The Gentleman Usher (Vincentio and Margaret) · chunk 19 of 42
Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) or Children of Paul’s (second) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.86 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
I need not; for the plain contents they bear Uttered in any words, deserve their welcome, And yet I hope the words will serve the turn. What, in a letter? Why not? Whence is it? From one that will not shame it with his name. And that is Lord Vincentio. King of heaven! Is the man mad? Mad Madam, why? O heaven, I muse a man of your importance, Will offer to bring me a letter thus? Why, why good Mistress, are you hurt in that? Your answer may be what you will yourself. ay, but you should not do it: Gods my life, You shall answer it. Nay, you must answer it. I answer it! are you the man I trusted? And will betray me to a stranger thus? That's nothing, dame, all friends were strangers first. Now was there ever woman overseen so, In a wise man's discretion? Your brain is shallow, come, receive this letter. How dare you say so? when you know so well How much I am engaged to the duke? The duke? a proper match: a grave old gentman: has beard at will; and would, in my conceit, Make a most excellent pattern, for a potter To have his picture stamped on a jug. To keep ale-knights in memory of sobriety. Here gentle madam, take it. Take it sir? A I common taker of loe letters? Common? why when received you one before? Come, 'tis no matter; I had thought your care Of my bestowing, would not tempt me thus To one I know not; but it is because You know I dote so much on your direction. On my direction? No sir, Not on yours. Well mistress, if you will take my advice At any time, then take this letter now. 'tis strange, I wonder the coy gentleman, That seeing me so oft, would never speak, Is on the sudden so far wrapped to write. It showed his judgement, that he would not speak Knowing with what a strict and jealous eye He should be noted; hold, if you love yourself; Now will you take this letter? pray be ruled. Come, you have such another plaguy tongue, And yet i'fath I will not. Lord of heaven, What, did it burn your hands? hold, hold, I pray, And let the words within it fire your heart. I wonder how the devil, he found you our To be his spokesman,— O the duke would thank you, If he knew how you urged me for his son. The duke? I have fretted her, even to the liver, and had much ado To make her take it, but I knew 'twas sure; For he that cannot turn and wind a woman Like silk about his finger, is no man, I'll make her answer't too. O here's good stuff. Hold, pray take it for your pains to bring it. Lady you err in my reward a little, Which must be a kind answer to this letter.
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I need not; for the plaine contents they beare Vttred in any words, deserue their welcome, And yet I hope the words will serue the turne. What, in a letter? Why not? Whence is it? From one that will not shame it with his name▪ And that is Lord Vincentio. King of heauen! Is the man madde? Mad Madam, why? O heauen, I muse a man of your importance, Will offer to bring me a letter thus? Why, why good Mistresse, are you hurt in that? Your answer may be what you will your selfe. I, but you should not doe it: Gods my life, You shall answer it. Nay, you must answer it. I answer it! are you the man I trusted? And will betray me to a stranger thus? Thats nothing, dame, all friends were stranges first. Now was there euer woman ouerseene so, In a wise mans discretion? Your braine is shallow, come, receiue this letter▪ How dare you say so? when you know so well How much I am engaged to the duke? The duke? a proper match: a graue olde gentman: Haz berd at will; and would, in my conceyt, Mke a most exellent patterne, for a potter To haue his pictue stampt on a Iugge. To keepe ale-nights in memorie of sobrietie. Heere gentl mdam, take it. Take it si? A I common taker of loe letters? Common? why when receiu'd you one before? ome, tis no matter; I had thought your care Of my bestowing, would not tempt me thus To one I know not; but it is because You know I dote so much on yur direction. On my direction? No sir, Not on yours. Well mistris, if you will take my aduice At ay time, then take this letter now. Tis strange, I woonder the coy gentleman, That seeing mee so oft, would neuer speake, Is on the so far wrapt to write. It shewd his iudgement, that he would not speake Knowing with what a strict and iealous eie He should be noted; holde, if you loue yourselfe; Now will you take this letter? pray be rulde. Come, you haue such another plaguie toung, And yet yfayth I will not. Lod of heauen, What, did it bune your hands? holde, hold, I pray, And let the words within it fire your heart. I woonder how the deuill, he found you ou To be his spokesman,—O the duke would thanke you, If he knew how you vrgde me for his sonne. The duke? I haue fretted her, Fuen to the liuer, and had much adoe To ake her take it, but I knew t'was sure; For he that cannot turne and wnde a woman Like silke about his finger, is no man, Ile make her answer't too. O here's good stuffe. Hold, pray take it for your paines to bring it. Ladie you erre in my reward a little, Which must be a kind answere to this letter.