Chapman, George · published 1611 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
I am resolved my love; and yet alas, So much affection to my father's will Consorts the true desires I bear to you, That I would have no spark of our love seen, Till his consent be asked, and so your fathers. So runs the mutual current of my wish, And with such stayed and circumspect respects, We may so serve and govern our desires, That till fit observation of our fathers, Prefer the motion to them; we may love Without their knowledge and the skill of any, Save only of my true friend Lodowick. I wonder where he is. Not far I know, For in some place, he watcheth to prevent The feared danger of your father's presence. SOunds stay for the love of your honour sir. A plague of all disguises Angelo. What reason have you to curse them? has not one of them kept you safe from the shame of the world, as much as a poor disguise might do; but when your ridiculous fears will cast it off, even while it is on, so running through the streets, that they rise all in an uproar after you; alas what is the poor disguise to blame sir? Well then fortune is to blame, or some thing; come as thou didst help to daub me, help to cleanse me, I prithee. Let alone a while sir for God's sake, I'll go see whether the Captain be gone from home or no. Out upon that course Angelo; I am frighted out of it, come enter my house, enter. What, will you enter your house sir afore you know who is in it: keep yourself close, and let me first enter and discover. I know there is nobody. You cannot know it sir, I heard even now that divers of the Senate were determined to come and sit in Counsel there. A tale, a very tale Angelo, enter for the love of heaven, enter and unsmother me. What shall I do? my poor Master is bewrayed, O that same faithless Lodowick, that could drown the swaggering Captain no better in his drunkenness; alas how should I salve this? How now? whom do I see? my daughter and a younker together? passion of death, hell and damnation, what lecherous Capricorn reigns this unhappy day? old and young in a predicament? O fie of filthy sin and concupiscence, I will conceal my rage a while that it may break forth in fury; I'll shift me presently Angelo, and go fetch the Provost. O unspeakable madness, will you for ever dishonour your daughter, and in her yourself sir? Talk not to me, out upon this abominable concupiscence, the pride of the flesh, this witchcraft of the Devil: talk not to me, justice cries out an't in the streets, and I will see it punished, come good Angelo to help to shift me. I'll follow you Sir instantly; Master, Master. Angelo? what news? Miserable Master, cast down your ladder, and come down instantly.
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I am resolu'd my loue; and yet alas, So much affection to my fathers will Consorts the true desires I beare to you, That I would haue no sparke of our loue seene, Till his consent be ask'd, and so your fathers. So runnes the mutuall current of my wish, And with such staid and circumspect respects, We may so serue and gouerne our desires, That till fit obseruation of our fathers, Preferre the motion to them; we may loue Without their knowledge and the skill of any, Saue only of my true friend Lodowicke. I wonder where he is. Not farre I know, For in some place, he watcheth to preuent The feared danger of your fathers presence. SOunds stay for the loue of your honour sir. A plague of all disguises Angelo. What reason haue you to curse them? has not one of them kept you safe from the shame of the world, as much as a poore disguise might doe; but when your ridiculous feares will cast it off, euen while it is on, so running through the streets, that they rise all in an vprore after you▪ alas what is the poore disguise to blame sir? Well then fortune is to blame, or some thing; come as thou didst helpe to dawbe me, helpe to cleanse me, I prethee. Let alone a while sir for Gods sake, Ile goe see whether the Captaine be gone from home or no. Out vpon that course Angelo; I am frighted out of it, come enter my house, enter. What, will you enter your house sir afore you know who is in it: keepe your selfe close, and let me first enter and discouer. I know there is no body. You cannot know it sir, I heard euen now that diuers of the Senate were determin'd to come and sit in Counsell there. A tale, a very tale Angelo, enter for the loue of heauen, enter and vnsmother me. What shall I doe? my poore Master is berai'd, O that same faithlesse Lodowicke, that could drowne the swaggering Captaine no better in his drunkennesse; alas how should I salue this? How now? whom doe I see? my daughter and a yonker together? passion of death, hell and damnation, what lecherous capricorne raignes this vnhappy day? old and yong in a predicament? O fie of filthy sinne and concupiscence, I will conceale my rage a while that it may breake forth in fury; Ile shift me presently Angelo, and goe fetch the Prouost. O vnspeakable madnesse, will you for euer dishonour your daughter, and in her your selfe sir? Talke not to me, out vpon this abhominable concupiscence, the pride of the flesh, this witchcraft of the Diuell: talke not to me, iustice cries out an't in the streets, and I will see it punish't, come good Angelo to helpe to shift me. Ile follow you Sir instantly; Master, Master. Angelo? what newes? Miserable Master, cast downe your ladder, and come downe instantly.