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 · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Have you met with your capricious brother? He parted hence but now. And has he yet resolved you of that point you broke with me about? Yes, he bids me die for further trial of her constancy. That were a strange Physic for a jealous patient; to cure his thirst with a draft of poison. Faith Sir, discharge your thoughts an't; think 'twas but a Buzz devised by him to set your brains awork, and divert your eye from his disgrace. The world hath written your wife in highest lines of honoured Fame: her virtues so admired in this I'll, as the report thereof sounds in foreign ears; and strangers oft arriving here, (as some rare sight) desire to view her presence, thereby to compare the Picture with the original. Nor think he can turn so far rebel to his blood, Or to the Truth itself to misconceive Her spotless love and loyalty; perhaps Oft having heard you hold her faith so sacred As you being dead, no man might stir a spark Of virtuous love, in way of second bonds; As if you at your death should carry with you Both branch and root of all affection. 'tmay be, in that point he's an Infidel, And thinks your confidence may overween. So think not I. Nor I: if ever any made it good. I am resolved of all, she'll prove no changeling. Well, I must yet be further satisfied; And vent this humour by some strain of wit, Somewhat I'll do; but what, I know not yet. PAssion of Virginity, Ianthe, how shall we quit ourselves of this panderess, that is so importunate to speak with us? Is she known to be a panderess? ay, as well as we are known to be waiting women. A shrew take your comparison. Let's call out Argus that bold Ass that never weighs what he does or says; but walks and talks like one in a sleep; to relate her attendance to my Lady, and present her. Who? an't please your Honour? None so fit to set on any dangerous exploit. Ho? Argus? WHat's the matter Wenches? You must tell my Lady here's a Gentlewoman called Arsace, her honour's Tenant, attends her, to impart important business to her. I will presently. Well, she has a welcome present, to bear out her unwelcome presence: and I never knew but a good gift would welcome a bad person to the purest. Arsace? I Mistress. Give me your Present; I'll do all I can, to make way both for it and yourself. You shall bind me to your service Lady. Stand unseen. HEre's a Gentlewoman (an't Please your Honour) one of your Tenants Desires access to you. What Tenant? what's her name? Arsace, she says Madam. Arsace? what the Bawd? The Bawd Madam? she strikes, that's without my privity. Out Ass, know'st not thou the panderess Arsace?
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Haue you met with your capricious brother? He parted hence but now. And has he yet resolu'd you of that point you brake with me about? Yes, he bids me die for further triall of her constancie. That were a strange Phisicke for a iealous patient; to cure his thirst with a draught of poison. Faith Sir, discharge your thoughts an't; thinke 'twas but a Buzz deuis'd by him to set your braines a work, and diuert your eie from his disgrace. The world hath written your wife in highest lines of honour'd Fame: her vertues so admir'd in this Ile, as the report thereof sounds in forraigne eares; and strangers oft arriuing here, (as some rare sight) desire to view her presence, thereby to compare the Picture with the originall. Nor thinke he can turne so farre rebell to his bloud▪ Or to the Truth it selfe to misconceiue Her spotlesse loue and loialtie; perhaps Oft hauing heard you hold her faith so sacred As you being dead, no man might stirre a sparke Of vertuous loue, in way of second bonds; As if you at your death should carrie with you Both branch and roote of all affection. T'may be, in that point hee's an Infidell, And thinkes your confidence may ouer-weene. So thinke not I. Nor I: if euer any made it good. I am resolu'd of all, sheele proue no changling. Well, I must yet be further satisfied; And vent this humour by some straine of wit, Somewhat Ile doe; but what, I know not yet. PAssion of Virginitie, Ianthe, how shall we quit our selues of this Pandresse, that is so importunate to speake with vs? Is shee knowne to be a Pandresse? I, as well as we are knowne to be waiting women. A shrew take your comparison. Lets cal out Argus that bold Asse that neuer weighs what he does or saies; but walkes and talkes like one in a sleepe; to relate her attendance to my Ladie, and present her. Who? ant please your Honour? None so fit to set on any dangerous exploit. Ho? Argus? WHats the matter Wenches? You must tell my Ladie here's a Gentle-woman call'd Arsace, her Honours Tennant, attends her, to impart important businesse to her. I will presently. Well, shee has a welcome present, to beare out her vnwelcome presence: and I neuer knew but a good gift would welcome a bad person to the purest. Arsace? I Mistris. Giue me your Present; Ile doe all I can, to make way both for it and your selfe. You shall binde me to your seruice Ladie. Stand vnseene. HEre's a Gentle-woman (ant Please your Honour) one of your Tennants Desires accesse to you. What Tennant? what's her name? Arsace, shee saies Madam. Arsace? what the Bawde? The Bawd Madam? shee strikes, that's without my priuitie. Out Asse, know'st not thou the Pandresse Arsace?