Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1604 [1603-1604] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) · before the Court unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
An uncle so insatiate? ay, Is't not strange too, That all should be by Nature vicious, and he bade against Nature? Then you have heard the sum of all my wrongs. Lady, we have, and desire rather now To heal 'em, than to hear 'em: For by a letter from Fidelio Direct to us, we are entreated jointly, To hasten your remove from this foul den, Of theft and purposed incest: I rejoice in his chaste care of me, I'll soon be furnished. He writes that his return cannot be long. I'm chiefly glad,— but whither is the place? To the safe seat of his late wronged mother. I desire it,— Her conference will fit mine, well you prevail, At next grove we'll expect you: I'll not fail. It stands upon the frame of my reputation I protest Lady. Lady, that word is worth an hundred Angels at all times, for it cost more: if I live till tomorrow night, my sweet pleasure thou shalt have them. Could you not make 'em a hundred and fifty think you? I'll do my best endeavour to multiply, I assure you. Could you not make 'em two hundred? No by my faith.— Peace, i'll rather be confined in the hundred & fifty. Come e'en much about this time, when Taverns give up their Ghosts, and Gentlemen are in their first cast.— I'll observe the season. And do but whirl the Ring a'th' door once about, my maidservant shall be taught to understand the language. Enough my sweet Revenue. Good rest my effectual pleasure. Come hither Phoenix. What makes your honour break so early? A toy, I have a toy. A toy my Lord. Before thou layest thy wrath upon the duke,— be advised. ay, ay, I warrant you my Lord. Nay, give my words honour, hear me, I'll strive to bring this Act into such form, And credit amongst men, they shall suppose. Nay verily believe the Prince his son, To be the plotter of his Father's murder. Oh that were infinitely admirable! Wert not, it pleaseth me beyond my bliss: Then if his son meet death as he returns, Or by my hired Instruments turn up, The general voice will cry— O happy vengeance! O blessed vengeance! ay, i'll turn my brain Into a thousand uses, Tire my inventions, Make my blood sick with study, and mine eye More hollow than my heart, but I will fashion, Nay I will fashion it,— Canst counterfeit? The PRINCE's hand, more truly, most direct, You shall admire it. Necessary mischief. Next to a woman, but more close in secrets Thou'rt all the kindred that my breast vouchsafes, Look into me anon,— I must frame, and muse, and fashion— 'twas time to look into thee, in whose heart Treason grows ripe, and therefore fit to fall, That slave first sinks, whose envy threatens all, Now is his Venom at full height.
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An vncle ſo inſaciate? I, Iſt not ſtrange too, That al ſhould be by Nature vicious, and he bad againſt Nature? Then you haue heard the ſum of al my wrongs. Lady, we haue, and deſire rather now To heale 'em, then to heare 'em: For by a letter from Fidelio Direct to vs, we are entreated ioyntly, To haſten your remoue▪ from this foule den, Of theft and purpos'd inceſt: I reioyce in his chaſt care of mee, Ile ſoone bee furniſht. He writes that his returne cannot be long. I'me chiefly glad,—but whither is the place? To the ſafe ſeate of his late wronged mother. I deſire it,— Her conference will fit mine, well you preuaile, At next groue weele expect you: Ile not faile. It ſtands vpon the frame of my reputation I proteſt Ladie. Ladie, that worde is worth an hundred Angels at all times, for it coſt more: if I liue til tomorrow night, my ſweete pleaſure thou ſhalt haue them. Could you not make 'em a hundred and fiftie thinke you? Ile do my beſt endeuour to multiply, I aſſure you. Could you not make 'em two hundred? No by my faith.— Peace, ile rather be confin'd in the hundred & fifty. Come ee'n much about this time, when Tauerns giue vp their Ghoſts, and Gentlemen are in their firſt caſt.— Ile obſerue the ſeaſon. And doe but whirle the Ring a'th doore once about, my maid-ſeruant ſhal be taught to vnderſtand the language. Inough my ſweet Reuenew. Good reſt my effectuall pleaſure. Come hither Phoenix. What makes your honour breake ſo earely? A toy, I haue a toy. A toy my Lord. Before thou layeſt thy wrath vpon the duke,— be aduiz'd. I, I, I warran you my Lord. Nay, giue my words honour, heare me, Ile ſtriue to bring this Act into ſuch forme, And credite amongſt men, they ſhall ſuppoſe. Nay verily beleeue the Prince his ſonne, To be the plotter of his Fathers murther. Oh that were infinitely admirable! Wert not, it pleaſeth me beyond my bliſſe: Then if his ſonne meet death as he returnes, Or by my hired Inſtruments turne vp, The generall voice will crie—O happy vengeance! O bleſſed vengeance! I, ile turn my braine Into a thouſand vſes, Tire my inuentions, Make my blood ſicke with ſtudie, and mine eye More hollow then my heart, but I will faſhion, Nay I will faſhion it,—Canſt counterfet? The Princes hand, more truly, moſt direct, You ſhall admire it. Neceſſarie miſchiefe. Next to a woman, but more cloſe in ſecrets Thou'rt all the kinred that my breaſt vouch ſafes, Looke into me anon,—I muſt frame, and muſe, and faſhion— Twas time to looke into thee, in whoſe heart Treaſon growes ripe, and therefore fit to fall, That ſlaue firſt ſinkes, whoſe enuie threatens all, Now is his Venom at full height.