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 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
Tush, Friendship's but a Term boy: the fond world Like to a doting Mother glazes over Her Children's imperfections with fine terms: What she calls Friendship and true human kindness, Is only want of true Experience: Honesty is but a defect of Wit, Respect but mere Rusticity and Clownery. Better and better. Soft, here comes my Son. Fortunio, keep your countenance: See sir here The poor young married couple, which you pleased To send for to your house. Fortunio welcome, And in that welcome I employ your wives, Who I am sure you count your second self. Sir, your right noble favours do exceed All power of worthy gratitude by words, That in your care supply my Father's place. Fortunio, I can not choose but love you, Being Son to him who long time I have loved: From whose just anger, my house shall protect you, Till I have made a calm way to your meetings. I little thought Sir, that my Father's love Would take so ill, so sleight a fault as this. Call you it sleight? Nay though his spirit take it In higher manner than for your loved sake, I would have wished him; yet I make a doubt, Had my Son done the like, if my affection Would not have turned to more spleen, than your Fathers: And yet I qualify him, all I can, And doubt not but that time and my persuasion, Will work out your excuse: since youth and love Were th'unresisted organies to seduce you: But you must give him leave, for Fathers must Be won by penitence and submission, And not by force or opposition. alas Sir, what advise you me to do? I know my Father to be highly moved, And am not able to endure the breath Of his expressed displeasure, whose hot flames I think my absence soonest would have quenched. True Sir, as fire with oil, or else like them That quench the sire with pulling down the house, You shall remain here in my house concealed Till I have won your Father to conceive Kinder opinion of your oversight. Valerio entertain Fortunio And his fair wife, and give them conduct in. You're welcome sir. What sirrah is that all? No entertainment to the Gentlewoman? Forsooth you're welcome by my Father's leave. What no more complement? Kiss her you sheepshead, Why when? Go go Sir, call your Sister hither. Lady, you'll pardon our gross bringing up? we dwell far off from Court you may perceive: The sight of such a blazing Star as you, Dazzles my rude sons wits. Not so good Sir, The better husband, the more courtly ever. In deed a Courtier makes his lips go far, As he doth all things else. Daughter receive This Gentlewoman home, and use her kindly. My Father bids you kindly welcome Lady, And therefore you must needs come well to me. Thank you forsooth. Go Dame, conduct'em in.
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Tush, Friendship's but a Terme boy: the fond world Like to a doting Mother glases ouer Her Childrens imperfections with fine tearmes: What she calls Frindship and true humane kindnes, Is onely want of true Experience: Honestie is but a defect of Witt, Respect but meere Rusticitie and Clownerie. Better and better. Soft, here comes my Sonne. Fortunio, keepe your countenance: See sir here The poore young married couple, which you pleasd To send for to your house. Fortunio welcome, And in that welcome I imploy your wiues, Who I am sure you count your second selfe. Sir, your right noble fauours do exceede All powre of worthy gratitude by words, That in your care supplie my Fathers place. Fortunio, I can not chuse but loue you, Being Sonne to him who long time I haue lou'd: From whose iust anger, my house shall protect you, Till I haue made a calme way to your meetings. I little thought Sir, that my Fathers loue Would take so ill, so sleight a fault as this. Call you it sleight? Nay though his spirit take it In higher manner then for your lou'd sake, I would haue wisht him; yet I make a doubt, Had my Sonne done the like, if my affection Would not haue turnd to more spleene, then your Fathers: And yet I quallifie him, all I can, And doubt not but that time and my perswasion, Will worke out your excuse: since youth and loue Were th'vnresisted organies to seduce you: But you must giue him leaue, for Fathers must Be wonne by penitence and submission▪ And not by force or opposition. Ahlas Sir, what aduise you mee to doe? I know my Father to be highly moou'd, And am not able to endure the breath Of his exprest displeasure, whose hote flames I thike my absence soonest would haue quencht. True Sir, as fire with oyle, or else like them That quench the sire with pulling downe the house, You shall remaine here in my house conceal'd Till I haue wonne your Father to conceiue Kinder opinion of your ouersight. Ualerio entertaine Fortunio And his , and giue them conduct in. Y'are welcome sir. What that all▪ No entertainment to the Gentlewoman? Forsooth y'are welcome by my Fathers leaue. What no more complement? Kisse her you sheepes-head, Why when? Go go Sir, call your Sister hither. Ladie, youle pardon our grosse bringing vp? Wee dwell farre off from Court you may perceiue: The sight of such a blazing Starre as you, Dazles my rude Sonnes witts. Not so good Sir, The better husband, the more courtlie euer. In deed a Courtier makes his lipps go farre, As he doth all things else. Daughter reciue This Gentlewoman home, and vse her kindly. My Father bids you kindly welcome Lady, And therefore you must needes come well to mee. Thanke you for-soth. Goe Dame, conduct-am in.