Chapman, George · published 1607 · first performed or written 1607 (Annals) tragedy · Children of Paul's (second) · Paul's unassigned nearest T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
alas, love give her joy; I am so far From Envy of her honour, that I swear, Had he encountered me with such proud sleight: I would have put that project face of his To a more test, than did her duchessship. Why (by your leave my Lord) I'll speak it here, (Although she be my aunt) she scarce was modest, When she perceived the Duke her husband take Those late exceptions to her servants Courtship To entertain him. ay, and stand him still. Letting her husband give her servant place: Though he did manly, she should be a woman. D'Ambois is pardoned: where's a king? where law? See how it runs, much like a turbulent sea; Here high, and glorious, as it did contend To wash the heavens, and make the stars more pure: And here so low, it leaves the mud of hell To every common view: come count Montsurry We must consult of this. Stay not, sweet Lord. Be pleased, I'll straight return. Would that would please me. I'll leave you Madam to your passions. I see, there's change of weather in your looks. I cannot cloak it: but; as when a fume, Hot, dry and gross: within the womb of earth Or in her superficies begot: When extreme cold hath struck it to her heart, The more it is compressed, the more it rageth; Exceeds his prison's strength that should contain it, And then it tosseth Temples in the air; All bars made engines, to his insolent fury: So, of a sudden, my licentious fancy Riots within me: not my name and house Nor my religion to this hour observed Can stand above it: I must utter that That will in parting break more strings in me, Than death when life parts: and that holy man That, from my cradle, counselled for my soul: I now must make an agent for my blood. Yet, is my Mistress gracious? Yet unanswered? Pray thee regard thine own good, if not mine, And cheer my Love for that; you do not know What you may be by me, nor what without me; I may have power t'advance and pull down any. That's not my study: one way I am sure You shall not pull down me: my husband's height Is crown to all my hopes: and his retiring To any mean state, shallbe my aspiring: Mine honour's in mine own hands, spite of kings. Honour, what's that? your second maidenhead: And what is that? a word: the word is gone The thing remains: the rose is plucked, the stalk Abides: an easy loss where no lack's found: Believe it there's as small lack in the loss, As there is pain i'th' losing: archers ever Have two strings to a bow: and shall great Cupid (Archer of archers both in men and women) Be worse provided than a common archer? A husband and a friend all wise wives have. Wise wives they are that on such strings depend, With a firm husband, weighing a dissolute friend.
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Ahlas, loue giue her ioy; I am so farre From Enuie of her honour, that I sweare, Had he encounterd me with such proud sleight: I would haue put that proiect face of his To a more test, than did her Dutchesship. Why (by your leaue my Lord) Ile speake it heere, (Although she be my ante) she scarce was modest, When she perceiued the Duke her husband take Those late exceptions to her seruants Courtship To entertaine him. I, and stand him still. Letting her husband giue her seruant place: Though he did manly, she should be a woman. D'Ambois is pardond: wher's a king? where law? See how it runnes, much like a turbulent sea; Heere high, and glorious, as it did contend To wash the heauens, and make the stars more pure: And heere so low, it leaues the mud of hell To euery common view: come count Montsurry We must consult of this. Stay not, sweet Lord. Be pleased, Ile strait returne. Would that would please me. Ile leaue you Madam to your passions. I see, ther's change of weather in your lookes. I cannot cloake it: but; as when a fume, Hot, drie and grosse: within the wombe of earth Or in her superficies begot: When extreame cold hath stroke it to her heart, The more it is comprest, the more it rageth; Exceeds his prisons strength that should containe it, And then it tosseth Temples in the aire; All barres made engines, to his insolent fury: So, of a sudden, my licentious fancy Riots within me: not my name and house Nor my religion to this houre obseru'd Can stand aboue it: I must vtter that That will in parting breake more strings in me, Than death when life parts: and that holy man That, from my cradle, counseld for my soule: I now must make an agent for my bloud. Yet, is my Mistresse gratious? Yet vnanswered? Pray thee regard thine owne good, if not mine, And cheere my Loue for that; you do not know What you may be by me, nor what without me; I may haue power t'aduance and pull downe any. Thats not my study: one way I am sure You shall not pull downe me: my husbands height Is crowne to all my hopes: and his retiring To any meane state, shalbe my aspiring: Mine honour's in mine owne hands, spite of kings. Honour, whats that? your second maidenhead: And what is that? a word: the word is gone The thing remaines: the rose is pluckt, the stalke Abides: an easie losse where no lack's found: Beleeue it ther's as small lacke in the losse, As there is paine ith losing: archers euer Haue two strings to a bow: and shall great Cupid (Archer of archers both in men and women) Be worse prouided than a common archer? A husband and a friend all wise wiues haue. Wise wiues they are that on such strings depend, With a firme husband, weighing a dissolute friend.