Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Marry but I would I hope, I know you would too, If youd that blood now which you gave your daughter, To her indeed 'tis, this wheel comes about, That man that must be all this, perhaps ere morning (For his white father does but mould away) Has long desired your daughter. Desired? Nay but he are me, He desires now that will command hereafter, Therefore be wise, I speak as more a friend To you then him; Madam, I know you're poor, And lack the day, there are too many poor Ladies already Why should you vex the number? 'tis despised, Live wealthy, rightly understand the world, And chide away that foolish— Country girl Keeps company with your daughter, chastity, Oh fie, fie, the riches of the world cannot hire a mother to such a most unnatural task. No, but a thousand Angels can, Men have no power, Angels must work you to't, The world descends into such base-born evils That forty Angels can make fourscore devils, There will be fools still I perceive, still fool. Would I be poor dejected, scorned of greatness, Swept from the Palace, and see other daughters Spring with the dew ath Court, having mine own So much desired and loved— by the Duke's son, No, I would raise my state upon her breast And call her eyes my Tenants, I would count My yearly maintenance upon her cheeks: Take Coach upon her lip, and all, her parts Should keep men after men, and I would ride, In pleasure upon pleasure: You took great pains for her, once when it was, Let her requite it now, though it be but some You brought her forth, she may well bring you home, O heavens! this overcomes me? Not I hope, already? It is too strong for me, men know that know us, We are so weak their words can overthrow us, He touched me nearly made my virtues bate When his tongue struck upon my poor estate. I e'en quake to proceed, my spirit turns edge? I fear me she's unmothered, yet i'll venture, That woman is all male, whom none can Enter? What think you now Lady, speak are you wiser? What said advancement to you: thus it said! The daughters fall lifts up the mother's head: Did it not madam? but i'll swear it does In many places, tut, this age fears no man, 'tis no shame to be bad, because 'tis common. I that's the comfort on't. The comfort on't! I keep the best for last, can these persuade you To forget heaven— and— I these are they? Oh! That enchant our sex, These are the means that govern our affections,— that woman Will not be troubled with the mother long, That sees the comfortable shine of you, I blush to think what for your sakes I'll do! O suffering heaven with thy invisible finger, e'en at this Instant turn the precious side Of both mine eyeballs inward, not to see myself, Look you sir. Holla. Let this thank your pains.
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Marry but I would I hope, I know you would too, If youd that bloud now which you gaue your daughter, To her indeed tis, this wheele comes about, That man that must be all this, perhaps ere morning (For his white father do's but moulde away) Has long desirde your daughter. Desirde? Nay but he are me, He desirs now that will command hereafter, There fore be wise, I speake as more a friend To you then him; Madam, I know y'are poore, And lack the day, there are too many poore Ladies already Why should you vex the number? tis despisd, Liue wealthy, rightly vnderstand the world, And chide away that foolish—Country girle Keepes company with your daughter, chastity, Oh fie, fie, the riches of the world cannot hire a mother to such a most vnnaturall taske. No, but a thousand Angells can, Men haue no power, Angells must worke you too't, The world descends into such base-borne euills That forty Angells can make fourescore diuills, There will be fooles still I perceiue, still foole. Would I be poore deiected, scornd of greatnesse, Swept from the Pallace, and see other daughters Spring with the dewe ath Court, hauing mine owne So much desir'd and lou'd—by the Dukes sonne, No, I would raise my state vpon her brest And call her eyes my Tennants, I would count My yearely maintenance vpon her cheekes: Take Coach vpon her lip, and all, her partes Should keepe men after men, and I would ride, In pleasure vpon pleasure: You tooke great paines for her, once when it was, Let her requite it now, tho it be but some You brought her forth, she may well bring you home, O heauens! this ouer-comes me? Not I hope, already? It is too strong for me, men know that know vs, We are so weake their words can ouerthrow vs, He toucht me neerely made my vertues bate When his tongue struck vpon my poore estate. Ie'en quake to proceede, my spirit turnes edge? I feare me she's vnmotherd, yet ile venture, That woman is all male, whome none can Enter? What thinke you now Lady, speake are you wiser? What sayd aduancement to you: thus it sayd! The daughters fl lifts vp the mothers head: Did it not Madame? but ile sweare it does In many places, tut, this age feares no man, Tis no shame to be bad, because tis common. I that's the comfort on't. The comfort on't! I keepe the best for last, can these perswade you To forget heauen—and— I these are they? Oh! That enchant our sexe, These are the means that gouerne our affections,—that woman Will not be troubled with the mother long, That sees the comfortable shine of you, I blush to thinke what for your sakes Ile do! O suffring heauen with thy inuisible finger, Ene at this Instant turne the pretious side Of both mine eye-balls inward, not to see my selfe, Looke you sir. Holla. Let this thanke your paines.