Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T58 Gallant talk and courtship: an Epicene-c typicality 0.83 · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T58: jack, john, daw, dauphine, amorous, mistress, trve, ladies, wit, madame.
He has given it you, CENTAURE, i'faith. But, do you hear, M. MOROSE, a jest will not absolve you in this manner. You that have sucked the milk of the court, and from thence have been brought up to the very strong meats, and wine, of it; been a courtier from the biggen, to the nightcap: (as we may say) and you, to offend in such a high point of ceremony, as this! and let your nuptials want all marks of solemnity! How much plate have you lost to day (if you had but regarded your profit) what gifts, what friends, through your mere rusticity? Madame— Pardon me, sir, I must insinuate your errors to you. No gloves? no garters? no scarves? no epithalamium? no mask? Yes, madame, I'll make an epithalamium, I promised my mistress, I have begun it already: will your ladyship hear it? I, good JACK DAW. Will it please your ladyship command a chamber, and be private with your friend? you shall have your choice of rooms, to retire to after: my whole house is yours. I know, it hath been your ladyships errand, into the city, at other times, how ever now you have been unhappily diverted upon me: but I shall be loath to break any honourable custom of your ladyships. And therefore, good madame— Come, you are a rude bridegroom, to entertain ladies of honour in this fashion. He is a rude groom, indeed. By that light, you deserve to be grafted, and have your horns reach from one side of the Island, to the other. Do not mistake me, sir, I but speak this, to give the ladies some heart again, not for any malice to you. Is this your Bravo, ladies? As god help me, if you utter such another word, I'll take mistress bride in, and begin to you, in a very sad cup, do you see? Go too, know your friends, and such, as love you. BY your leave, ladies. Do you want any music? I have brought you variety of noises. Play, sirs, all of you. O, a plot, a plot, a plot, a plot upon me! This day, I shall be their anvil to work on, they will grate me asunder. 'Tis worse than the noise of a saw. No, they are hair, rosin, and guts. I can give you the receipt. Peace, boys. Play, I say. Peace, rascals. You see who's your friend now, sir? Take courage, put on a martyrs resolution. Mock down all their attempt, with patience. 'Tis but a day, and I would suffer heroically. Should an ass exceed me in fortitude? No. You betray your infirmity with your hanging dull ears, and make them insult: bear up bravely, and constantly. Look you here, sir, what honour is done you unexpected, by your nephew; a wedding dinner come, and a Knight sewer before it, for the more reputation: and fine M rs. OTTER, your neighbour, in the rump, or tail of it.
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He has giuen it you, CENTAVRE, yfaith. But, doe you heare, M. MOROSE, a iest will not absolue you in this manner. You that haue suck'd the milke of the court, and from thence haue beene brought vp to the very strong meates, and wine, of it; beene a courtier from the biggen, to the night-cap: (as we may say) and you, to offend in such a high point of ceremonie, as this! and let your nuptialls want all markes of solemnitie! How much plate haue you lost to day (if you had but regarded your profit) what guifts, what friends, through your meere rusticitie? Madame— Pardon mee, sir, I must insinuate your errours to you. No gloues? no garters? no skarfes? no epithalamium? no masque? Yes, madame, I'll make an epithalamium, I promis'd my mistris, I haue begunne it already: will your ladiship heare it? I, good IACK DAW. Will it please your ladiship command a chamber, and be priuate with your friend? you shall haue your choice of roomes, to retire to after: my whole house is yours. I know, it hath beene your ladiships errand, into the city, at other times, how euer now you haue beene vnhappily diuerted vpon mee: but I shall be loth to breake any honorable custome of your ladiships. And therefore, good madame— Come, you are a rude bride-groome, to entertayne ladies of honour in this fashion. He is a rude groome, indeed. By that light, you deserue to be grafted, and haue your hornes reach from one side of the Iland, to the other. Doe not mistake me, sir, I but speake this, to giue the ladies some heart againe, not for any malice to you. Is this your Brauo, ladies? As god helpe me, if you vtter such another word, I'll take mistris bride in, and beginne to you, in a very sad cup, doe you see? Goe too, know your friends, and such, as loue you. BY your leaue, ladies. Doe you want any musique? I haue brought you varietie of noyses. Play, sirs, all of you. O, a plot, a plot, a plot, a plot vpon me! This day, I shall be their anvile to worke on, they will grate me asunder. 'Tis worse then the noyse of a saw. No, they are haire, rosin, and guts. I can giue you the receipt. Peace, boyes. Play, Isay. Peace, rascalls. You see who's your friend now, sir? Take courage, put on a martyrs resolution. Mocke downe all their attemptings, with patience. 'Tis but a day, and I would suffer heroically. Should an asse exceed me in fortitude? No. You betray your infirmitie with your hanging dull eares, and make them insult: beare vp brauely, and constantly. Looke you here, sir, what honour is done you vnexpected, by your nephew; a wedding dinner come, and a Knight sewer before it, for the more reputation: and fine Mrs. OTTER, your neighbour, in the rump, or tayle of it.