Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Parasitaster, or The Fawn · chunk 19 of 45

Marston, John · published 1606 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals)
comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 469 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

O this is the fair Lady with the foul teeth, Nature's hand shook when she was in making, for the red that should have spread her cheeks, nature let fall upon her nose, the white of her chin slipped into her eyes, and the grey of her eyes leapt before his time into her hair, and the yellowness of her hair fell without providence into her teeth. By the vow of my heart, you are my most only elected and I speak by way of protestation, I shall no longer wish to be, then that your only affection shall rest in me, and mine only in you. But if you shall love any other. Any other? can any man, love any other that knows you, the only perfection of your sex, and astonishment of mankind? Fie ye flatter me, go wear and understand my favour, this snail slow, but sure. This kiss. Farewell. The integrity and only vow of my faith to you, ever urge your well deserved requital to me. Excellent. See here's another of— Of your most only elected, Right, Donna Garbetza. O, I will acknowledge this is the Lady made of cutwork and all her body like a sand box, full of holes, and contains nothing but dust, she chooseth her servants, as men choose dogs, by the mouth, if they open well and full, their cry is pleasing, she may be chaste, for she has a bad face, and yet questionless, she may be made a strumpet, for she is covetous. By the vow of my heart, you are my most only elected, (and I speak it by way of protestation) I shall no longer wish to be, than all your affections shall only rest in me, and all mine only in you. Excellent, this piece of stuff is good on both sides, he is so constant, he will not change his phrase. But shall I give faith, may you not love another? another, can any man love another, that knows you, the only perfection of your sex, and admiration of mankind? Your speech flies too high, for your meaning to follow, yet my mistrust shall not precede my experience, I wrought this favour for you. The integrity and only vow of my faith to you ever urged, your well deserved requital to me. Why this is pure wit, nay judgement. Why look the Fawn observe me. I do sir. I do love at this instant some nineteen Ladies all in the trade of marriage, now sir, whose father dies first, or whose portion appeareth most, or whose fortunes betters soonest, her with quiet liberty at my leisure will I elect, for that's my humour. You profess a most excellent mystery sir. Fore heaven, see the Princes she that is. Your most only elected too.
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayParasitaster, or The Fawn
AuthorMarston, John
Publication year (edition)1606
First performance / composition (Annals)1604
First performance (BritDrama)1605 [1603-1606]
Company (BritDrama)Children of the Queen's Revels
TheaterBlackfriars;Paul's;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeBoys Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 542 · TCP A07077 · DEEP 427
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 601–626 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 45 in this edition
Length469 words · 590 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.819
Other seedsseed 43: T31 · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
O this is the faire Ladie with the fowle teeth, Natures hand shooke when she was in making, for the redde that should haue spread her cheekes, nature let fal vpon her nose, the white of hir chinne slipt into her eies, and the gray of her eies leapt before his time into her hayer, and the yeallownes of her haier fell without prouidence into her teeth. By the vow of my hart, you are my most onelie elected and I speake by way of protestation, I shall no longer wish to be, then that your onelie affection shall rest in me, and mine onele in you. But if you shall loue any other. Anie other? can any man, loue any other that knowes you, the onely perfection of your sexe, and astonishment of mankinde? Fie ye flatter me, go weare and vnderstand my fauour, this snaile slow, but sure. This kisse. Farewell. The integrity and only vow of my faith to you, euer vrge your well deserued requitall to me. Excellent. See heres an other of— Of your most onely elected, Right, Donna Garbetza. O, I wil acknowledge this is the Lady made of cutwork and all her body like a sand boxe, full of holes, and containes nothing but dust, she chuseth her seruantes, as men chuse dogs, by the mouth, if they open well and full, their crie is pleasing, she may be chaste, for shee haz a badde face, and yet questionles, shee may bee made a strumpet, for shee is couetous. By the vow of my hart, you are my most onely elected, (and I speake it by way of protestation) I shall no longer wish to be, then all your affections shall onely rest in me, and all mine onely in you. Excellent, this peece of stuffe is good on both sides, he is so constant, he will not change his phrase. But shall I giue faith, may you not loue another? An other, can any man loue another, that knowes you, the onely perfection of your sexe, and admiration of mankind? Your speech flies too high, for your meaning to follow, yet my mistrust shall not preceede my experience, I wrought this fauour for you. The integrity and onely vow of my faith to you euer vrgde, your well deserude requitall to me. Why this is pure wit, nay iudgement. Why looke the Fawne obserue me. I doe sir. I doe loue at this instant some nineteene Ladies all in the trade of marriage, now sir, whose father dies first, or whose portion appeareth most, or whose fortunes betters soonest, her with quiet libertie at my leysure will I elect, for that's my humor. You professe a most excellent misterie sir. Fore heauen, see the Princes she that is. Your most onely elected too.