Chapman, George · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · before the Court unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 474 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
I too strange to be true. 'tis in this head shall work it: Therefore hear; Brother this Lady you must call your wife, For I have told her sweet heart's Father here That she is your wife; and because my Father (Who now believes it) must be quieted Before you see him, you must live a while As husband to her, in his Father's house. Valerio here's a simple mean for you To lie at rack and manger with your wedlock And brother, for yourself to meet as freely. With this your long desired and barred love. You make us wonder. Peace, be ruled by me, And you shall see to what a perfect shape e bring this rude Plo, which blind Chaunce (the Ape Of Counsel advice) hath brought forth blind. Valerio, can your heat of love forbear Before your Father, and allow my Brother To use some kindness to your wife before him? I before him, I do not greatly care, Nor anywhere in deed; my Sister here Shall be my spy: if she will wrong herself, And give her right to my wife, I am pleased. My dearest life I know, will never fear Any such will or thought in all my powers: When I court her then, thinke I thinke tis th ▪ When I embrace her, hold thee in mine Arms: Come, let us practise 'gainst we see your Father. Soft Sir, I hope you need not do it yet, Let me take this time. Come, you must not touch her. No not before my Father? No nor now, Because you are so soon to practise it; For I must bring them to him presently. Take her Fortunio; go, hence man and wife, we will attend you rarely with fixed faces. Valerio keep your countenance, and conceive Your Father in your forged sheepishness, Who thinks thou dar'st not look upon a Wench, Nor knowest at which end to begin to kiss her. It is your own too simple lenity, And doting indulgence shown to him still That thus hath taught your Son to be no Son, As you have used him, therefore so you have him: Durst my Son thus turn rebel to his duty, Steal up a match shuting his estate Without all knowledge of or friend or father; And to make that good with a worse offence resolve to run beyond Sea to the wars. Durst my Son serve me thus? well, I have stayed him, Though much against my disposition, And this hour I have set for his repair, With his young mistress and concealed wife, And in my house here they shall sojourn both Till your black anger's storm be overblown. My anger's storm? Ah poor Fortunio, One gentle word from thee would soon resolve The storm of my rage to a shower of tears.
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I too strange to be true. Tis in this head shall worke it: Therefore heare; Brother this Lady you must call your wife, For I haue tolde her sweet harts Father here That e is your wife; and because my Father (Who now bues it) must b quieted Before you see him, you must liue a while As husband to her, in his Fathers house▪ Ualerio here's a simple meane for you To ly at racke and manger with your wedlocke And brother, for your selfe to meete as freely. With this your long desir'd and barred loue. You make vs wonder. Peace, be ruld by mee, And you shall see to what a perfect shape e bring this rude Plo, which blind Chaunce (the Ape Of Cou d aduice) hath brought foorth blind. Ualerio, can your heat of loue forbeare Before your Father, and allow my Brother To vse some kindnes to your wife before him▪ I before him, I do not greatlie care, Nor anie where in deed; my Sister heere Shall be my spie if shee will wrong her selfe, And giue her right to my wife, I am pleasd. My dearest life I know, will neuer feare Anie such will or thought in all my powers▪ When I court her then, thinke I thinke tis th ▪ When I brace her, hold thee in mine Armes: Come, let vs practise gainst wee see your Father. Soft Sir, I hope you need not do it yet, Let mee take this time. Come, you must not touch her. No not before my Father? No nor now, Because you are so soone to practise it▪ For I must bring them to him presentlie. Take her Fortunio; goe, hence man and wife, Wee will attend you rarely with fixt faces. Valerio keepe your coaunce, and conseaue Your Father in your forged sheepishnes, Who thinks thou dar'st not looke vpon a Wench, Nor knowest at which end to begin to kisse her. It is your owne too simple lenitie, And doting indulgence showne to him still That thus hath taught your Sonne to be no Sonne, As you haue vs'd him, therefore so you haue him: Durst my Sonne thus turne rebell to his dutie, Steale vp a match vnshuting his estate Without all knowledge of or friend or father; And to make that good with a worse offence resolue to runne beyond Sea to the warres. Durst my Sonne serue me thus? well, I haue stayd him, Though much against my disposition, And this howre I haue set for his repayre, With his young mistresse and concealed wife, And in my house here they shall soiourne both Till your blacke angers storme be ouer-blowne. My angers storme? Ah poore Fortunio, One gentle word from th would soone resolue The storme of my rage to a showre of teares▪