Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1616 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1616] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 526 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
This senseless woman vexes me toth' heart, she will not from my memory: would she were a man for one two hours, that I might beat her. If I had been unhandsome, old, or t'had been an even lay she might have scorned me: but to be young, and by this light I think as proper as the proudest; made as clean, as straight, and strong backed; means and manners equal with the best cloth of silver Sir i'th' kingdom: But these are things at some time of the Moon, below the cut of Canvas: Sure she has some Mecching rascal in her house, some hind, that she hath seen bear (like another Milo) quarters of Malt upon his back, and sing with't, thrash all day, and i'th' evening in his stockings, strike up a hornpipe, and there stink two hours, and near a whit the worse man; these are they, these steele chineed rascals that undo us all. Would I had been a carter, or a Coachman, I had done the deed ere this time: Sir there's a Gentleman without would speak with you: Bid him come in: By your leave Sir. You are welcome, what's your will Sir? Have you forgotten me? I do not much remember you. You must Sir. I am that gentleman you pleased to wrong, in your disguise I have inquired you out. I was disguised indeed Sir if I wronged you. Pray where and when? In such a lady's house Sir: I need not name her. I do remember you: you seemed to be a suitor to that Lady: If you remember this, do not forget how scurvily you used me: that was no place to quarrel in, pray you think of it: If you be honest you dare fight with me, without more viging, else I must provoke ye: Sir I dare fight, but never for a woman, I will not have her in my cause, she's Mortal and so is not my anger: If you have brought a Nobler subject for our swords, I am for you: in this I would be loath to prick my finger. And where you say I wronged you, 'tis so far from my profession, that amongst my fears, to do wrong is the greatest: credit me we have been both abused. (not by ourselves, for that I hold a spleen no sin of Malice, and may with man enough be lest forgotten,) but by that wilful, scornful piece of hatred, that much forgetful Lady: For whose sake, if we should leave our reason, and run on upon our sense, like Rams: the little world of good men would laugh at us, and despise us, fixing upon our desperate memories the never-worn out names of Fools, and Fencers. Sir 'tis not fear, but reason makes me tell you: in this I had rather help you Sir, then hurt you, and you shall find it, though you throw yourself into as many dangers as she offers, though you redeem her lost name every day, and find her out new honours with your sword, you shall but be her mitth, as I have been.
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This senselesse woman vexes me toth' heart, she will not from my memory: would she were a mn for one two houres, that I might beate her. If I had bin , old, or t'had bin an euen lay she might haue scorn'd me: but to be yong, and by this light I thinke as proper as the proudest; made as cleane, as straight, and strong backt; meanes and manners equall with the best cloth of siluer Sir i'th kingdome: But these are things at some time of the Moone, below the cut of Canuas: Sure shee has some Mecching raskall in her house, some hinde, that she hath seene beare (like another Milo) quarters of Malte vpon his backe, and sing with't, thrash all day, and ith euening in his stockings, strike vp a hornepipe, and there stink two houres, and nere a whit the worse man; these are they, these hind rascalls that vndoe vs all. Would I had bin a carter, or a Coachman, I had done the deed ere this time: Sir ther's a Gentleman without would speak with you: Bid him come in: By your leaue Sir. You are welcome, whats your will Sir? Haue you forgotten me? I doe not much remember you. You must Sir. I am that gentleman you plead to wrong, in your disguse I haue inquired you out. I was disguised indeed Sir if I wrongd you. Pray where and when? In such a Ladies house Sir: I need not name her. I doe remember you: you s'd to be a suter to that Lady: If you remember this, doe not forget how scuruyly you vsd me: that was no place to quarrell in, pray you thinke of it: If you be honest you dare fight with me, without more viging, else I must prouoke yee: Sir I dare fight, but neuer for a woman, I will not haue her in my cause, she's Mortll and so is not my anger: If you haue brought a Nobler subiect for our swords, I am for you: in this I would be loth to my finger. And where you say I wrongd you, so ar from my profession, that y feares, to do wrong is the greatest: credit me we hau bin both abusd. (not by our selues, for that I hod a spleene no of Mallice, and may with man enough be lest forgotten,) but by that wilfull, peece of hatred, that much Lady: For whose sake, if we should leaue our reason, and runne on vpon our sense, like Rams: the little world of good men would laugh at vs, and despise vs, fixing vpon our desperate memories the neuer-worne ou names of Fooles, and . Sir tis not feare, but reason makes me tell you: in this I had rather helpe you Sir, then hurt you, and you shall finde it, though you throw your selfe into as many dangers as she offers, though you redeeme her lost name euery day, and finde her out new honours with your sworde, you shall but be hr mitth, as I haue bin.