Jonson, Ben · published 1620 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 512 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
No more of him. Let's go see him, I petition you, NAy, good Princess, hear me pauca verba. By that light, I'll of you chained up, with your Bulldogs, and Bear-dogs, if you be not civil the sooner. I'll send you to kennel, i'faith. You were best bait me with your Bull, Bear, and Horse? Never a time, that the Courtiers, or Collegiates come to the House, but you make it a Shrove-Tuesday! I would have you get your Whitsuntide-velvet-cap, and your staff i'your hand, to entertain 'em: yes in troth, do. Not so Princess, neither, but under correction, sweet Princess, gi'me leave— these things I am known to the Courtiers by. It is reported to them for my humour, and they receive it so, and do expect it. Tom Otters Bull, Bear, and Horse is known all over England, in rerum natura. Fore me, I will nature 'em over to Paris-Garden, and nature you thither too, if you pronounce them again. Is a Bear a fit Beast, or a Bull, to mix in society with great Ladies? think i'your discretion, in any good polity. The Horse then, good Princess. Well, I am contented for the Horse: they love to be well horsed, I know. I love it myself. And it is a delicate fine Horse. Poetarum Pegasus. Under correction, Princess, Iupiter did turn himself into a— Taurus, or Bull, under correction, good Princess. By my integrity, I'll send you over to the Bankside, I'll commit you to the Master of the Garden, if I hear but a syllable more. Must my house, or my roof, be polluted with the scent of Bears, and Bulls, when it is perfumed for great Ladies? Is this according to the instrument, when I married you? That I would be Princess, and reign in mine own House: and you would be my subject, and obey me? What did you bring me, should make you thus peremptory? Do I allow you your half-crown a day, to spend, where you will, among your Gamesters, to vex and torment me, at such times as these? Who gives you your maintenance, I pray you? who allows you your Horse-meat, and Mans-meat? your three Suits of Apparel a year? your four pair of Stockings, one Silk, three Worsted? your clean Linen, your Bands, and Cuffs when I can get you to wear 'em? 'Tis mar'le you ha''em on now. Who graces you with Courtiers, or great Personages, to speak to you out of their Coaches, and come home to your House? Were you ever so much as looked upon by a Lord, or a Lady, before I married you: but on the Easter, or Whitsun-holidays? and then out at the Banqueting-house window, when Ned Whiting, or George Stone, were at the stake? (For God's sake, let's go stave her off him.) Answer me to that. And did not I take you up from thence, in an old Greasy buff-doublet, with Points; and Green Velvet Sleeves, out at the elbows? you forget this. (she'll worry him, if we help not in time.)
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No more of him. Let's goe ſee him, I petition you, NAy, good Princeſſe, heare me pauca verba. By that light, I'll a' you chain'd vp, with your Bul-dogges, and Beare-dogges, if you be not ciuill the ſooner. I'll ſend you to kennell, i'faith. You were beſt bait me with your Bull, Beare, and Horſe? Neuer a time, that the Courtiers, or Collegiates come to the Houſe, but you make it a Shrouetueſday! I would haue you get your Whitſontie-Veluet-Cap, and your ſtaffe i'your hand, to entertaine 'hem: yes in troth, doe. Not ſo Princeſſe, neither, but vnder correction, ſweet Princeſſe, gi'me leaue—theſe things I am knowne to the Courtiers by. It is reported to them for my humour, and they receiue it ſo, and doe expect it. Tom Otters Bull, Beare, and Horſe is knowne all ouer England, in rerum natura. Fore me, I will na-ture 'hem ouer to Paris-Garden, and na-ture you thether too, if you pronounce them againe. Is a Beare a fit Beaſt, or a Bull, to mixe in ſocietie with great Ladies? thinke i'your diſcretion, in any good politie. The Horſe then, good Princeſſe. Well, I am contented for the Horſe: they loue to be well hors'd, I know. I loue it my ſelfe. And it is a delicate fine Horſe. Poetarum Pegaſus. Vnder correction, Princeſſe, Iupiter did turne himſelfe into a—Taurus, or Bull, vnder correction, good Princeſſe. By my integritiy, I'll ſend you ouer to the Banke-ſide, I'll commit you to the Maſter of the Garden, if I heare but a ſillable more. Muſt my houſe, or my roofe, bee polluted with the ſcent of Beares, and Buls, when it is perfum'd for great Ladies? Is this according to the inſtrument, when I marryed you? That I would be Princeſſe, and raigne in mine owne Houſe: and you would bee my ſubiect, and obey me? What did you bring me, ſhould make you thus peremptory? Doe I allow you your halfe-crowne a day, to ſpend, where you will, among your Gameſters, to vexe and torment me, at ſuch times as theſe? Who giues you your maintenance, I pray you? who allowes you your Horſemeat, and Mans-meat? your three Sutes of Apparell a yeere? your foure paire of Stockings, one Silke, three Worſted? your cleane Linnen, your Bands, and Cuffes when I can get you to weare 'hem? 'Tis mar'l you ha'hem on now. Who graces you with Courtiers, or great Perſonages, to ſpeake to you out of their Coaches, and come home to your Houſe? Were you euer ſo much as look'd vpon by a Lord, or a Lady, before I marryed you: but on the Eaſter, or Whitſon-holy-dayes? and then out at the Banquetting-houſe windore, when Ned Whiting, or George Stone, were at the ſtake? (For Gods ſake, let's goe ſtaue her off him.) Anſwere mee to that. And did not I take you vp from thence, in an olde Greaſie Buffe-Doublet, with Points; and Greene Vellet Sleeues, out at the elbowes? you forget this. (Shee'll worry him, if we helpe not in time.)