The Atheist's Tragedy, or The Honest Man's Revenge · chunk 6 of 41
Tourneur, Cyril · published 1611 · first performed or written 1611 [1607-1611] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 507 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
'thas left the passage of our practice free. This Castabella is a wealthy heir, And by her marriage with my elder Son; My house is honoured, and my state increased. This work alone deserves my industry: But if it prosper, thou shalt see my brain Make this but an induction to a point So full of profitable policy; That it would make the soul of honesty Ambitious to turn villain. I bespeak Employment in't. I'll be an instrument To grace performance with dexterity. Thou shalt. No man shall rob thee of the honour. Go presently and buy a crimson Scarf, Like Charlemont's. Prepare thee a disguise, i'th' habit of a Soldier, hurt and lame; And then be ready at the wedding feast, Where thou shalt have employment in a work Will please thy disposition. As I vowed; Your instrument shall make your project proud. This marriage will bring wealth. If that succeed, I will increase it though my Brother bleed. Nay good Sir; in troth if you knew how little it pleases me, you would forbear it. I will not leave thee, till thoust entertained me for thy servant. My servant? You are sick you say. You would tax me of indiscretion to entertain one that is not able to do me service. The service of a Gentlewoman consists most in chamber work, and sick men are fittest for the chamber. I prithee give me a favour. methinks you have a very sweet favour of you own. I lack but your black eye. If you go to buffets among the Boys, they'll give you one. Nay if you grow bitter, I'll dispraise your black eye. The grey eyed Morning makes the fairest day. Now that you dissemble not, I could be willing to give you a favour. What favour would you have? Any toy: any light thing. Fie. Will you be so uncivil to ask a light thing at a Gentlewoman's hand? Wilt give me a bracelet o'thy hair then? Do you want hair Sir? No faith I'll want no hair, so long as I can have it for money. What would you do with my hair then? Wear it for thy sake sweet heart. Do you think I love to have my hair worn off? Come you are so witty now, and so sensible. Tush. I would I wanted one o'my senses now. Bitter again? What's that? Smelling? No, no, no. Why now you're satisfied I hope. I have given you a favour. What favour? a kiss? I prithee give me another. Show me that I gave you then. How should I show it? You are unworthy of a favour if you will not bestow the keeping of it one minute. Well in plain terms, dost love me? That's the purpose of my coming. Love you? Yes Very well. Give me thy hand upon't. Nay, you mistake me. If I love you very well, I must not love you now. For now you are not very well, you're sick. This Equivocation is for the jest now.
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T'has left the passage of our practise free. This Castabella is a wealthy heire, And by her marriage with my elder Sonne; My house is honour'd, and my state increas'd. This worke alone deserues my industry: But if it prosper, thou shalt see my braine Make this but an induction to a point So full of profitable policie; That it would make the soule of honestie Ambitious to turne villaine. I bespeake Employment in't. I'le be an instrument To grace performance with dexteritie. Thou shalt. No man shall rob thee of the honour. Goe presently and buy a crimson Scarfe, Like Charlemonts. Prepare thee a disguise, I'th'habite of a Souldiour, hurt and lame; And then be ready at the wedding feast, Where thou shalt haue imployment in a worke Will please thy disposition. As I vow'd; Your instrument shall make your proiect proud. This marriage will bring wealth. If that succeede, I will increase it though my Brother bleed. Nay good Sir; in troth if you knew how little it pleases mee, you would forbeare it. I will not leaue thee, till th'ast entertain'd mee for thy seruant. My seruant? You are sicke you say. You would taxe mee of indiscretion to entertaine one that is not able to doe me seruice. The seruice of a Gentlewoman consists most in chamber worke, and sicke men are fittest for the chamber. I prthee giue me a fauour. Mee thinkes you haue a very sweet fauour of you owne. I lacke but your blacke eye. If you goe to buffets among the Boyes, they'l giue you one. Nay if you grow bitter, Ile dispraise your blacke eye. The gray eie'd Morning makes the fairest day. Now that you dissemble not, I could be willing to giue you a fauour. What fauour would you haue? Any toy: any light thing. Fie. Will you be so vnciuill to aske a light thing at a Gentlewomans hand? Wilt giue mee a bracelet o'thy haire then? Doe you want haire Sir? No faith Ile want no haire, so long as I can haue it for mony. What would you doe with my haire then? Weare it for thy sake sweet hart. Doe you thinke I loue to haue my haire worne off? Come you are so witty now, and so sensible. Tush. I would I wanted one o'my sences now. Bitter againe? What's that? Smelling? No, no, no. Why now y'are satisfied I hope. I haue giuen you a fauour. What fauour? a kisse? I prithee giue mee another. Shew mee that I gaue you then. How should I shew it? You are vnworthie of a fauour if you will not bestow the keeping of it one minute. Well in plaine termes, doest loue mee? That's the purpose of my comming. Loue you? Yes Very well. Giue mee thy hand vpon't. Nay, you mistake mee. If I loue you very well, I must not loue you now. For now your are not very well, y'are sicke. This Equiuocation is for the iest now.