Anonymous / Fletcher, John / Massinger, Philip · published 1621 · first performed or written 1617 [1613-1621] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
Not today, the weather Is grown too warm, beside, the dogs are spent, We'll take a cooler morning, let's to horse, And hollow in the troop. I marry Twainer, This woman gives indeed, these are the Angels That are the keeper's saints. I like a woman That handles the deer's dowsets with discretion; And pays us by proportion: 'tis no treason To think this good old Lady has a stump yet That may require a coral. And the bells too, She has lost a friend of me else, but here's the clerk, No more for fear ath bell ropes: How now Keepers, Saw you the King? Yes Sir, he's newly mounted, And as we take it ridden home. Farewell then. My honoured Lord, Fortune has made me happy To meet with such a man of men to side me. How Sir? I know ye not, Nor what your fortune means. Few words shall serve, I am betrayed Sir, Innocent and honest; malice, and violence Are both against me, basely and foully laid for; For my life Sir, danger is now about me, Now in my throat Sir. Where Sir? Nay I fear not, And let it now pour down in storms upon me, I have met a noble guard: Your meaning Sir, For I have present business. O my Lord, Your honour cannot leave a gentleman At least a fair design of this brave nature, To which your worth is wedded, your profession Hatched in, and made one piece, in such a peril, There are but six my Lord. What six? Six villains sworn, and in pay to kill me. Six? Alas Sir, what can six do, or six score now you are present, Your name will blow 'em off, say they have shot too, Who dare present a piece? your valour's proof Sir. No, i'll assure you Sir, nor my discretion Against a multitude; 'tis true I dare fight, Enough, and well enough, and long enough: But wisdom Sir, and weight of what is on me, In which I am no more mine own, nor yours Sir, Nor as I take it, any single danger, But what concerns my place, tells me directly, Beside my person my fair reputation, If I thrust into crowds, and seek occasions Suffers opinion, six? Why Hercules Avoided two man, yet not to give example: But only for your present dangers sake Sir, Were there but four Sir, I cared not if I killed 'em, They will serve to set my sword. There are but four Sir, I did mistake 'em, but four such as Europe Excepting your great valour. Well considered, I Will not meddle with 'em, four in honour, Are equal with fourscore, beside they are people Only directed by their fury. So much nobler shall be your way of justice. That I find not. You will not leave me thus? I would not leave you; but look you Sir, Men of my place, and business, must not Be questioned thus.
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Not to day, the weather Is growne too warme, besides, the dogges are spent, We'ele take a cooler morning, let's to horse, And hollow in the troope. I marry Twainer, This woman giues indeed, these are the Angells That are the keepers saints. I like a woman That handles the deeres dowsets with discretion; And payes vs by proportion: Tis no treason To think this good old Lady has a stumpe yet That may require a currall. And the bells too, She has lost a friend of me else, but here's the clarke, No more for feare ath bell ropes: How now Keepers, Saw you the King? Yes Sir, he's newly mounted, And as we take it ridden home. Farewell then. My honord Lord, Fortune has made me happy To meete with such a man of men to side me. How Sir? I know ye not, Nor what your fortune meanes. Few words shall serue, I am betraide Sir, Innocent and honest; malice, and violence Are both against me, basely and fowly layd for; For my life Sir, danger is now about mee, Now in my throate Sir. Where Sir? Nay I feare not, And let it now powre downe in stormes vpon me, I haue met a noble guard: Your meaning Sir, For I haue present businesse. O my Lord, Your honour cannot leaue a gentleman At least a faire designe of this braue nature, To which your worth is wedded, your profession Hatcht in, and made one peece, in such a perrill, There are but six my Lord. What six? Six villaines sworne, and in pay to kill mee. Six? Alas Sir, what can sixe do, or six score now you are present, Your name will blow em off, say they haue shot too, Who dare present a peece? your valour's proofe Sir. No, i'le assure you Sir, nor my discretion Against a multitude; 'tis true I dare fight, Enough, and well enough, and long enough: But wisedome Sir, and weight of what is on me, In which I am no more mine owne, nor yours Sir, Nor as I take it, any single danger, But what concernes my place, tells me directly, Beside my person my faire reputation, If I thrust into crowds, and seeke occasions Suffers opinion, six? VVhy Hercules Auoyded two man, yet not to giue example: But only for your present dangers sake Sir, Were there but foure Sir, I car'd not if I killd vm, They will serue to set my sword. There are but foure Sir, I did mistake vm, but foure such as Europe Excepting your great valour. Well considerde, I Will not medle with vm, foure in honor, Are equall with fourescore, besides they are people Only directed by their fury. So much nobler shall be your way of Iustice. That I find not. You will not leaue me thus? I would not leaue you; but looke you Sir, Men of my place, and busines, must not Be questioned thus.