The Atheist's Tragedy, or The Honest Man's Revenge · chunk 17 of 41
Tourneur, Cyril · published 1611 · first performed or written 1611 [1607-1611] (Annals) tragedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 477 words
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That shows thouart full o'lusty blood and thou knowest not how to use it. Let me see thy hand. Thou shouldst not be shamefaced by thy hand, Fresco. Here's a brawny flesh and a hairy skin: both signs of an able body. I do not like these phlegmatic, smooth-skinned, soft-fleshed fellows. They are like candied Suckets, when they begin to perish; which I would always empty my Closet off, and give'em my chambermaid.— I have some skill in Palmistry: by this line that stands directly against me; thou shouldst be near a good fortune. Fresco, if thou hadst the grace to entertain it. O what is that madam? I pray! No less than the love of a fair Lady, if thou dost not lose her with faint-heartedness. A Lady, madam? alas a Lady is a great thing, I cannot compass her. No? Why? I am a Lady, Am I so great I cannot be compassed? Clasp my waist and try. I could find i'my heart madam. Uds body; my Husband! fainthearted fool! I think thou wert begotten between the North-pole, and the congealed passage. Now like an ambitious Coward that betrays himself with fearful delay: you must suffer for the treason you never committed. Go hide thyself behind yond arras, instantly. Sebastian! What do you here so late? Nothing yet; but I hope I shall.— You're very bold. And you very valiant; for you met me at full Career. You come to ha'me move your father's reconciliation. I'll write a word or two i'your behalf. A word or two, madam? that you do for me, will not be contained in less than the compass of two sheets. But in plain terms, shall we take the opportunity of privateness? What to do? To dance the beginning of the world after the English manner. Why not after the French or Italian? Fie. They dance it preposterously; backward. Are you so active to dance? I can shake my heels. You're well made for't. Measure me from top to toe; you shall not find me differ much from the true standard of proportion. I think I am accursed. Sebastian! There's one at the door has beaten opportunity away from us. In brief, I love thee. And it shall not be long before I give thee a testimony of it. To save thee now from suspicion; do no more but draw thy Rapier; chase thyself; and when he comes in, rush by without taking notice of him. Only seem to be angry, and let me alone for the rest. Now by the hand of Mercurie. What's the matter wife? oh, oh, Husband! Prithee what ail'st thou woman? O feel my pulse. It beats I warrant you. Be patient a little sweet Husband; tarry but till my breath come to me again, and I'll satisfy you. What ails Sebastian, he looks so distractedly?
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That showes th'art full o'lustie bloud and thou knowest not how to vse it. Let mee see thy hand. Thou shouldst not be shamefac'd by thy hand, Fresco. Here's a brawny flesh and a hairy skinne: both signes of an able body. I doe not like these flegmaticke, smooth-skinn'd, soft-flesh'd fellowes. They are like candied Suckets, when they begin to perish; which I would alwayes emptie my Closet off, and giue'em my chamber-maid. —I haue some skill in Palmestry: by this line that stands directly against mee; thou shouldst be neare a good fortune. Fresco, if thou hadst the grace to entertaine it. O what is that Madame? I pray! No lesse then the loue of a faire Lady, if thou doest not lose her with faint-heartednesse. A Lady, Madame? alas a Lady is a great thing, I cannot compasse her. No? Why? I am a Lady, Am I so great I cannot be compassed? Claspe my wast and try. I could finde i'my heart Madame. Vds body; my Husband! Faint-hearted foole! I thinke thou wert begotten betweene the North-pole, and the congeal'd passage. Now like an ambitious Coward that betrayes himselfe with fearefull delay: you must suffer for the treason you neuer committed. Goe hide thy selfe behind yound'arras, instantly. Sebastian! What doe you here so late? Nothing yet; but I hope I shall.— Y'are very bold. And you very valiant; for you met mee at full Cariere. You come to ha'me moue your fathers reconciliation. Ile write a word or two i'your behalfe. A word or two, Madame? that you doe for mee, will not be contain'd in lesse then the compasse of two sheetes. But in plaine termes, shall wee take the opportunitie of priuatenesse? What to doe? To dance the beginning of the world after the English manner. Why not after the French or Italian? Fie. They dance it preposterously; backward. Are you so actiue to dance? I can shake my heeles. Y'are well made for't. Measure me from top to toe; you shall not finde mee differ much from the true standard of proportion. I thinke I am accurs'd. Sebastian! There's one at the doore has beaten opportunitie away from vs. In briefe, I loue thee. And it shall not be long before I giue thee a testimony of it. To saue thee now from suspition; doe no more but draw thy Rapier; chase thy selfe; and when hee comes in, rush by without taking notice of him. Onely seeme to be angry, and let me alone for the rest. Now by the hand of Mrcurie. What's the matter wife? Ooh, Ooh, Husband! Prithee what ail'st thou woman? O feele my pulse. It beates I warrant you. Be patient a little sweet Husband; tarry but till my breath come to me againe, and Ile satisfie you. What ales Sebastian, he lookes so distractedly?