Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
One that hath used me (since you will have it so) the basest, the most Footboy like, without respect of what I was, or what you might be by me: you have used me, as I would use a jade, ride him off's legs, then turn him into the Commons: you have used me with discretion, and I thank ye. If you have many more such pretty Servants, pray build an Hospital, and when they are old, keep 'em for shame. I cannot think yet this is serious, Will you have more on't? No faith, there's enough if it be true: Too much by all my part: you are no Lover then? No, I had rather be a Carrier. Why the gods amend all. Neither do I think there can be such a fellow found i'th' world, to be in love with such a froward woman: if there be such, theyare mad, Ioue comfort 'em. Now you l ave all, and I as new a man, as light, & spirited, that I feel myself clean through another creature. O 'tis brave to be ones own man. I can see you now as I would see a Picture, sit all day by you and never kiss your hand: hear you sing, and never fall backward; but with as set a temper, as I would hear a Fiddler, rise and thank you. I can now keep my money in my purse, that still was gadding out for Scarves and Waistcoats: and keep my hand from Mercers sheepskins finely. I can eat Mutton now, and feast myself with my two shillings, and can see a Play for eighteen pence again: I can my Lady. The carriage of this fellow vexes me. Sir, pray let me speak a little private with you, I must not suffer this. Ha, ha, ha, what would you with me? You will not ravish me? Now, your set speech. Thou perjured man. Ha, ha, ha, this is a fine Exordium: And why I pray you perjured? Did you not swear a thousand thousand times you loved me best of all things? I do confess it: make your best of that. Why do you say, you do not then? Nay I'll swear it, And give sufficient reason, your own usage. Do you not love me now then? No faith. Did you ever think I loved you dearly? Yes, but I see but rotten fruits on't. Do not deny your hand, for I must kiss it, and take my last farewell: now let me die so you be happy. I am too foolish: Lady, speak dear Lady. No let me die. O my sister. O my Lady, help, help. Run for some Rosa-solis. I have played the fine ass: bend her body, Lady, best, dearest, worthiest Lady, hear your servant: I am not as I showed: O wretched fool to fling away the jewel of thy life thus. Give her more air, see she begins to stir, sweet Mistress hear me.
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One that hath vs'd me (since you will haue it so) the basest, the most Foot-boy like, without respect of what I was, or what you might be by me: you haue vs'd me, as I would vse a jade, ride him off's legges, then turn him into the Commons: you haue vs'd me with discretion, and I thanke yee. If you haue many more such prettie Seruants, pray build an Hospitall, and when they are old, keepe vm for shame. I cannot thinke yet this is serious, VVill you haue more on't? No faith, there's inough if it be true: Too much by all my part: you are no Lour then? No, I had rather be a Carrier. VVy the gods amend all. Neither doe I thinke there can bee such a fellow found i'th world, to be in loue with such a froward woman: if there bee such, th'are madde, Ioue comfort vm. Now you l aue all, and I as new a man, as light, & spirited, that I feele my selfe cleane through another creature. O'tis braue to be ones owne man. I can see you now as I would see a Picture, sit all day by you and neuer kisse your hand: heare you sing, and neuer fall backward; but with as set a temper, as I would heare a Fidler, rise and thanke you. I can now keepe my money in my purse, that still was gadding out for Scarfes and Wastcoats: and keepe my hand from Mercers sheepskins finely. I can eate Mutton now, and feast my selfe with my two shillings, and can see a Play for eighteene pence againe: I can my Lady. The carriage of this fellow vexes me. Sir, pray let mee speake a little priuate ith you, I must not suffer this. Ha, ha, ha, what would you with me? You will not rauish me? Now, your set speech. Thou perjurd man. Ha, ha, ha, this is a fine Exordium: And why I pray you pjurd? Did you not sweare a thousand thousand times you lou'd me best of all things? I doe confesse it: make your best of that. Why doe you say, you doe not then? Nay sweare it, And giue sufficient reason, your owne vsage. Doe you not loue me now then? No faith. Did you euer thinke I lou'd you dearely? Yes, but I see but rotten fruits on't. Doe not denie your hand, for I must kisse it, and take my last farewell: now let me die so you be happy. I am too foolish: Lady, speake deere Ladie. No let me die. O my sister. O my Ladie, helpe, helpe. Run for some Rosasolis. I haue plaid the fie asse: bend her bodie, Lady, best, dearest, worthiest Ladie, heare your seruant: I am not as I shew'd: O wretched foole to fling away the Iewel of thy life thus. Giue her more aire, see she begins to , sweete Mistres heare me.