caſe: why is charity growne a flint▪ or releeuing the poore and impotent an offence? You will beaſts take no money for their fleſhly entertainment: true, becauſe they are beaſts, therefore beaſtly, onely men giue to looſe, becauſe they are men, therefore manly: and indeede, where ſhould they beſtow their money better? In Land, the title may be crackt: In Houſes, they may bee burnt: In apparell, will weare: In wine, alas for pitie out thrate is but ſhort: But employ your money vpon women, and a thouſand to not one of them will beſtow that on you, which ſhall tile by you as long as you hue; they are no ingratefull perſons, they with giue quite for quo▪ do ye proteſt, they'e ſweate, doe you they theyle fall doe you fall, they'le riſe, do you giue them, the Crowne, they'le giue you the french; O iustus iuſta, They fell their bodies▪ doe not better perſons fell their ſoules? nay, ſince all things haue been ſould, honor, iuſtice, aim: my, euen God himſelfe, Aye me, what baſe ignobleneſſe is it the pleaſure of a wanton bed. Why doe men ſcrape, why heape to full heapes ioyne. But for his Miſtreſſe, who would care for coyne▪ For this I hold to be deny'd of no man, All thinges are made for man, and man for woman, giue Of ill you merite well: my hearts good friend, Leaue yet at length, at length, for know this euer Tis no ſuch ſinne to erre, but to perſeuer. Beautie is womans vertue, loue the lifes Muſique: and woman the daintines or ſecond courſe of heauens curious workmanſhip, ſince then beauty loue and woman are good, how can the loue of womans beawty be bad and, Bonum quo communius to melius; wil't then goe with me? Whether? To a houſe of ſaluation. Saluation? Yes 'twill make thee repent. wil't go to the family of loue▪ I will ſhew thee my creature▪ a pretty nimble eye Dutch Tkin; An honeſt ſoft harted impropriation, a ſoft plūpe, round chee froe, that has beauty inough, for her vertue, vertue enough for a woman, and woman enough for any reaſonable man in my knowledge: wil't paſſe a long with me? What to a Brothell, to behold an impudent on not ſhall here the whole to ſee her: the moſt odious ſpectacle the earth can preſent, is an modeſt vulger woman.