Webster, John · published 1623 · first performed or written 1614 [1612-1614; revised 1617-23(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.72 · 505 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
I thank you (Bosola:) they were right good ones, If they do not make me sick. How now madam? This green fruit: and may stomach are not friends How they swell me! Nay, you are too much swelled already. Oh, I am in an extreme cold sweat. I am very sorry: Lights to my chamber: O, good Antonio, I fear I am undone. Lights there, lights. O my most trusty Delio, we are lost: I fear she's fall'n in labour: and there's left No time for her remove. Have you prepared Those Ladies to attend her? and procured That politic safe conveyance for the Midwife Your Duchess plotted. I have: Make use then of this forced occasion: Give out that Bosola hath poisoned her, With these Apricots: that will give some colour For her keeping close. Fie, fie, the Physicians Will then flock to her. For that you may pretend She'll use some prepared Antidote of her own, lest the Physicians should repoison her. I am lost in amazement: I know not what to think on't. So, so: there's no question but her tetchiness And most vulturous eating of the Apricots, are apparent Signs of breeding, now? I am in haste (Sir.) There was a young waiting-woman, had a monstrous desire To see the Glass-house. Nay, pray let me go: And it was only to know what strange instrument it was, Should swell up a glass to the fashion of a woman's belly. I will hear no more of the Glass-house, You are still abusing women? Who I? no, only (by the way now and then) mention Your frailties. The orange tree bear ripe and green Fruit and blossoms altogether: And some of you give entertainment For pure love: but more, for more precious reward. The lusty Spring smells well: but drooping Autumn tastes well: If we Have the same golden showers, that rained in the time of Iupiter The Thunderer: you have the same Danes still, to hold up their Laps to receive them: didst thou never study the Mathematics? What's that (Sir.) Why, to know the trick how to make a many lines meet In one centre: Go go; give your foster-daughters good counsel Tell them, that the Devil takes delight to hang a woman's girdle; Like a false rusty watch that she cannot discern how The time passes. Shut up the Court gates: Why sir? what's the danger? Shut up the Posterns presently: and call All the Officers o'th' Court. I shall instantly: Who keeps the key o'th' Park-gate? Forobosco. Let him bring't presently. Oh, Gentlemen, o'th' Court, the foulest treason. If that these Apricots should be poisoned, now; Without my knowledge. There was taken even now a Swisser In the Duchess Bedchamber. A Swisser? With a Pistol in his great codpiece. Hh, ha, ha. The codpiece was the case for't. There was a cunning traitor. Who would have searched his codpiece? True, if he had kept out of the ladies' chambers: And all the molds of his buttons, were leaden bullets.
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I thanke you (Bosola:) they were right good ones, If they doe not make me sicke. How now Madame? This greene fruit: and may stomake are not friend How they swell me? Nay, you are too much swell'd already. Oh, I am in an extreame cold sweat. I am very sorry: Lights to my chamber: O, good Antonio, I feare I am vndone. Lights there, lights. O my most trusty Delio, we are lost: I feare she's falne in labour: and ther's left No time for her remoue. Haue you prepar'd Those Ladies to attend her? and procur'd That politique safe conueyance for the Mid-wife Your Dutchesse plotted. I haue: Make vse then of this forc'd occasion: Giue out that Bosola hath poyson'd her, With these Apricocks: that will giue some colour▪ For her keeping close. Fye, fie, the Physitians Will then flocke to her. For that you may pretend She'll vse some prepar'd Antidote of her owne, Least the Physitians should repoyson her. I am lost in amazement: I know not what to think on't. So, so: ther's no question but her teatchiues And most vulterous eating of the Apricocks, are apparant Signes of breeding, now? I am in hast (Sir.) There was a young wayting-woman, had a monstrous desire To see the Glasse-house. Nay, pray let me goe: And it was onely to know what strange instrument it was, Should swell vp a glasse to the fashion of a womans belly. I will heare no more of the Glasse-house, You are still abusing woemen? Who I? no, onely (by the way now and then) mention Your fraileties. The Orrenge tree beare ripe and greene Fruit▪ and blossoms altogether: And some of you giue entertainment For pure loue: but more, for more precious reward. The lusty Spring smels well: but drooping Autumne tasts well: If we Haue the same golden showres, that rained in the time of Iupiter The Thunderer: you haue the same Danes still, to hold vp their Laps to receiue them: didst thou neuer study the Mathematiques? What's that (Sir.) Why, to know the trick how to make a many lines meete In one center: Goe goe; giue your foster-daughters good councel Tell them, that the Diuell takes delight to hang a womans girdle; Like a false rusty watch that she cannot discerne how The time passes. Shht vp the Court gates: Why sir? what's the danger? Shut vp the Posternes presently: and call All the Officers o'th' Court. I shall instantly: Who keepes the key o'th' Parke-gate? Forobosco. Let him bring't presently. Oh, Gentlemen, o'th' Court, the fowlest treason. If that these Apricocks should be poysond, now; Without my knowledge. There was taken euen now a Switzer In the Duchesse Bed-chamber. A Switzer? With a Pistoll in his great cod-piece. Hh, ha, ha. The cod-piece was the case for't. There was a cunning traitor. Who would haue search'd his cod-piece? True, if he had kept out of the Ladies chambers: And all the mowldes of his buttons, were leaden bullets.