Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1615 · first performed or written 1608 [c.1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.80 · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
I'm glad of that too: Sir will you dispatch Us, we shall wither here for ever. You shall be dispatched within this hour, Leucippus, never wonder nor ask, it must be thus. Lady I ask your pardon, whose virtue I have slubbered with my tongue, and you shall ever be Chaste in my memory hereafter; But we old men often dote: to make amends for My great fault, receive that Ring: I'm sorry for your grief, may it soon leave you. Come my Lords let's go. Heaven bless your Grace. One that had but so much modesty left, as to blush, Or shrink a little at his first encounter, Had been undone; where I come off with honour, And gain too: they that never would be tracked In any course, by the most subtle sense, Must bear it through with frontlet's impudence. Gentlemen, this is a strange piece of justice, To put the wretched Dwarf to death because She doted on him; Is she not a woman, and Subject to those mad fegaries her whole Sex Is infected with? Had she loved you, or you, or I, Or all on's, (as indeed the more the merrier still With them) must we therefore have our heads pared With a Hatchet? So she may love all the Nobility Out ath dukedom in a month, and let the rascals in. You will not, or you do not see the need That makes this just to the world? I cannot tell, I would be loath to feel it: But the best is, she loves not proper men, we three Were in wise cases else: but make me know this need. Why yes: He being taken away, this base incontinence dies presently, and she must see her shame and sorrow for it. Pray God she do: but was the Sprat beheaded, or did they swing him about like a chicken, and so break his neck. Yes, he was beheaded, and a solemn justice made of it. That might have been deducted. Why how would you have had him died? Faith I would have had him roasted like a warden in a brown paper, and no more talk on't: or a feather stuck in's head, like a Quail: or a hanged him in a dog-collar: what should he be beheaded? we shall have it grow so base shortly, Gentlemen will be out of love with it. I wonder from whence this of the dwarves first sprung? From an old lecherous pair of breeches that lay upon a wench to keep her warm: for certainly they are no man's work: and I am sure a Monkey would get one of the guard to this fellow, he was no bigger than a small portmanteau, and much about that making, if t'had legs. But Gentlemen, what say you to the Prince? ay, concerning his being sent I know not whither.
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Ime glad of that too: Sir will you dispatch Vs, we shall wither heere for euer. You shall be dispacht within this houre, Leucippus, neuer wonder nor aske, it must be thus. Lady I aske your pardon, whose vertue I haue Slubberd with my tongue, and you shall euer be Chaste in my memory hereafter; But we old men often dote: to make amends for My great fault, receiue that Ring: Ime sorry for your griefe, may it soone leaue you. Come my Lords lets goe. Heauen blesse your Grace. One that had but so much modestie left, as to blush, Or shrinke a little at his first encounter, Had beene vndone; where I come off with honour, And gayne too: they that neuer wou'd be trackt In any course, by the most suttle sense, Must beare it through with frontlets impudence. Gentlemen, this is a strange peece of Iustice, To put the wretched Dwarfe to death because She doted on him; Is she not a woman, and Subiect to those mad figaries her whole Sexe Is infected with? Had she lou'd you, or you, or I, Or all on's, (as indeed the more the merryer still With them) must we therefore haue our heads par'd With a Hatchet? So she may loue all the Nobility Out ath Duke dome in a month, and let the raskals in. You will not, or you doe not see the neede That makes this iust to the world? I cannot tell, I would be loth to feele it: But the best is, she loues not proper men, we three Were in wise cases else: but make me know this need. Why yes: Hee being taken away, this base incontinence dyes presently, and shee must see her shame and sorrow for it. Pray God she doe: but was the Sprat beheaded, or did they swing him about like a chickin, and so breake his necke. Yes, he was beheaded, and a solemne iustice made of it. That might haue beene deducted. Why how would you haue had him dide? Faith I would haue had him rosted like a warden in a browne paper, and no more talke ont: or a teather stucke in's head, like a Quaile: or a hangd him in a Dog-coller: what should hee be beheaded? wee shall haue it grow so base shortly, Gentlemen will be out of loue with it. I wonder from whence this of the Dwarfes first sprung? From an olde leacherous payre of breeches that lay vpon a wench to keepe her warme: for certainely they are no mans worke: and I am sure a Monkey would get one of the guard to this fellow, he was no bigger then a small Portmantu, and much about that making, if t'ad legs. But Gentlemen, what say you to the Prince? I, concerning his being sent I know not whither.