Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Thanks gentle Sir. But truce a while, here comes her Father, I must speak a word or two with him. I he'll give you your answer (I warrant ye) God save you Sir. O Mr. Sophos: I have longed to speak with you a great while, I hear, you seek my daughter Lelia's love, I hope you will not seek to dishonest me, nor disgrace my daughter. No Sir: a man may ask a yea, A Woman may say nay, She is in choice to take her choice: Yet I must confess I love Lelia. Sir I must be plain with you: I like not of your love, Lelia's mine, I'll choose for Lelia, And therefore I would wish you not to frequent my house any more, It's better for you to ply your book, and seek for some preferment that way, than to seek for a wife before you know how to maintain her. I am not rich, I am not very poor, I neither want nor ever shall exceed, The mean is my content, I live twixt two extremes. Well, well, I tell ye, I like not ye should come to my house, and presume so proudly to match your poor pedigree with my daughter Lelia, and therefore I charge you to get you off of my ground: and come no more at my house: I like not this learning without living, I. He needs must go that the devil drives. Sic virtus sine Censu languet. O Ma. Churms, cry you mercy Sir, I saw not you: I think I have sent the scholar away with a flea in his ear. I trow he'll come no more at my house. No, for if he do you may indite him for coming of your ground. Well, now I'll home, and keep in my daughter, She shall neither go to him, nor send to him, I'll watch her (I'll warrant her,) Before God Master Churms, it is the peevishest girl, that ever I knew in my life, she will not be ruled I doubt. Pray ye sir, do you endeavour to persuade her to take Peter Ploddall. I warrant ye, I'll persuade her: fear not. What sorrow seizeth on my heavy heart? Consuming care possesseth every part: Heart-sad Erinnis keeps his mansion Here, Within the Closure of my woeful breast; And black despair with Iron sceptre stands, And guides my thoughts, down to his hateful Cell. The wanton winds with whistling murmur bear My piercing plaints along the desert plains, And woods and groves do echo forth my woes, The earth below relents in Crystal tears, When heavens above by some malignant course Of fatal stars are authors of my grief. Fond Love, go hide thy shafts in folly's den, And let the world forget thy Childish force, Or else fly, fly, pierce Sophos tender breast, That he may help to sympathize these plaints That wring these tears from Lelia's weeping eyes.
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Thankes gentle Sir. But truce a while, here comes hir Father, I muſt ſpeake a word or two with him. I heele giue you your anſwere (I warrant ye) God ſaue you Sir. O Mr. Sophos: I haue longd to ſpeake with you a great while, I heare, you ſeeke my daughter Lelias loue, I hope you will not ſeeke to dishoneſt me, nor diſgrace my daughter. No Sir: a man may aske a yea, A Woman may ſay nay, Shee is in choice to take hir choice: Yet I muſt confeſſe I loue Lelia. Sir I muſt be plaine with you: I like not of your loue, Lelias mine, Ile chooſe for Lelia, And therefore I would wiſh you not to frequent my houſe any more, Its better for you to ply your booke, and ſeeke for ſome preferment that way, than to ſeeke for a wife before you know how to maintaine hir. I am not rich, I am not very poore, I neither want nor euer ſhall exceede, The meane is my content, I liue twixt two extreames. Well, well, I tell yee, I like not ye ſhould come to my houſe, and preſume ſo proudly to match your poore pedigree with my daughter Lelia, and therefore I charge you to get you off of my ground: and come no more at my houſe: I like not this learning without liuing, I. He needs muſt goe that the diuell driues. Sic virtus ſine Cenſu languet. O Ma. Churms, cry you mercy Sir, I ſaw not you: I think I haue ſent the ſcholler away with a flea in his eare. I trow heele come no more at my houſe. No, for if he doe you may indite him for comming of your ground. Wel, now Ile home, and keepe in my daughter, She ſhal neither go to him, nor ſend to him, Ile watch her (Ile warrant her,) Before God Maſter Churms, it is the peeuiſheſt girle, that euer I knew in my life, ſhee will not bl'd I doubt. Pray ye ſir, do you indeuour to perſwade her to take Peter Ploddall. I warrant ye, Ile perſwade her: feare not. What ſorrow ſeiſeth on my heauy heart? Conſuming care poſſeſſeth euerie part: Heart-ſad Eri keeps his manſion Here, Within the Cloſure of my wofull breaſt; And blacke deſpaire with Iron Septer ſtands, And guides my thoughts, downe to his hatefull Cell. The wanton windes with murmure beare My pearcing plaints along the deert plaines, And woods and groues do eccho forth my woes, The earth below relents in Cryſtall teares, When heauens aboue by ſome malignant cour Of fatall ſtarres are authors of my griefe. Fond Loue, go hide thy ſhafts in Follies den, And let the world forget thy Childiſh force, Or elſe flye, flye, pearce Sophos tender breaſt, That he may helpe to ſympathize theſe plaints That wring theſe teares from Lelias weeping eyes.