The Gentleman Usher (Vincentio and Margaret) · chunk 31 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 0.89 · 520 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Well Dame, if it be nothing but the jar Of your unfined fancy; that procures Your wilful coyness to my Lord the Duke, No doubt but Time, and judgement will conform it To such obedience, as so great desert Proposed to your acceptance doth require. To which end do you counsel her Bassiolo. And let me see Maid 'gainst the duke's return, Another tincture set upon your looks Then heretofore; For be assured at last Thou shalt consent, or else incur my curse: Advise her, you Bassiolo. ay, my good Lord; God's pity, what an errant Ass was I, To entertain the PRINCE's crafty friendship? 'slud, I half suspect, the villain gulled me; Our Squire I think is starved. Nay Lady it is true, And you must frame your fancy to the Duke, For I protest I will not be corrupted, For all the friends and fortunes in the world, To gull my Lord that trusts me. O sir, now, You're true too late. No Lady, not a whit, 'slud, and you think to make an Ass of me, May chance to rise betimes; I know't, I know. Out servile coward, shall a light suspect, That hath no slenderest proof of what we do, Infringe the weighty faith that thou hast sworn, To thy dear friend the Prince that dotes on thee; And will in pieces cut thee for thy falsehood; I care not; I'll not hazard my estate, For any Prince on earth: and I'll disclose The complot to your father, if you yield not To his obedience. Do if thou dar'st, Even for thy scrapped up living, and thy life, I'll tell my father then, how thou didst woo me To love the young Prince; and didst force me too, To take his Letters; I was well inclined, I will be sworn. before, to love the Duke, But thy vile railing at him, made me hate him. I rail at him? I marry did you sir, And said he was a pattern for a Potter, Fit t'have his picture stamped on a stone jug, To keep Ale-knights in memory of Sobriety. Sh'as a plaguy memory. I could have loved him else; nay, I did love him, Though I dissembled it, to bring him on, And I by this time might have been a Duchess: And now I think on't better: for revenge, I'll have the Duke, and he shall have thy head, For thy false wit within it, to his love. Now go and tell my Father, pray be gone. Why and I will go. Go, for God's sake go, are you here yet? Well, now I am resolved. 'tis bravely done, farewell: but do you hear sir? Take this with you beside; the young Prince keeps A certain letter you had writ for me, (Endearing, and Condoling, and Mature) And if you should deny things, that I hope Will stop your impudent mouth: but go your ways, If you can answer all this, why 'tis well. Well Lady, if you will assure me here, You will refrain to meet with the young Prince, I will say nothing.
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Well Dame, if it be nothing but the iarre Of your vnfiued fancie; that procures Your wilfull coynesse to my Lord the Duke, No doubt but Time, and Iudgent will conforme it To such obedience, as so great desert Proposde to your acceptance doth require. To which end doe you cosaile her Bassio l. And let me see Maid gainst the Duks returne, Another tincture set vpon your lookes Then hereofore; For be assur'd at last Thou shalt connt, or else incurre my curse: Aduise her, you Bassiolo. I, my good Lord; Gods pittie, what an errant Asse was I, To entertaine the Princes craftie friendship? Slood, I halfe suspect, the villaine guld me; Our Squire I thinke is star'd. Nay Ladie it is true, And you must frame your ancie to the Duke, For I protest I will not be corrupted, For all the friends and fortunes in the world, To gull my Lord that trusts me. O sir, now, Y'are true too late. No Ladie, not a whit, Slood, and you thinke to make an Asse of me, May chance to rise betimes; I know't, I know. Out seruile coward, shall a light suspect, That hath no slendrest proofe of what we do, Infringe the weighe faith that thou hast sworne, To thy deare friend the Prince that dotes on thee; And will in peeces cut thee for thy falshood; I care not; Ile not hazard my estate, For any Prince on earth: and Ile disclose The complot to your father, if you yeeld not To his obedience. Doe if thou dar'st, Euen for thy scrapt vp liuing, and thy life, Ile tell my father then, how thou didst wooe To loue the yong Prince; and didst force me too, To take his Letter; I was well enclin'd, I will be sworne. before, to loue the Duke, But thy vile railing at him, made me hate him. I raile at him? I marie did you sir, And said he was a patterne for a Potter, Fit t'haue his picture stampt on a stone Iugge, To keepe Ale-knights in memorie of Sobriety. Sh'as a plaguie memory. I could haue lou'd him else; nay, I did loue him, Though I dissembled it, to bring him on, And I by this time might haue beene a Dutchesse: And now I thinke on't better: for reuenge, Ile haue the Duke, and he shall haue thy head, For thy false wit within it, to his loue. Now goe and tell my Father, pray be gone. Why and I will goe. Goe, for Gods sake goe, are you heere yet? Wll, now I am resolu'd. Tis brauely done, farewell: but do you heare sir? Tae this with you besides; the young Prince keepes A certaine letter you had writ for me, (Endearing, and Condoling, and Mature) And if you should denie things, that I hope Will stop your ipudent mouth: but goe your waies, If you can answer all this, why tis well. Well Lady, if you will assure me here, You will refraine to meete with the young Prince, I will say nothing.