Technogamia, or The Marriages of the Arts · chunk 3 of 64
Holyday, Barten · published 1618 · first performed or written 1618 [Feb 13] (Annals) comedy · at University unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
As you do now for yourself: but Minion do you expect a thank of me, for your excuse? I believe rather, you'll stand more in need of an excuse yourself; it seems your are well skilled in the framing of them. What? who bid you put on this apparel today? you must be in your sky-coloured Gown every day, in your best apparel holidays and working-days: and had you never a worse head-tire to put on today but this with coloured Ribbons tied like Stars? but, Minion, the mystery of the truth; come, I must know it: Does your Uncle Ethicus look o' that fashion? is he a Courtier? a Traveller? a Puppet? does he make himself a verier Fool than the Tailor makes him? has he a jury of Nations come in to give their verdict, for the making up of one suit of apparel for him? is he for your long Hat, short Cloak, little Band? are his old hams grown supple again? is he for your knee-congee? the throwing of a wavering head off his shoulders in a salutation? or the breaking of his high-heeled Shoes, or (which is better) sometimes of his crazy legs, when in a wanton pride they cannot stand upon his giddy feet? you'd make a fine creature of your Uncle; but, my fine Minion, my Periphrasis has encircled your companion, as his arms did your middle even now: you apprehend? ah Astronomia, thy face was never made for the colouring of a lie; oh how this one untruth has Eclipsed thy beauty? thou never receivedst such a vile Nature from thy Mother Physica: no; no; I know from whom this corruption proceeds; 'tis that false, that vile Astrologia, that infects thee thus, and whom I observe, still to follow at thy heels: but I fret mine old age too much, which is enough anguish to itself: in, in you light housewife—. LEt geometre's never use Measure more, if he loves not his dearest Magus beyond measure: Oh, the Gods! that you and I could never know one another before! but First it should be my luck to be acquainted with Astronomia, Then with yourself! Sir, if your occasions can make use of my best endeavours, the employment shall be a favour: if at any time you want any Characters, and strange Figures for your Circles, or Circles themselves, for the confining of your Spirits, know Sir, They shall not be more obedient unto You, than My officious gratitude, employ Me Sir, I protest I'm grown Infinite in love with the fairest Astronomia, with yourself. Sir, let me never use my Great Art more, if my love to You be not greater than my Art: the Spirits that I Command, shall not be so quick in my Ambassages, as the Spirit of my Love, in the effecting your desires, t's as my Circle, most capacious and without End.
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As you doe now for your Selfe: but Minion doe you expect a thanke of mee, for your excuſe? I beleeue rather, youle ſtand more in neede of an excuſe your ſelfe; it ſeemes your are well skill'd in the framing of them. What? who bid you put on this apparell to day? you muſt be in your skie-colour'd Gowne euery day, in your beſt apparell holy-dayes and working-dayes: and had you neuer a worſe head-tyre to put on to day but this with colour'd Ribbands tyed like Starres? but, Minion, the myſtery of the truth; come, I muſt know it: Does your Vncle Ethicus looke o' that faſhion? is he a Courtier? a Trauellour? a Puppet? does he make himſelfe a verier Foole then the Taylour makes him? has hee a Iury of Nations come in to giue their verdict, for the making vp of one ſute of apparell for him? is hee for your long Hat, ſhort Cloke, little Band? are his olde hammes growne ſupple againe? is he for your knee-congey? the throwing of a wauering head off his ſhoulders in a ſalutation? or the breaking of his high-heeld Shooes, or (which is better) ſometimes of his crazie legs, when in a wanton pride they cannot ſtand vpon his giddie feete? you'd make a fine creature of your Vncle; but, my fine Minion, my Periphraſis has incircled your companion, as his armes did your middle euen now: you apprehend? ah Aſtronomia, thy face was neuer made for the colouring of a lye; oh how this one vntruth has Ecclips'd thy beautie? thou neuer receiu'dſt ſuch a vile Nature from thy Mother Phyſica: no; no; I know from whom this corruption proceedes; 'tis that falſe, that vile Aſtrologia, that infects thee thus, and whom I obſerue, ſtill to follow at thy heeles: but I fret mine olde age too much, which is enough anguiſh to it ſelfe: in, in you light Huſwife—. LEt Geometres neuer vſe Meaſure more, if hee loues not his deareſt Magus beyond meaſure: Oh, the Gods! that you and I could neuer know one another before! but Firſt it ſhould be my lucke to be acquainted with Aſtronomia, Then with your Selfe! Sir, if your occaſions can make vſe of my beſt indeuours, the imployment ſhall bee a fauour: if at any time you want any Characters, and ſtrange Figures for your Circles, or Circles themſelues, for the confining of your Spirits, know Sir, They ſhall not be more obedient vnto You, then My officious gratitude, imploy Mee Sir, I proteſt I'me growne Infinite in loue with the faireſt Aſtronomia, with your ſelfe. Sir, let mee neuer vſe my Great Arte more, if my loue to You bee not greater then my Arte: the Spirits that I Command, ſhall not bee ſo quicke in my Ambaſſages, as the Spirit of my Loue, in the effecting your deſires, ti's as my Circle, moſt capacious and without End.