The Woman Hater (The Hungry Courtier) · chunk 10 of 46
Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.87 · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Ha, ha, ha. Begot when thy father was drunk. Your Lordship hath a good wit. How? what have I good wit? Come my Lord, I have heard before of your Lordship's merry vain in jesting against our Sex, which I being desirous to hear, made me rather choose your Lordship's house, than any other, but I know I am welcome. Let me not live if you be: methinks it doth not become you, to come to my house, being a stranger to you. I have no woman in my house, to entertain you, nor to show you your chamber; why should you come to me? I have no Galleries, nor banqueting houses, nor bawdy pictures to show your Ladyship. Believe me, this your Lordship's plainness makes me think myself more welcome, then if you had sworn by all the pretty Court oaths that are, I had been welcomer than your soul to your body. Now she's in talking, treason will get her out, I durst sooner undertake to talk an Intelligencer out of the room, and speak more than he durst hear, than talk a woman out of my company. My Lord, the Duke being in the streets, and the storm continuing, is entered your gate, and now coming up. The Duke! now I know your arrant madam; you have plots and private meetings in hand: why do you choose my house, are you ashamed to go to't in the old coupling place, though it be less suspicious here; for no Christian will suspect a woman to be in my house, yet you may do it cleanlier there, for there is a care had of those businesses; and wheresoever you remove, your great maintainer and you shall have your lodgings directly opposite, it is but putting on your nightgown, and your slippers; madame, you understand me? Before I would not understand him, but now he speaks riddles to me indeed. 'twas a strange hailstorm. 'twas exceeding strange. Good morrow to your grace. Good morrow Gondarino. justice great Prince. Why should you beg for justice, I never did you wrong; what's the offendor? A woman. O I know your ancient quarrel against that sex; but what heinous crime hath she committed? She hath gone abroad. What? it cannot be. She hath done it. How? I never heard of any woman that did so before. If she have not laid by that modesty That should attend a virgin, and quite void Of shame, hath left the house where she was borne, As they should never do; let me endure The pains that she should suffer. Hath she so? which is the woman? This, this. How Arrigo? Lucio? I than it is a plot, no Prince alive Shall force me make my house, a brothel house; Not for the sins, but for the woman's sake, I will not have her in my doors so long: Will they make my house as bawdy as their own are? Is it not Oriana? It is. Sister to Count Valour? The very same. She that I love?
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Ha, ha, ha. Begot when thy father was drunke. Your Lordship hath a good wit. How? what haue I good wit? Come my Lord, I haue heard before of your Lordships merry vaine in jesting against our Sexe, which I beeing desirous to heare, made mee rather choose your Lordships house, then any other, but I know I am welcome. Let me not liue if you be: me thinkes it doth not become you, to come to my house, being a strāger to you. I haue no woman in my house, to entertaine you, nor to shew you your chamber; why should you come to me? I haue no Galleries, nor banquetting houses, nor bawdy pictures to shewe your Ladiship. Beleeue me, this your Lordships plainnes makes me thinke my selfe more welcom, then if you had sworne by all the prettie Court oathes that are, I had beene welcomer then your soule to your bodie. Now shee's in talking, treason will get her out, I durst sooner vndertake to talke an Intelligencer out of the roome, and speake more then he durst heare, than talke a woman out of my company. My Lord, the Duke beeing in the streets, and the storme continuing, is entred your gate, and now comming vp. The Duke! now I know your arrant Madame; you haue plots and priuate meetings in hand: why do you choose my house, are you asham'd to goe too't in the olde coupling place, though it be lesse suspicious here; for no Christian will suspect a woman to be in my house, yet you may doe it cleanlier there, for there is a care had of those businesses; and wheresoeuer you remooue, your great maintainer and you shal haue your lodgings directly opposite, it is but putting on your night-gowne, and your slippers; madame, you vnderstand me? Before I would not vnderstand him, but now he speakes riddles to me indeed. T'was a strange haile-storme. T'was exceeding strange. Good morrow to your grace. Good morrow Gondarino. Iustice great Prince. Why should you begge for justice, I neuer did you wrong; whats the offendor? A woman. O I know your auncient quarrell against that sexe; but what hainous crime hath shee committed? Shee hath gone abroad. What? it cannot be. Shee hath done it. How? I neuer heard of any woman that did so before. If shee haue not laid by that modestie That should attend a virgin, and quite voide Of shame, hath left the house where shee was borne, As they should neuer doe; let me endure The paines that shee should suffer. Hath shee so? which is the woman? This, this. How Arrigo? Lucio? I then it is a plot, no Prince aliue Shall force me make my house, a brothel house; Not for the sinnes, but for the womans sake, I will not haue her in my doores so long: Will they make my house as bawdy as their owne are? Is it not Oriana? It is. Sister to Count Valore? The very same. Shee that I loue?