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 · 425 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
An't please your Honour Pride an't be near so beggarly will look for a Coach. Well said a mine Honour. A good significant fellow i'faith: What is he? he talks much; does he follow your Ladyship? No an't please your Honour, I go before her. A good undertaking presence; A well-promising forehead, your Gentleman Usher Madam? Yours if you please my Lord. Borne i'th' City? I an't please your Honour, but begot i'th' Court. Tressellegged? ay, an't please your Honour. The better, it bears a breadth; makes room a both sides. Might I not see his pace? Yes an't please your Honour. 'tis well, 'tis very well. Give me thy hand: madam I will accept this property at your hand, and will wear it threadbare for your sake. Fall in there, sirrah. And for the matter of Lycus Madam, I must tell you, you are shallow: there's a State point in't? hark you: The Viceroy has given him, and we must uphold correspondence. He must walk; say one man goes wrongfully out ath' world, there are hundreds to one come wrongfully into th' world. Your Lordship will give me but a word in private. Come brother; we know you well: what means this habit? why stayed you not at Dipolis as you resolved, to take advertisement for us of your wives bearing? O brother, this jealous frenzy has borne me headlong to ruin. Go to, be comforted; uncase yourself; and discharge your friend. Is that Lysander say you? And is all his story true? by’r lady Madam this jealousy will cost him dear: he undertook the person of a Soldier; and as a Soldier must have justice. Madam, his Altitude in this case can not dispense. Lycus, this Soldier hath acquitted you. And that acquittal I'll for him requite; the body lost, is by this time restored to his place. It is my Lord. These are State points, in which your Lordship's time has not yet trained your Lordship; please your Lordship's grace's Nuptial we have now in hand. Twixt this young Lady and this Gentleman. Your Lordship there shall care the ample story. And how the Ass wrapped in a lions skin Fearfully roared, but his large ears appeared And made him laughed at, that before was feared. I'll go with you. For my part, I am at a non plus. Come brother; Thank the Countess: she hath suet to make your peace. Sister give me your hand. So; Brother let your lips compound the strife, And think you have the only constant Wife.
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Ant please your Honour Pride ant be nere so beggarly will looke for a Coch. Well said a mine Honour. A good significant fellow yfaith: What is he? he talkes much; does he follow your Ladiship? No ant please your Honour, I goe before her. A good vndertaking presence; A well-promising fore head, your Gentleman Vsher Madam? Yours if you please my Lord. Borne ith' Citie? I ant please your Honour, but begot ith' Court. Tressellegg'd? I, ant please your Honour. The better, it beares a bredth; makes roome a both sides. Might I not see his pace? Yes ant please your Honour. Tis well, tis very well. Giue me thy hand: Madame I will accept this propertie at your hand, and wil weare it thredbare for your sake. Fall in there, sirrha. And for the matter of Lycus Madam, I must tell you, you are shallow: there's a State point in't? hearke you: The Viceroy has giuen him, and wee must vphold correspondence. Hee must walke; say one man goes wrongfully out ath' world, there are hundreds to one come wrongfully into th' world. Your Lordship will giue me but a word in priuate. Come brother; we know you well: what meanes this habite? why staid you not at Dipolis as you resolu'd, to take aduertisement for vs of your wiues bearing? O brother, this iealous phrensie has borne mee headlong to ruine. Go to, be comforted; vncase your selfe; and discharge your friend. Is that Lysander say you? And is all his storie true? Berladie Madam this iealousie will cost him deare: he vndertooke the person of a Souldier; and as a Souldier must haue iustice. Madam, his Altitude in this case can not dispence. Lycus, this Souldier hath acquited you. And that acquitall Ile for him requite; the body lost, is by this time restor'd to his place. It is my Lord. These are State points, in which your Lordships time has not yet train'd your Lordship; please your Lordships graces Nuptiall we haue now in hand. Twixt this yong Ladie and this Gentleman. Your Lordship there shall care the ample storie. And how the Asse wrapt in a Lyons skin Fearefully rord, but his large eares appeard And made him laught at, that before was feard. Ile goe with you. For my part, I am at a non plus. Come brother; Thanke the Countesse: shee hath suet to make your peace. Sister give me your hand. Brother let your lips compound the strife, And thinke you haue the only constant Wife.