Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1606 [1605-1606] (Annals) comedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
What's here? Poetic fury, and historic storms! The gentleman, believe it, is of worth, And of our nation. ay, your white-Friers nation? Come, I blush for you, master WOULD-BEE, I; And am ashamed, you should ha' no more forehead, Then, thus, to be the patron, or St. GEORGE To a lewd harlot, a base fricatrice, A female devil, in a male outside. Nay, And you be such a one! I must bid adieu To your delights. The case appears too liquid. ay, you may carry't clear, with your state-face! But, for your carnival concupiscence, Who here is fled for liberty of conscience, From furious persecution of the Marshal, Her will I disciple. This is fine, i'faith! And do you use this, often? is this part Of your wits exercise, 'gainst you have occasion? Madam— Go to, sir. Do you hear me, lady? Why, if your knight have set you to beg shirts, Or to invite me home, you might have done it A nearer way, by far. This cannot work you, Out of my snare. Why? am I in it, then? Indeed, your husband told me, you were fair, And so you are; only your nose inclines (That side, that's next the sun) to the queen-apple. This cannot be endured, by any patience. WHat's the matter, madame? If the Senate Right not my quest, in this; I will protest 'em, To all the world, no aristocracy. What is the injury, lady? Why, the callet, You told me of, here I have ta'en disguised. Who? this? what means your ladyship? the creature I mentioned to you, is apprehended, now, Before the Senate, you shall see her— Where? I'll bring you to her. This young gentleman I saw him land, this morning, at the port. Is't possible! how has my judgement wandered! Sir, I must, blushing, say to you, I have erred: And plead your pardon. What! more changes, yet? I hope, yo' ha' not the malice to remember A gentlewoman's passion. If you stay, In Venice, here, please you to use me, sir— Will you go, madame? Pray you, sir, use me. In faith, The more you see me, the more I shall conceive, You have forgot our quarrel. This is rare! Sir Politique WOULD-BEE? no, sir Politique bawd! To bring me, th●●● acquainted with his wife! Well, wise sir POL: since you have practised, thus, Upon my freshmanship, I'll try your salt-head, What proof it is against a counterplot. WEll, now you know the carriage of the business, Your constancy is all, that is required Unto the safety of it. Is the lie Safely conveyed amongst us? is that sure? Knows every man his burden? Yes. Then, shrink not. But, knows the Advocate the truth? O, sir, By no means. I devised a formal tale, That salved your reputation. But, be valiant, sir. I fear no one, but him; that, this his pleading Should make him stand for a coheir—
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What's here? Poetique fury, and historique stormes! The gentleman, beleeue it, is of worth, And of our nation. I, your white-Friers nation? Come, I blush for you, master WOVLD-BEE, I; And am asham'd, you should ha' no more forehead, Then, thus, to be the patron, or St. GEORGE To a lewd harlot, a base fricatrice, A female deuill, in a male out-side. Nay, And you be such a one! I must bid adieu To your delights. The case appeares too liquide. I, you may carry't cleare, with your state-face! But, for your carniuale concupiscence, Who here is fled for liberty of conscience, From furious persecution of the Marshall, Her will I disc'ple. This is fine, i'faith! And do you vse this, often? is this part Of your wits exercise, 'gainst you haue occasion? Madam— Go to, sir. Do you heare me, lady? Why, if your knight haue set you to begge shirts, Or to inuite me home, you might haue done it A neerer way, by farre. This cannot work you, Out of my snare. Why? am I in it, then? Indeede, your husband told me, you were faire, And so you are; onely your nose enclines (That side, that's next the sunne) to the queene-apple. This cannot be endur'd, by any patience. WHat's the matter, madame? If the Senate Right not my quest, in this; I will protest 'hem, To all the world, no aristocracie. What is the iniurie, lady? Why, the callet, You told me of, here I haue tane disguis'd. Who? this? what meanes your ladiship? the creature I mention'd to you, is apprehended, now, Before the Senate, you shall see her— Where? I'le bring you to her. This yong gentleman I saw him land, this morning, at the port. Is't possible! how has my iudgement wander'd! Sir, I must, blushing, say to you, I haue err'd: And plead your pardon. What! more changes, yet? I hope, yo' ha' not the malice to remember A gentlewomans passion. If you stay, In Venice, here, please you to vse me, sir— Will you go, madame? 'Pray you, sir, vse mee. In faith, The more you see me, the more I shall conceiue, You haue forgot our quarrell. This is rare! Sir POLITIQV WOVLD-BEE? no, sir POLITIQVE bawd! To bring me, th acquainted with his wife! Well, wise sir POL: since you haue practis'd, thus, Vpon my freshman-ship, I'le trie your salt-head, What proofe it is against a counter-plot. WEll, now you know the carriage of the businesse, Your constancy is all, that is requir'd Vnto the safety of it. Is the lie Safely conuai'd amongst vs? is that sure? Knowes euery man his burden? Yes. Then, shrink not. But, knowes the Aduocate the truth? O, sir, By no meanes. I deuis'd a formall tale, That salu'd your reputation. But, be valiant, sir. I feare no one, but him; that, this his pleading Should make him stand for a co-heire—