The Woman Hater (The Hungry Courtier) · chunk 16 of 46
Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Perform this, help me to this great heir by learning, and you shall want no black cloaks, taffeties, silk grograms, satins & velvets are mine, they shallbe yours; perform what you have promised, & you shall make me a lover of Sciences, I will study the learned languages, & keep my shop-book in Latin. Trouble me not now, I will not fail you within this hour at your shop. Let Art have her course. 'Tis well spoken, Madonna. Hast thou brought me any customers. No. What the devil dost thou in black. As all solemn professors of settled courses, do cover my knavery with it: will you marry a citizen, reasonably rich, and unreasonably foolish, silks in his shop, money in his purse, and no wit in his head? Out upon him, I could have been otherwise than so, there was a Knight swore he would have had me, if I would have lent him but forty shillings to have redeemed his cloak, to go to Church in. Then your waistcoat waiter shall have him, call her in? Francessina? anon? Get you to the Church, and shrive yourself, For you shallbe richly married anon. And get you after her, I will work upon my citizen whilst he is warm, I must nor suffer him to consult with his neighbours, the openest fools are hardly cozened, if they once grow jealous. Save me ye better powers, let me not fall Between the loose embracements of a woman: Heaven, if my sins be ripe grown to a head, And must attend your vengeance: I beg not to divert my fate, Or to reprieve a while thy punishment Only I crave, and hear me equal heavens, Let not your furious rod, that must afflict me, Be that imperfect piece of nature, That art makes up, woman, unsatiate woman. Had we not knowing souls, at first infused To teach a difference, twixt extremes and goods? Were we not made ourselves, free, unconfined Commanders of our own affections: And can it be, that this most perfect creature, This image of his maker, well squared man, Should leave the handfast, that he had of grace, To fall into a woman's easy arms. Now Venus be my speed, inspire me with all the several subtle temptations, that thou hast already given, or haste in store hereafter to bestow upon our sex: grant that I may apply that Physic that is most apt to work upon him: whether he will soonest be moved with wantonness, singing, dancing, or being passionate, with scorn, or with sad and serious looks, cunningly mingled with sighs, with smiling, lisping, kissing the hand, and making short curtsies; or with whatsoever other nimble power, he may be caught: do thou infuse into me, and when I have him, I will sacrifice him up to thee. It comes again; new apparitions, And tempting spirits: Stand and reveal thyself, Tell why thou followest me? I fear thee As I fear the place thou camest from: Hell. My Lord, I am a woman, and such a one—
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Performe this, helpe me to this great heire by learning, and you shall want no blacke cloakes, taffaties, silkegrogerams, sattins & veluets are mine, they shalbe yours; performe what you haue promised, & you shall make me a louer of Sciences, I will studie the learned languages, & keepe my shop-booke in Latine. Trouble me not now, I will not fayle you within this houre at your shop. Let Art haue her course. 'Tis well spoken, Madona. Hast thou brought me any customers. No. What the deuill do'st thou in blacke. As all solemne professors of setled courses, doe couer my knauery with it: will you marry a citizen, reasonably rich, and vnreasonably foolish, silkes in his shoppe, money in his purse, and no wit in his head? Out vpon him, I could haue bin otherwise then so, there was a Knight swore hee would haue had mee, if I would haue lent him but forty shillings to haue redeem'd his cloake, to go to Church in. Then your wastcoate wayter shall haue him, cal herin? Francessina? Anone? Get you to the Church, and shriue your selfe, For you shalbe richly married anone. And get you after her, I will worke vpon my citizen whilst he is warme, I must nor suffer him to consult with his neighbours, the openest fooles are hardly cousened, if they once grow jealous. Saue me ye better powers, let me not fall Betweene the loose embracements of a woman: Heauen, if my sinnes be ripe growne to a head, And must attend your vengeance: I beg not to diuert my fate, Or to repriue a while thy punishment Onely I craue, and heare me equall heauens, Let not your furious rodd, that must afflict me, Be that imperfect peece of nature, That arte makes vp, woman, vnsatiate woman. Had we not knowing soules, at first infus'd To teach a difference, twixt extreames and goods? Were we not made ourselues, free, vnconfin'd Commaunders of our owne affections: And can it be, that this most perfect creature, This image of his maker, well squar'd man, Should leaue the handfast, that he had of grace, To fall into a womans easie armes. Now Venus be my speed, inspire me with all the seuerall subtill temptations, that thou hast already giuen, or hast in store hereafter to bestowe vpon our sexe: grant that I may apply that Phisicke that is most apt to worke vpon him: whether he will soonest bee moou'd with wantonnesse, singing, dauncing, or beeing passionate, with scorne, or with sad and serious lookes, cunningly mingled with sighes, with smiling, lisping, kissing the hand, and making short cursies; or with whatsoeuer other nimble power, he may bee caught: doe thou infuse into mee, and when I haue him, I will sacrifice him vp to thee. It comes againe; new apparitions, And tempting spirits: Stand and reueale thy selfe, Tell why thou followest me? I feare thee As I feare the place thou camst from: Hell. My Lord, I am a woman, and such a one—