Chapman, George · published 1612 · first performed or written 1604 [1604-1605] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Your Honour shall do well to have him poisoned. Or begged of your cozen the Viceroy. This braving wooer, hath the success expected; The favour I obtained, made me witness to the sport; And let his Confidence be sure, I'll give it him home. The news by this, is blown through the four quarters of the City. Alas good Confidence: but the happiness is he has a forehead of proof; the stain shall never stick there whatsoever his reproach be. WHat? in discourse? Hell and the Furies take this vile encounter. Who would imagine this Saturnian Peacock Could be so barbarous to use a spirit Of my direction, with such loved respect? Fore heaven it cuts my gall; but I'll dissemble it. What? my noble Lord? Well Sir, that may be yet, and means to be. What means your Lordship then to hang that head that hath been so erected; it knocks Sir at your bosom to come in and hide itself. Not a jot. I hope by this time it needs fear no horns. Well Sir, but yet that blessing runs not always in a blood. What blanketed? O the Gods! spurned out by Grooms like a base Bisogno? thrust out byth' head and shoulders? You do well Sir to take your pleasure of me, (I may turn tables with you ere long.) What has thy wits fine engine taken cold? art stuffed inh head? canst answer nothing? Truth is, I took my entertainment the better that 'twas no better. Now the Gods forbid that this opinion should run in a blood. Have not you heard this principle, All things by strife engender. dogs and Cats do. And men and women too. Well Brother, in earnest, you have now set your confidence to school, from whence I hope 't has brought home such a lesson as will instruct his master never after to begin such attempts as end in laughter. What Sir, you lesson my Confidence still; I pray heavens your confidence have not more shallow ground (for that I know) than mine you reprehend so. My confidence? in what? May be you trust too much. Wherein? In human frailty. Why brother know you aught that may impeach my confidence, as this success may yours? hath your observation discovered any such frailty in my wife (for that is your aim I know) then let me know it. Good, good. Nay Brother, I write no books of Observations, let your confidence bear out itself, as mine shall me. That's scarce a Brother's speech. If there be aught wherein your Brother's good might any way be questioned can you conceal it from his bosom? So, so. Nay my saying was but general. I glanced at no particular. Then must I press you further. You spoke (as to yourself, but yet I overheard) as if you knew some disposition of weakness where I most had fixed my trust. I challenge you to let me know what 'twas.
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Your Honour shall doe well to haue him poison'd. Or begg'd of your Cosen the Viceroy. This brauing wooer, hath the successe expected; The fauour I obtain'd, made me witnesse to the sport; And let his Confidence bee sure, Ile giue it him home. The newes by this, is blowne through the foure quarters of the Cittie. Alas good Confidence: but the happinesse is he has a forehead of proofe; the staine shall neuer stick there whatsoeuer his reproch be. WHat? in discourse? Hell and the Furies take this vile encounter. Who would imagine this Saturnian Peacock Could be so barbarous to vse a spirit Of my direction, with such loued respect? Fore heauen it cuts my gall; but Ile dissemble it. What? my noble Lord? Well Sir, that may be yet, and meanes to be. What meanes your Lordship then to hang that head that hath beene so erected; it knocks Sir at your bosome to come in and hide it selfe. Not a iot. I hope by this time it needes feare no hornes. Well Sir, but yet that blessing runs not alwaies in a bloud. What blanqueted? O the Gods! spurn'd out by Groomes like a base Bisogno? thrust out by'th head and shoulders? You doe well Sir to take your pleasure of me, (I may turne tables with you ere long.) What has thy wits fine engine taken cold? art stuff't inth head? canst answere nothing? Truth is, I tooke my entertainment the better that 'twas no better. Now the Gods forbid that this opinion should run in a bloud. Haue not you heard this principle, All thinges by strife engender. Dogges and Cats doe. And men and women too. Well Brother, in earnest, you haue now set your confidence to schoole, from whence I hope 't has brought home such a lesson as will instruct his master neuer after to begin such attempts as end in laughter. What Sir, you lesson my Confidence still; I pray heauens your confidence haue not more shallow ground (for that I know) then mine you reprehend so. My confidence? in what? May be you trust too much. Wherein? In humane frailtie. Why brother know you ought that may impeach my confidence, as this successe may yours? hath your obseruation discouered any such frailtie in my wife (for that is your aime I know) then let me know it. Good, good. Nay Brother, I write no bookes of Obseruations, let your confidence beare out it selfe, as mine shall me. That's scarce a Brothers speech. If there be ought wherein your Brothers good might any way be question'd can you conceale it from his bosome? So, so. Nay my saying was but generall. I glanc't at no particular. Then must I presse you further. You spake (as to your selfe, but yet I ouer-heard) as if you knew some disposition of weaknesse where I most had fixt my trust. I challenge you to let me know what t'was.