Jonson, Ben · published 1620 · first performed or written 1609 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 489 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Shall we go in again, Morose? Yes, madam. we'll entreat Sir Dauphine's company. Stay, good madam, the interview of the two friends, Pylades and Orestes: I'll fetch 'em out to you straight. Will you, Master Tru-wit? ay, but noble Ladies, do not confess in your countenance, or outward bearing to 'em any discovery of their follies, that we may see, how they will bear up again, with what assurance, and erection. We will not, Sir Dauphine. Mau. Upon our honours, Sir Dauphine. Sir Amorous, Sir Amorous. The Ladies are here. Are they? Yes, but slip out by and by, as their backs are turned, and meet Sir Iohn here, as by chance, when I call you. Iack Daw. What say you, Sir? Whip out behind me suddenly: and no anger i' your looks to your Adversary. Now, now. Noble Sir Iohn Daw. where ha' you been? To seek you, Sir Amorous. Me! I honour you. I prevent you, Sir. They have forgot their Rapiers! O, they meet in peace, man. Where's your Sword, Sir Iohn? And yours, Sir Amorous? Mine! my Boy had it forth, to mend the handle, cene now. And my gold handle was broke too, and my Boy had it forth. Indeed, Sir? How their excuses meet! What a consent there is, i' the handles? Nay, there is so i' the points too, I warrant you. O me! madam, he comes again, the mad man, away. WHat make these naked weapons here, Gentlemen? O, Sir! here hath like to been murder since you went! A couple of Knights fallen out about the Bride's favours: we were fain to take away their weapons, your house had been begged by this time else— For what? For Man slaughter, Sir, as being accessary. And, for her favours? ay, Sir, heretofore, not present. Clerimont, carry 'em their Swords, now. They have done all the hurt they will do. Ha' you spoke with a Lawyer, Sir? O, no! there is such a noise i' the Court, that they have frighted me home, with more violence than I went! such speaking, and counter-speaking, with their several voices of Citations, Appellations, Allegations, Certificates, Attachments, Intergatories, References, Convictions, and Afflictions indeed, among the Doctors and Proctors! that the noise here is silence to't! a kind of midnight! Why, Sir, if you would be resolved indeed, I can bring you hither a very sufficient Lawyer, and a Learned Divine, that shall inquire into every least scruple for you. Can you Master Tru-wit? Yes, and are very sober grave persons, that will dispatch it in a Chamber, with a whisper, or two. Good Sir, shall I hope this benefit from you, and trust myself into your hands? Alas, Sir! your Nephew, and I, have been ashamed, and ofttimes mad since you went, to think how you are abused. Go in, good Sir, and lock yourself up till we call you, we'll tell you more anon, Sir.
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Shall we goe in againe, Moroſe? Yes, Madame. Wee'll entreate Sir Dauphines company. Stay, good Madame, the inter-view of the two friends, Pylades and Oreſtes: I'll fetch 'hem out to you ſtraight. Will you, Maſter Tru-wit? I, but noble Ladies, do not confeſſe in your countenance, or outward bearing to 'hem any diſcouerie of their follies, that wee may ſee, how they will beare vp againe, with what aſſurance, and erection. We will not, Sir Dauphine. Mau. Vpon our honours, Sir Dauphine. Sir Amorous, Sir Amorous. The Ladies are here. Are they? Yes, but ſlip out by and by, as their backes are turn'd, and meet Sir Iohn here, as by chance, when I call you. Iack Daw. What ſay you, Sir? Whip out behinde mee ſuddenly: and no anger i' your lookes to your Aduerſarie. Now, now. Noble Sir Iohn Daw! where ha' you beene? To ſeeke you, Sir Amorous. Me! I honour you. I preuent you▪ Sir. They haue forgot their Rapiers! O, they meet in peace, man. Where's your Sword, Sir Iohn? And yours, Sir Amorous? Mine! my Boy had it forth, to mend the handle, cene now. And my gold handle was broke too, and my Boy had it forth. Indeed, Sir? How their excuſes meet! What a conſent there is, i' the handles? Nay, there is ſo i' the points too, I warrant you. O me! Madame, hee comes againe, the madde man, away. WHat make theſe naked weapons here, Gentlemen? O, Sir! here hath like to beene muder ſince you went! A couple of Knights fallen out about the Brides fauours: we were faine to take away their weapons, your houſe had beene begg'd by this time elſe— For what? For Man ſlaughter, Sir, as being acceſſary. And, for her fauours? I, Sir, heretofore, not preſent. Clerimont, carrie 'hem their Swords, now. They haue done all the hurt they will doe. Ha' you ſpoke with a Lawyer, Sir? O, no! there is ſuch a noyſe i' the Court, that they haue frighted me home, with more violence then I went! ſuch ſpeaking, and counter-ſpeaking, with their ſeuerall voyces of Citations, Appellations, Allegations, Certificates, Attachments, Intergatories, References, Conuictions, and Afflictions indeed, among the Doctors and Proctors! that the noyſe here is ſilence too't! a kind of mid-night! Why, Sir, if you would bee reſolu'd indeed, I can bring you hither a very ſufficient Lawyer, and a Learned Diuine, that ſhall inquire into euery leaſt ſcruple for you. Can you Maſter Tru-wit? Yes, and are very ſober graue perſons, that will diſpatch it in a Chamber, with a whiſper, or two. Good Sir, ſhall I hope this benefit from you, and truſt my ſelfe into your hands? Alas, Sir! your Nephew, and I, haue beene aſham'd, and oft-times mad ſince you went, to thinke how you are abus'd. Goe in, good Sir, and locke your ſelfe vp till we call you, wee'll tell you more anon, Sir.