Markham, Gervase / Machin, Lewis · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals) tragicomedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Yet the old would be dispatched, it was first paid for. If you be gentlemen do not make me mad. Sir, our suits are of great weight. If you be Christians do not make me an Atheist, I shall profane if you vex me thus. What more vexation? my Lord, my Lord, save your breath for your broth, I am not now at leisure to attend you. A word good Mr. Orator. Not a word I beseech your Lordship, I am for the King's business, you must attend me at my chamber. And every where else, we will not leave you. Now methinks my master is like a horseleech, and these suitors so many sick of the gout, that come to have him suck their blood: O 'tis a mad world. Go to sirrah, you will never leave your crabtree similes; but pity of me who have we hear? O 'tis the Lord Alphonso. Mistress God save: nay your lip I am a stranger; & how doth Mistress coloquintida, O you are an excellent seasoner of city stomachs. Faith my Lord I have done my best to make somebody relish your sweet meats; but hark you my Lord, I have struck the stroke, I have done the deed, there wants nothing but time, place and her consent. Call you that nothing? A trifle, a trifle, upon her, upon her my Lord, she may seem a little rough at the first; but if you stand stiffly to her, she'll fall; a word with you Mr. President. Mistress Prat, I am a soldier, and can better act my love then speak it, my suit you know by your neighbour, my love you shall prove by my merit, to both which my tokens have been petty witnesses and my body shall seal & deliver upon thee such a brave confirmation, that not all the Orators in Sicill shall be able to cancel the deed. Truly my Lord, methinks you being witty should be honest. Nay wench, if I were a fool, there's no question but I would be honest; But to the purpose, say wench, shall I enjoy, shall I possess? To enjoy my love, is not to possess my body. Tut wench, they be words of one signification, and cannot be separated. Nay then I should wrong my husband. 'Sfoot, thou shouldest but do for him as he does for the whole world; why an Orator were a needle name, if it were not to defend wrong: then wench, do as he doth, writ by a precedent. O my Lord, I have a husband, A man whose waking jealousy survives, And like a Lion, sleeps with open eyes; That not a minute of mine hours are free From the intelligence of his secret spies. I am a very toward Danae Thorough whose roof, suspicion will not let, Gold showers have passage, nor can I deceive, His Argus eyes, with any policy: And yet I swear I love you.
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Yet the old would be dispatcht, it was first paid for. If you be gentlemen do not make me mad. Sir, our suits are of great waight. If you be Christians do not make me an Atheist, I shall prophane if you vex me thus. What more vexation? my Lord, my Lord, saue your breath for your broth, I am not now at leasure to attend you. A word good Mr. Orator. Not a word I beseech your Lordship, I am for the Kings businesse, you must attend me at my chamber. And euery where else, wee will not leaue you. Now methinkes my master is like a horse-leech, and these sutors so many sicke of the gout, that come to haue him suck their bloud: O t'is a mad world. Goe to sirra, you will neuer leaue your crabtree similies; but pity of me who haue we heare? O t'is the Lord Alphonso. Mistresse God saue: nay your lip I am a stranger; & how doth Mistresse Colloquintida, O you are an excellent seasoner of city stomackes. Faith my Lord I haue done my best to make somebody relish your sweet meates; but harke you my Lord, I haue strucke the stroak, I haue done the deed, there wants nothing but time, place and her consent. Call you that nothing? A trifle, a trifle, vpon her, vpon her my Lord, she may seeme a little rough at the first; but if you stand stifly to her, shee'le fall; a word with you Mr. President. Mistresse Prat, I am a souldier, and can better act my loue then speake it, my suit you know by your neighbour, my loue you shall proue by my merit, to both which my tokens haue bin petty witnesses and my body shal seale & deliuer vpon thee such a braue confirmatiō, that not all the Orators in Sicill shall bee able to cancell the deede. Truely my Lord, methinkes you being witty should bee honest. Nay wench, if I were a foole, ther's no question but I would be honest; But to the purpose, say wench, shall I enioy, shall I possesse? To enioy my loue, is not to possesse my body. Tut wench, they be words of one signification, and cannot be separated. Nay then I should wrong my husband. S'foot, thou shouldest but do for him as he does for the whole world; why an Orator were a needle name, if it were not to defend wrong: then wench, do as he doth, write by a president. O my Lord, I haue a husband, A man whose waking ielousie suruiues, And like a Lion, sleepes with open eies; That not a minute of mine houres are free From the intelligence of his secret spies. I am a very toward Danae Thorow whose roofe, suspition will not let, Gold showers haue passage, nor can I deceiue, His Argus eies, with any policy: And yet I sweare I loue you.