Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men T15 Friars and holy orders in plot typicality 0.79 · 478 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T15: friar, lord, holy, friars, robin, peggy, lacie, angelo, love, nun.
This is most likely. Oh that it were as like as it is true. By heaven (fond wretch) thou know'st not what thou speakest, Or else thou art suborned against his honour In hateful practice: first his Integrity Stands without blemish: next it imports no reason, That with such vehemency he should pursue Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended He would have weighed thy brother by himself, And not have cut him off: some one hath set you on: Confess the truth, and say by whose advice Thou cam'st here to complain. And is this all? Then oh you blessed Ministers above Keep me in patience, and with ripened time Unfold the evil, which is here wrapped up In countenance: heaven shield your Grace from woe, As I thus wronged, hence unbelieved go. I know you'd fain be gone: An Officer: To prison with her: Shall we thus permit A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall, On him so near us? This needs must be a practice; Who knew of your intent and coming hither? One that I would were here, Friar Lodowick. A ghostly Father, belike: Who knows that Lodowicke? My Lord, I know him, 'tis a meddling Friar, I do not like the man: had he been Lay my Lord, For certain words he spoke against your Grace In your retirement, I had swinged him sound. Words against me? this he good Friar belike And to set on this wretched woman here Against our Substitute: Let this Friar be found. But yesternight my Lord, she and that Friar I saw them at the prison: a saucy Friar, A very scurvy fellow. Blessed be your Royal Grace: I have stood by my Lord, and I have heard Your royal ear abused: first hath this woman Most wrongfully accused your Substitute, Who is as free from touch, or soil with her As she from one ungot. We did believe no less. Know you that Friar Lodowick that she speaks of? I know him for a man divine and holy, Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler As he's reported by this Gentleman: And on my trust, a man that never yet Did (as he vouches) misreport your Grace. My Lord, most villainously, believe it. Well: he in time may come to clear himself; But at this instant he is sick, my Lord: Of a strange Favour; upon his mere request Being come to knowledge, that there was complaint Intended 'gainst Lord Angelo, came I hither To speak as from his mouth, what he doth know Is true, and false: And what he with his oath And all probation will make up full clear When soever he's convented: First for this woman, To justify this worthy Noble man So vulgarly and personally accused, Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes, Till she herself confess it.
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This is moſt likely. Oh that it were as like as it is true. By heauen (fond wretch) yu knowſt not what thou ſpeak'ſt, Or elſe thou art ſuborn'd againſt his honor In hatefull practiſe: firſt his Integritie Stands without blemiſh: next it imports no reaſon, That with ſuch vehemency he ſhould purſue Faults proper to himſelfe: if he had ſo offended He would haue waigh'd thy brother by himſelfe, And not haue cut him off: ſome one hath ſet you on: Confeſſe the truth, and ſay by whoſe aduice Thou cam'ſt heere to complaine. And is this all? Then oh you bleſſed Miniſters aboue Keepe me in patience, and with ripened time Vnfold the euill, which is heere wrapt vp In countenance: heauen ſhield your Grace from woe, As I thus wrong'd, hence vnbeleeued goe. I know you'ld faine be gone: An Officer: To priſon with her: Shall we thus permit A blaſting and a ſcandalous breath to fall, On him ſo neere vs? This needs muſt be a practiſe; Who knew of your intent and comming hither? One that I would were heere, Frier Lodowick. A ghoſtly Father, belike: Who knowes that Lodowicke? My Lord, I know him, 'tis a medling Fryer, I doe not like the man: had he been Lay my Lord, For certaine words he ſpake againſt your Grace In your retirment, I had ſwing'd him ſoundly. Words againſt mee? this 'a good Fryer belike And to ſet on this wretched woman here Againſt our Subſtitute: Let this Fryer be found. But yeſternight my Lord, ſhe and that Fryer I ſaw them at the priſon: a ſawcy Fryar, A very ſcuruy fellow. Bleſſed be your Royall Grace: I haue ſtood by my Lord, and I haue heard Your royall eare abus'd: firſt hath this woman Moſt wrongfully accus'd your Subſtitute, Who is as free from touch, or ſoyle with her As ſhe from one vngot. We did beleeue no leſſe. Know you that Frier Lodowick that ſhe ſpeakes of? I know him for a man diuine and holy, Not ſcuruy, nor a temporary medler As he's reported by this Gentleman: And on my truſt, a man that neuer yet Did (as he vouches) miſ-report your Grace. My Lord, moſt villanouſly, beleeue it. Well: he in time may come to cleere himſelfe; But at this inſtant he is ſicke, my Lord: Of a ſtrange Feauor; vpon his meere requeſt Being come to knowledge, that there was complaint Intended 'gainſt Lord Angelo, came I hether To ſpeake as from his mouth, what he doth know Is true, and falſe: And what he with his oath And all probation will make vp full cleare When ſoeuer he's conuented: Firſt for this woman, To iuſtifie this worthy Noble man So vulgarly and perſonally accus'd, Her ſhall you heare diſproued to her eyes, Till ſhe her ſelfe confeſſe it.