The Woman Hater (The Hungry Courtier) · chunk 33 of 46
Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 479 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Sir, you forget yourself. Was never seen so rare a head, Of any Fish alive or dead. Good Sir remember, this is the house Sir. Cursed be he that dare not venture. Pity yourself sir, and leave this fury. For such a prize, and so I enter. Dun's i'th' mire, get out again how a can: My honest gallant, I'll show you one trick more Than ere the fool your father dreamt of yet. madonna Iulia? What news my sweet rogue, my dear sins broker, what? good news? There is a kind of ignorant thing, much like a Courtier, now gone in. Is a gallant? 'a shines not very gloriously, nor does a wear one skin perfumed to keep the other sweet; his coat is not in or, nor does the world run yet on wheels with him; is rich enough, and has a small thing follows him, like to a boat tied to a tall ships tail: give him entertainment, be light and flashing like a Meteor, hug him about the neck, give him a kiss, and lisping cry, good Sir; and is thine own, as fast as a were tied to thine arms, by Indentures. I dare do more than this, if a be a the true Court cut; I'll take him out a lesson worth the learning: but we are but their Apes; what's he worth? Be he rich, or poor, if he will take thee with him, thou mayst use thy trade free from Constables, and Marshals: who hath been here since I went out? There is a gentlewoman sent hither by a Lord, she's a piece of dainty stuff my rogue, smooth, and soft, as new Satin; she was never gummed yet boy, nor fretted. Where lies she? she lies above, towards the street, not to be spoke with, but by the Lord that sent her, or some from him, we have in charge from his servants. Peace, 'a comes out again upon discovery; up with all your canvas, hale him in; and when thou hast done, clap him aboard bravely, my valiant Pinnace. Be gone, I shall do reason with him. Are you the special beauty of this house? Sir, you have given it a more special regard by your good language, than these black brows can merit. Lady you are fair. Fair sir? I thank ye; all the poor means I have left to be thought grateful, is but a kiss, and ye shall have it Sir. Ye have a very moving lip. Prove it again Sir, it may be your sense was set too high, & so over wrought itself. 'Tis still the same: how far may ye hold the time to be spent Lady? four o'clock sir. I have not eat today. You will have the better stomach to your supper; in the mean time, I'll feed ye with delight.
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Sir, you forget your selfe. Was neuer seene so rare a head, Of any Fish aliue or dead. Good Sir remember, this is the house Sir. Cursed be he that dare not venter. Pitty your selfe sir, and leaue this furie. For such a prize, and so I enter. Dun's ith' myre, get out againe how a can: My honest gallant, Ile shew you one tricke more Then ere the foole your father dreamd of yet. Madona Iulia? What newes my sweet rogue, my deere sinnes broker, what? good newes? There is a kinde of ignorant thing, much like a Courtier, now gone in. Is a gallant? A shines not very gloriously, nor does a weare one skinne perfum'd to keepe the tother sweet; his coate is not in or, nor does the world run yet on wheeles with him; is rich enough, and has a small thing followes him, like to a boate tied to a tall ships taile: giue him entertainment, be light and flashing like a Meteor, hug him about the necke, giue him a kisse, and lisping crie, good Sir; and is thine owne, as fast as a were tied to thine armes, by Indentures. I dare doe more then this, if a bee a the true Court cut; Ile take him out a lesson worth the learning: but wee are but their Apes; whats he worth? Be he rich, or poore, if he will take thee with him, thou maist vse thy trade free from Constables, and Marshals: who hath bin here since I went out? There is a gentlewoman sent hither by a Lord, shee's a peece of dainty stuffe my rogue, smooth, and soft, as new Satten; shee was neuer gumb'd yet boy, nor fretted. Where lies shee? Shee lies aboue, towards the street, not to be spoke with, but by the Lord that sent her, or some from him, we haue in charge from his seruants. Peace, a comes out againe vpon discouery; vp with all your canuas, hale him in; and when thou hast done, clap him a board brauely, my valiant Pinnace. Be gone, I shall doe reason with him. Are you the speciall beauty of this house? Sir, you haue giuen it a more speciall regard by your good language, then these blacke brows can merit. Lady you are faire. Faire sir? I thanke yee; all the poore meanes I haue left to be thought gratefull, is but a kisse, and ye shall haue it Sir. Ye haue a very moouing lip. Prooue it againe Sir, it may bee your sence was set too high, & so ouer wrought it selfe. 'Tis still the same: how farre may ye hold the time to be spent Lady? Foure a clocke sir. I haue not eate to day. You will haue the better stomacke to your supper; in the meane time, Ile feed ye with delight.