Chapman, George · published 1611 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Here's a life indeed; what's he gone? passion of death, what a babe 'tis? I could find in my heart to jerk him, but temper me friendship, no remedy now; now wit turn his defects to perfection. Why coz he's quite out of sight. By my life I commend him; why this is done like thyself Aurelia, were she the Queen of love and would run from thee, fly thou from her; why now I love thee, for I see thouart worthy of my love, thou carriest a respect to thine own worth, and wilt express it with spirit; I dare say, thou look'st to have had him fall on his knees, and adored thee, or beg his life at thy hands: or else turned Queen Dido, and pierce his tender heart with sword full sharp; no faith wench, the case is altered, love made Hercules spin, but it made him rage after: there must go time to the bridling of every passion; I hope my friend will not love a wench against her will, if she would have met his kindness half way, so: if she skit and recoil, he shoots her off warily, and away he goes: I marry Sir, this was a Gentlemanly part indeed. Farewell coz, be thou free in thy choice too, and take a better and thou canst a God's name. Nay dear coz, a word. A word? what's the matter? I must needs after him, and clap him ath' back, this spirit must be cherished. Alas what would you wish me to do? Why, nothing. Would you counsel me to marry him against my father's will? Not for the world, leave him, leave him, leave him: you see he's resolved, he'll take no harm an you, never fear to imbrue your hands with his liver I warrant you. Come you are such another. This same riches with a husband, is the only thing in the world, I protest; good Gasparo, I am sorry I have abused thee i'faith, for my cousin's sake; how prettily the wretch came crawling by with his crooked knees even now: I have seen a young Gentlewoman, live as merry a life with an old man, as with the proudest young upstart on'em all: farewell coz, I am glad thouart so wise i'faith. If you go, I die: fie on this affection, it rageth with suppression. Good coz, I am no longer able to continue it, I love, Aurelio better than it is possible for him to love me. Away, away, and could not this have been done at first, without all these superfluous disgracings? O this same unhearty niceness of women, is good for nothing but to keep their housewife hands still occupied in this warp of dissembling. Well wench redeem thy fault, and write a kind letter to him presently, before this resolution of his take too deept root in him. Nay sweet coz, make me not so immodest, to write so suddenly, let me have a little time to think upon't.
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Here's a life indeede; what's he gone? passion of death, what a babe 'tis? I could finde in my heart to ierke him, but temper me friendship, no remedy now; now wit turne his defects to perfection. Why Cuze hee's quite out of sight. By my life I commend him; why this is done like thy selfe Aurelia, were shee the Queene of loue and woude runne from thee, flie thou from her; why now I loue thee, for I see th'art worthy of my loue, thou carriest a respect to thine owne worth, and wilt expresse it with spirit; I dare say, thou look'st to haue had him fall on his knees, and ador'd thee, or begge his life at thy hands: or ele turn'd Queene Dido, and pierce his tender heart with sword full sharpe; no faith wench, the case is altered, loue made Hercules spin, but it made him rage after: there must goe time to the bridling of euery passion; I hope my friend will not loue a wench against her will, if shee woude haue met his kindnesse halfe way, so: if shee skit and recoile, he shootes her off warily, and away he goes: I marry Sir, this was a Gentlemanly part indeede. Farewell Cuze, be thou free in thy choice too, and take a better and thou canst a Gods name. Nay deere Cuze, a word. A word? what's the matter? I must needs after him, and clap him ath'backe, this spirit must be cherisht. Alas what would you wish me to doe? Why, nothing. Would you counsaile me to marry him against my fathers will? Not for the world, leaue him, leaue him, leaue him: you see hee's resolu'd, hee'll take no harme an you, neuer feare to embrew your hands with his liuer I warrant you. Come you are such an other. This same riches with a husband, is the only thing in the world, I protest; good Gasparo, I am sorry I haue abused thee yfaith, for my Cozens sake; how prettily the wretch came crawling by with his crooked knees euen now: I haue seene a yong Gentlewoman, liue as merry a life with an old man, as with the proudest yong vpstart on'em all: farewell Cuze, I am glad th'art so wise yfaith. If you goe, I die: fie on this affection, it rageth with suppression. Good Cuze, I am no longer able to continue it, I loue, Aurelio better then it is possible for him to loue me. Away, away, and could not this haue beene done at first, without all these superfluous disgracings? O this same vnhearty nicenesse of women, is good for nothing but to keepe their huswife hands still occupied in this warp of dissembling. Wel wench redeeme thy fault, and write a kinde letter to him presently, before this resolution of his take too deept roote in him. Nay sweet Cuze, make me not so immodest, to write so sodainly, let me haue a little time to thinke vpon't.