The Atheist's Tragedy, or The Honest Man's Revenge · chunk 16 of 41
Tourneur, Cyril · published 1611 · first performed or written 1611 [1607-1611] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 477 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T50: sea, honour, general, soldiers, men, ship, fight, soldier, king, vittori.
'tis a fearful noise. 'tis a brave noise. And methinks graces our accomplished project, as a peal of Ordnance does a triumph. It speaks encouragement. Now Nature shows thee how it savoured our performance; to forbear this noise when we set forth, because it should not terrify my brothers going home; which would have dashed our purpose: To forbear this lightning in our passage, lest it should ha' warned him o'the pitfall. Then propitious Nature winked at our proceedings; now it doth express, how that forbearance favoured our success. You have confirmed me. For it follows well; That Nature (since herself decay doth hate) Should favour those that strengthen their estate. Our next endeavour is; since on the false report that Charlemont is dead, depends the fabric of the work; to credit that with all the countenance we can. Faith Sir, even let his own inheritance, whereof you'ave dispossessed him, countenance the act. Spare so much out of that, to give him a solemnity of funeral. 'twill quit the cost; and make your apprehension of his death appear more confident and true. I'll take thy counsel. Now farewell black night; Thou beauteous Mistress of a murderer: To honour thee, that hast accomplished all; I'll wear thy colours at his funeral. thouart welcome into my chamber; Fresco. Prithee shut the door.— Nay thou mistakest me. Come in and shut it. 'tis somewhat late madam. No matter. I have somewhat to say to thee. What? is not thy mistress towards a husband yet? Faith madam, she has suitors. But they will not suit her methinks. They will not come off lustily it seems. They will not come on lustily, thou wouldst say. I mean (madam) they are not rich enough. But I (Fresco) they are not bold enough. Thy Mistress is of a lively attractive blood Fresco. And in troth she's o'my mind for that. A poor spirit is poorer than a poor purse. Give me a fellow that brings not only temptation with him, but has the activity of wit, and audacity of spirit to apply every word and gesture of a woman's speech and behaviour to his own desire; and make her believe she's the suitor herself. Never give back till he has made her yield to' it. Indeed among our equals madam; but otherwise we shall be put horribly out o'countenance. Thou art deceived, Fresco. ladies are as courteous as Yeomens wives, and methinks they should be more gentle. Hot diet and soft ease makes 'em (like wax always kept warm) more easy to take impression.— Prithee untie my shoe.— What? art thou shamefaced too? Go roundly to work man. My leg is not gouty: 'twill endure the feeling I warrant thee Come hither Fresco; thine ear.— 'sdainty; I mistook the place. I missed thine ear and hit thy lip. Your Ladyship has made me blush.
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T'is a fearefull noyse. T'is a braue noyse. And mee thinkes graces our accomplishid proiect, as a peale of Ordnance does a triumph. It speakes encouragement. Now Nature showes thee how it sauour'd our performance; to forbeare this noyse when wee set forth, because it should not terrifie my brothers going home; which would haue dash'd our purpose: To forbeare this lightning in our passage, least it should ha'warn'd him o'the pitfall. Then propitious Nature winck'd at our proceedings; now it doth expresse, how that forbearance fauour'd our successe. You haue confirm'd mee. For it followes well; That Nature (since her selfe decay doth hate) Should fauour those that strengthen their estate. Our next endeauour is; since on the false report that Charlemont is dead, depends the fabrique of the worke; to credit that with all the countenance wee can. Faith Sir, euen let his owne inheritance, whereof y'aue dispossess'd him, countenance the act. Spare so much out of that, to giue him a solempnitie of funerall. T'will quit the cost; and make your apprehension of his death appeare more confident and true. Ile take thy counsell. Now farewell blacke night; Thou beauteous Mistresse of a murderer: To honour thee, that hast accomplish'd all; Ile weare thy colours at his funerall. Th'art welcome into my chamber; Fresco. Prithee shut the dore.—Nay thou mistakest me. Come in and shut it. T'is somewhat late Madame. No matter. I haue somewhat to say to thee. What? is not thy mistresse towards a husband yet? Faith Madame, shee has suitors. But they will not suite her me thinkes. They will not come off lustily it seemes. They will not come on lustily, thou wouldst say. I meane (Madame) they are not rich enough. But I (Fresco) they are not bold enough. Thy Mistresse is of a liuely attractiue bloud Fr sco. And in troth shee's o'my minde for that. A poore spirit is poorer then a poore purse. Give me a fellow that brings not onely temptation with him, but has the actiuitie of wit, and audacitie of spirit to apply euery word and gesture of a womans speech and behauiour to his owne desire; and make her beleeue shee's the suitor her selfe. Neuer giue backe till he has made her yeeld to 'it. Indeede among our equals Madame; but otherwise we shall be put horribly out o'countenance. Thou art deceiu'd, Fresco. Ladyes are as couteous as Yeomens wiue, and me thinkes they should be more gentle. Hot diet and soft ease makes em (like waxe alwaies kept warme) more easie to take impression.—Prithee vntie my shooe. —What? art thou shamefac'd too? Goe roundly to worke man. My legge is not goutie: t'will endure the feeling I warrant thee Come hither Fresco; thine eare.—S'daintie; I mistooke the place. I miss'd thine eare and hit thy lip. Your Ladship has made me blush.