Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.81 · 470 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Attend me, I am past my depth in lust And I must swim or drown, all my desires Are leveled at a Virgin not far from Court, To whom I have conveyed by Messenger Many waxed Lines, full of my neatest spirit, And jewels that were able to ravish her Without the help of man; all which and more She foolish chaste sent back, the messengers, Receiving frowns for answers. Possible! 'tis a rare Phoenix who ere she be, If your desires be such, she so repugnant, In troth my Lord i'd be revenged and marry her. Push; the dowry of her blood & of her fortunes, Are both too mean,— good enough to be bad withal I'm one of that number can defend Marriage is good: yet rather keep a friend, Give me my bed by stealth— there's true delight What breeds a loathing in't, but night by night. A very fine religion? Therefore thus, He trust thee in the business of my heart Because I see thee well experienced In this Luxurious day wherein we breath, Go thou, and with a smooth enchanting tongue Bewitch her ears, and Cousin her of all Grace Enter upon the portion of her soul, Her honour, which she calls her chastity And bring it into expense, for honesty Is like a stock of money laid to sleep, Which near so little broke, does never keep: You have gint the Tang i'faith my Lord Make known the Lady to me, and my brain, Shall swell with strange Invention: I will move it Till I expire with speaking, and drop down Without a word to save me;— but I'll work— We thank thee, and will raise thee:— receive her name, it is the only daughter, to madam Gratiana the late widow Oh, my sister, my sister?— Why dost walk aside? My Lord, I was thinking how I might begin As thus, oh Lady— or twenty hundred devices, Her very bodkin will put a man in. ay, or the wagging of her hair. No, that shall put you in my Lord. Shalt? why content, dost know the daughter then? O exc'llent well by sight. That was her brother That did prefer thee to us. My Lord I think so, I knew I had seen him somewhere— And therefore prithee let thy heart to him, Be as a Virgin, close. Oh me good Lord. We may laugh at that simple age within him; Ha, ha, ha. Himself being made the subtle instrument, To wind up a good fellow. That's I my Lord. That's thou. To entice and work his sister. A pure novice? 'twas finely managed. Gallantly carried; A pretty-perfumed villain. I've bethought me If she prove chaste still and immovable, Venture upon the Mother, and with gifts As I will furnish thee, begin with her.
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Attend me, I am past my depht in lust And I must swim or drowne, all my desires Are leueld at a Virgin not far from Court, To whom I haue conuayde by Messenger Many waxt Lines, full of my neatest spirit, And iewells that were able to auish her Without the helpe of man; all which and more Shee foolish chast sent back, the messengers, Receiuing frownes for answeres. Possible! Tis a rare Phaenix who ere she bee, If your desires be such, she so repugnant, In troth my Lord ide be reuengde and marry her. Push; the doury of her bloud & of her fortunes, Are both too meane,—good ynough to be bad withal Ime one of that number can defend Marriage is good: yet rather keepe a friend, Giue me my bed by stealth—theres true delight What breeds a loathing in't, but night by night. A very fine relligion? Therefore thus, He trust thee in the businesse of my heart Because I see thee wel experienc'st In this Luxurious day wherein we breath, Go thou, and with a smooth enchaunting tongue Bewitch her eares, and Couzen her of all Grace Enter vpon the portion of her soule, Her honor, which she calls her chastity And bring it into expence, for honesty Is like a stock of money layd to sleepe, Which nere so little broke, do's neuer keep: You haue gint the Tang yfaith my Lord Make knowne the Lady to me, and my braine, Shall swell with strange Inuention: I will moue it Till I expire with speaking, and drop downe Without a word to saue me;—but ile worke— We thanke thee, and will raise thee:—receiue her name, it is the only daughter, to Madame Gratiana the late widdow Oh, my sister, my sister?— Why dost walke aside? My Lord, I was thinking how I might begin As thus, oh Ladie—or twenty hundred deuices, Her very bodkin will put a man in. I, or the wagging of her haire. No, that shall put you in my Lord. Shal't? why content, dost know the daughter then? O exlent well by sight. That was her brother That did prefer thee to vs. My Lord I thinke so, I knew I had seene him some where— And therefore pree-thee let thy heart to him, Be as a Virgin, closse. Oh me good Lord. We may laugh at that simple age within him; Ha, ha, ha. Himselfe being made the subtill instrument, To winde vp a good fellow. That's I my Lord. That's thou. To entice and worke his sister. A pure nouice? T'was finely manag'd. Gallantly carried; A prety-perfumde villaine. I'ue bethought me If she prooue chast still and immoueable, Venture vpon the Mother, and with giftes As I will furnish thee, begin with her.