Middleton, Thomas · published 1607 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 514 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Madame his grace will not be absent long. Secret? near doubt us madam? 'twill be worth Three velvet gowns to your Ladyship— known? Few Ladies respect that? disgrace, a poor thin shell, 'tis the best grace you have to do it well, I'll save your hand that labour, i'll unmask you? Why brother, brother. Art thou beguiled now? tut, a Lady can, At such all hid, beguile a wiser man, Have I not fitted the old surfeiter With a quaint piece of beauty, age and bare bone Are ere allied in action; here's an eye, Able to tempt a great-man— to serve God, A pretty hanging lip, that has for got now to dissemble methinks this mouth should make a swearer tremble. A drunkard clasp his teeth, and not undo 'em, To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em. Here's a cheek keeps her colour let the wind go whistle, Spout Rain, we fear thee not, be hot or cold All's one with us; and is not he absurd, Whose fortunes are upon their faces set, That fear no other God but wind and wet. Brother you'ave spoke that right, Is this the form that living shone so bright? The very same, And now methinks I could e'en chide myself, For doting on her beauty, though her death Shall be revenged after no common action; does the silk-worm expend her yellow labours For thee? for thee does she undo herself? Are Lordships sold to maintain Ladyships For the poor benefit of a bewitching minute? Why does yond fellow falsify highways And put his life between the judges lips, To refine such a thing keeps horse and men To beat their valours for her? Surely we're all mad people, and they Whom we think are, are not, we mistake those, 'tis we are mad in sense, they but in clothes. Faith and in clothes too we, give us our due. does every proud and self-affecting Dame Camphire her face for this? and grieve her Maker In sinful baths of milk,— when many an infant starves, For her superfluous outside, all for this? Who now bids twenty pound a night, prepares Music, perfumes, and sweetmeats, all are hushed, Thou mayst lie chaste now! it were fine methinks: To have thee seen at Revels, forgetful feasts, And unclean brothels; sure 'twould fright the sinner And make him a good coward, put a Reveller, Out off his Antic amble And cloy an Epicure with empty dishes? Here might a scornful and ambitious woman, Look through and through herself,— see Ladies, with false forms, You deceive men, but cannot deceive worms. Now to my tragic business, look you brother, I have not fashioned this only— for show And useless property, no, it shall bear a part E'en in it own Revenge. This very skull, Whose Mistress the Duke poisoned, with this drug The mortal curse of the earth; shall be revenged In the like strain, and kiss his lips to death, As much as the dumb thing can, he shall feel: What fails in poison, we'll supply in steel.
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Madame his grace will not be absent long. Secret? nere doubt vs Madame? twill be worth Three veluet gownes to your Ladyship—knowne? Few Ladies respect that? disgrace, a poore thin shell, Tis the best grace you haue to do it well, Ile saue your hand that labour, ile vnmaske you? Why brother, brother. Art thou beguild now? tut, a Lady can, At such all hid, beguile a wiser man, Haue I not fitted the old surfetter With a quaint peice of beauty, age and bare bone Are ere allied in action; here's an eye, Able to tempt a greatman—to serue God, A prety hanging lip, that has for got now to dissemble Me thinkes this mouth should make a swearer tremble. A drunckard claspe his teeth, and not vndo e'm, To suffer wet damnation to run through e'm. Heres a cheeke keepes her colour let the winde go whistle, Spout Raine, we feare thee not, be hot or cold Alls one with vs; and is not he absur'd, Whose fortunes are vpon their faces set, That feare no other God but winde and wet. Brother y'aue spoke that right, Is this the forme that liuing shone so bright? The very same, And now me thinkes I cold e'en chide my selfe, For doating on her beauty, tho her death Shall be reuengd after no common action; Do's the Silke-worme expend her yellow labours For thee? for thee dos she vndoe herselfe? Are Lord-ships sold to maintaine Lady-ships For the poore benefit of a bewitching minute? Why dos yon fellow falsify hie-waies And put his life betweene the Iudges lippes, To refine such a thing keepes horse and men To beate their valours for her? Surely wee're all mad people, and they Whome we thinke are, are not, we mistake those, Tis we are mad in scence, they but in clothes. Faith and in clothes too we, giue vs our due. Dos euery proud and selfe-affecting Dame Camphire her face for this? an dgrieue her Maker In sinfull baths of milke,—when many an infant starues, For her superfluous out-side, all for this? Who now bids twenty pound a night, prepares Musick, perfumes, and sweete-meates, all are husht, Thou maist lie chast now! it were fine me thinkes: To haue thee seene at Reuells, forgetfull feasts, And vncleane Brothells; sure twould fright the sinner And make him a good coward, put a Reueller, Out off his Antick amble And cloye an Epicure with empty dishes? Here might a scornesull and ambitious woman, Looke through and through her selfe,—see Ladies, with false formes, You deceiue men, but cannot deceiue wormes. Now to my tragick businesse, looke you brother, I haue not fashiond this onely—for show And vselesse property, no, it shall beare a part E'en in it owne Reuenge. This very skull, Whose Mistris the Duke poysoned, with this drug The mortall curse of the earth; shall be reuengd In the like straine, and kisse his lippes to death, As much as the dumbe thing can, he shall feele: What fayles in poyson, weele supply in steele.