The Devil's Law Case (When Women Go to Law the Devil Is Full of Business) · chunk 41 of 45
Webster, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1621] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Anne's Men unassigned nearest T46 Swords, quarrels and valour · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T46: rapier, sword, fight, gentlemen, gentleman, kicked, kill, dagger, signor, valour.
You shall reveal it then to Ariosto the judge. By no means, he has heard me Tell so many lies i'th' Court, he'll ne'er believe me. What if I told it to the Capuchin? You cannot think of a better; for as your young Mris. Who as you told me, has persuaded you, To run away with her: let her have her humour. I have a suit Romelio left I'th' house, The habit of a Iew, that I'll put on, And pretending I am robbed, by break of day, Procure all Passengers to be brought back, And by the way reveal myself, and discover The Comical event. They say she's a little mad, This will help to cure her: go, go presently, And reveal it to the Capuchin. Sir, I shall A pox on't, I have undertaken the challenge very foolishly: what if I do not appear to answer it? It would be absolute conviction Of Cowardice, and Perjury; and the Dane, May to your public shame, reverse your Arms, Or have them ignomiously fastened Under his horse tail. I do not like that so well. I see then I must fight whether I will or no. How does Romelio bear himself? They say, He has almost brained one of our cunningest Fencers, That practised with him. Very certain; and now you talk of fencing, Do not you remember the Welsh Gentleman, That was travailing to Rome upon return? No, what of him? There was a strange experiment of a Fencer. What was that? The Welshman in's play, do what the Fencer could, Hung still an arse; he could not for's life Make him come on bravely: till one night at supper, Observing what a deal of Parma cheese His Scholar devoured, goes ingeniously The next morning, and makes a spacious button For his foil of toasted cheese, and as sure as you live, That made him come on the braveliest. Possible! Marry it taught him an ill grace in's play, It made him gape still, gape as he put in for't, As I have seen some hungry Usher. The toasting of it belike, Was to make it more supple, had he chanced To have hit him a'th' chaps. Not unlikely. Who can tell me, If we may breathe in the Duel? By no means. Nor drink? Neither. That's scurvy, anger will make me very dry. You mistake sir, 'tis sorrow that is very dry. Not always sir, I have known sorrow very wet. In rainy weather. No, when a woman has come dropping wet Out of a Cucking-stool. Then 'twas wet indeed sir. Having from Leonora's Waiting-woman, Delivered a most strange Intelligence Of Contarino's recovery, I am come To sound Romelio's penitence; that performed, To end these errors by discovering, What she related to me. Peace to you sir, Pray Gentlemen, let the freedom of this Room Be mine a little. Nay sir, you may stay. Will you pray with me?
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You shall reueale it then to Ariosto the Iudge. By no meanes, he has heard me Tell so many lyes ith Court, hee'l nere beleeue mee. What if I told it to the Capuchin? You cannot think of a better; for as your yong Mris. Who as you told me, has perswaded you, To runne away with her: let her haue her humour. I haue a suite Romelio left I'th house, The habit of a Iew, that Ile put on, And pretending I am robb'd, by breake of day, Procure all Passengers to be brought backe, And by the way reueale my selfe, and discouer The Commicall euent. They say shee's a little mad, This will helpe to cure her: goe, goe presently, And reueale it to the Capuchin. Sir, I shall A pox ont, I haue vndertaken the challenge very foolishly: what if I doe not appeare to answer it? It would be absolute conuiction Of Cowardice, and Periury; and the Dane, May to your publike shame, reuerse your Armes, Or haue them ignomiously fastned Vnder his horse tayle. I doe not like that so well. I see then I must fight whether I will or no. How does Romelio beare himselfe? They say, He has almost brain'd one of our cunningst Fencers, That practisd with him. Very certaine; and now you talke of fencing, Doe not you remember the Welsh Gentleman, That was trauailing to Rome vpon returne? No, what of him? There was a strange experiment of a Fencer. What was that? The Welshman in's play, do what the Fencer could, Hung still an arse; he could not for's life Make him come on brauely: till one night at supper, Obseruing what a deale of Parma cheese His Scholler deuoured, goes ingeniously The next morning, and makes a spacious button For his foyle of tosted cheese, and as sure as you liue, That made him come on the braueliest. Possible! Marry it taught him an ill grace in's play, It made him gape still, gape as he put in for't, As I haue seene some hungry Vsher. The tosting of it belike, Was to make it more supple, had he chanc'd To haue hit him a'th chaps. Not vnlikely. Who can tell me, If we may breath in the Duell? By no meanes. Nor drinke? Neither. That's scuruy, anger will make me very dry. You mistake sir, tis sorrow that is very dry. Not alwayes sir, I haue knowne sorrow very wet. In rainy weather. No, when a woman has come dropping wet Out of a Cuckingstoole. Then twas wet indeed sir. Hauing from Leonoras Wayting-woman, Deliuer'd a most strange Intelligence Of Contarino's recouery, I am come To sound Romelio's penitence; that perform'd, To end these errours by discouering, What shee related to me. Peace to you sir, Pray Gentlemen, let the freedome of this Roome Be mine a little. Nay sir, you may stay. Will you pray with me?