Chapman, George / Jonson, Ben / Marston, John · published 1605 · first performed or written 1605 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T32 Rings and jewels as tokens · 520 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
away syrens, I will immure myself, against your cries; and lock myself up to our Lamentations. Gentle Husband, hear me. Father, It is I Father; my Lady Flash: my sister and I am Friends. Good Father. Be not hardened, good M. Touchstone. I pray you, Sir, be merciful. I am deafe, I do not hear you; I have stopped mine ears, with shoemakers wax, and drunk Lethe, and Mandragora to forget you: All you speak to me, I commit to the Air. How now, M. Wolf? Where's M. Touchstone? I must speak with him presently: I have lost my breath for haste. What's the matter Sir? pray all be well. Master Deputy Goulding is arrested upon an execution, and desires him presently to come to him, forthwith. ay me; do you hear Father? Tricks, tricks, confederacy, tricks, I have 'em in my nose, I sent 'em. Who's that? master Touchstone? Why it is M. Wolf himself, husband. Father. I am deafe still, I say: I will neither yield to the song of the Siren, nor the voice of the Hyena, the tears of the Crocodile, nor the howling o'the Wolf: avoid my habitatio monsters, Why you are not mad Sir? I pray you look forth, and see the token I have brought you, Sir. Ha! what token is it? Do you know it Sir? My son Goulding's ring! Are you in earnest Mai. Wolfe? I by my faith sir. He is in prison, and required me to use all speed, and secrecy to you. My Cloak there (pray you be patient) I am plagued for my Austerity; my Cloak: at whose suit master Wolf? I'll tell you as we go sir. Why, but is his offence such as he cannot hope of life? Troth it should seem so: and 'tis great pity; for he is exceeding penitent. They say he is charged but on suspicion of Felony, yet. ay but his master is a shrewd fellow, he'll prove great matter against him. I'd as live as any thing, I could see his Farewell. O 'tis rarely written: why Tobis may get him to sing it to you, he's not curious to anybody. O no. He would that all the world should take knowledge of his Repentance, and thinks he merits in't, the more shame he suffers. Pray thee try, what thou canst do. I warrant you, he will not deny it; if he be not hoarse with the often repeating of it. You never saw a more courteous creature, than he is; and the Knight too: the poorest Prisoner of the house may command 'em. You shall hear a thing, admirably penned. Is the Knight any, Scholar too? No, but he will speak very well, and discourse admirably of running Horses, and White-Friers, and against Bawds; and of Cocks; and talk as loud as a Hunter, but is none. Please you stay here sir, i'll call his worship down to you. See, he has brought him, and the Knight too. Salute him I pray, Sir, this Gentleman, upon our report, is very desirous to hear some piece of your Repentance.
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away ſyrens, I will inmure my ſelfe, againſt your cryes; and locke my ſelfe vpto our Lamentations. Gentle Husband, heare me. Father, It is I Father; my Lady Flaſh: my ſiſter and I am Friends. Good Father. Be not hardned, good M. Touchstone. I pray you, Sir, be mercifull. I am deaſe, I doe not heare you; I haue ſtopt mine eares, with Shoomakers waxe, and drunke Lethe, and Mandragora to forget you: All you ſpeake to mee, I commit to the Ayre. How now, M. VVoolfe? Where's M. Touchstone? I muſt ſpeake with him preſently: I haue loſt my breath for haſt. What's the matter Sir? pray all be well. Maiſter Deputy Goulding is arreſted vpon an execution, and deſires him preſently to come to him, forthwith. Aye me; doe you heare Father? Tricks, tricks, confederacie, tricks, I haue 'hem in my noſe, I ſent 'hem. Who's that? maiſter Touchſtone? Why it is M. Wolfe himſelfe, husband. Father. I am deaſe ſtill, I ſay: I will neither yeeld to the ſong of the Syren, nor the voice of the Hyena, the teares of the Crocodile, nor the howling o'the Wolfe: auoid my habitatio mōſters, Why you are not mad Sir? I pray you looke forth, and ſee the token I haue brought you, Sir. Ha! what token is it? Do you know it Sir? My ſonne Gouldings ring! Are you in earneſt Mai. Wolfe? I by my faith ſir. He is in priſon, and requir'd me to vſe all ſpeed, and ſecrecie to you. My Cloake there (pray you be patient) I am plagu'd for my Auſteritie; my Cloake: at whoſe ſuite maiſter Wolfe? Ile tell you as we goe ſir. Why, but is his offence ſuch as he cannot hope of life? Troth it ſhould ſeeme ſo: and 'tis great pity; for he is exceeding penitent. They ſay he is charg'd but on ſuſpicion of Felony, yet. I but his maiſter is a ſhrewd fellow, Heele proue great matter againſt him. I'de as liue as any thing, I could ſee his Farewell. O tis rarely written: why Tobis may get him to ſing it to you, hee's not curious to any body. O no. He would that all the world ſhould take knowledge of his Repentance, and thinkes he merits in't, the more ſhame he ſuffers. Pray thee try, what thou canſt doe. I warrant you, he will not deny it; if he be not hoarce with the often repeating of it. You neuer ſaw a more courteous creature, then he is; and the Knight too: the pooreſt Priſoner of the houſe may command 'hem. You ſhall heare a thing, admirably pend. Is the Knight any, Scholler too? No, but he will ſpeake verie well, and diſcourſe admirably of running Horſes, and White-Friers, and againſt Baudes; and of Cocks; and talke as loude as a Hunter, but is none. Pleaſe you ſtay here ſir, ile cal his worſhip downe to you. See, he has brought him, and the Knight too. Salute him I pray, Sir, this Gentleman, vpon our report, is very deſirous to heare ſome piece of your Repentance.