Shakespeare, William / Middleton, Thomas · published 1623 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men T15 Friars and holy orders in plot typicality 0.83 · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T15: friar, lord, holy, friars, robin, peggy, lacie, angelo, love, nun.
Boldly, at least. But oh poor souls, Come you to seek the Lamb here of the Fox; Good night to your redress: Is the Duke gone? Then is your cause gone too: The Duke's unjust, Thus to retort your manifest Appeal, And put your trial in the villain's mouth, Which here you come to accuse. This is the rascal: this is he I spoke of. Why thou unreverend, and unhallowed Friar: Is't not enough thou hast suborned these women, To accuse this worthy man? but in foul mouth, And in the witness of his proper ear, To call him villain; and then to glance from him, To th' Duke himself, to tax him with Injustice? Take him hence; to th' rack with him: we'll touse you joint by joint, but we will know his purpose: What? unjust? Be not so hot: the Duke dare No more stretch this finger of mine, than he Dare rack his own: his Subject am I not, Nor here Provincial: My business in this State Made me a looker on here in Vienna, Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Till it o'errun the Stew: Laws, for all faults, But faults so countenanced, that the strong Statutes Stand like the forfeits in a Barber's shop, As much in mock, as mark. Slander to th' State: Away with him to prison. What can you vouch against him Signior Lucio? Is this the man that you did tell us of? 'Tis he, my Lord: come hither goodman baldpate, do you know me? I remember you Sir, by the sound of your voice, I met you at the Prison, in the absence of the Duke. Oh, did you so? and do you remember what you said of the Duke. Most notedly Sir. Do you so Sir: And was the Duke a fleshmonger, a fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be? You must (Sir) change persons with me, ere you make that my report: you indeed spoke so of him, and much more, much worse. Oh thou damnable fellow: did not I pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches? I protest, I love the Duke, as I love myself. Hark how the villain would close now, after his treasonable abuses. Such a fellow is not to be talked withal: Away with him to prison: Where is the Provost? away with him to prison: lay bolts enough upon him: let him speak no more: away with those Giglots too, and with the other confederate companion. Stay Sir, stay a while. What, resists he? help him Lucio. Come sir, come sir, come sir: foh sir, why you bald-pated lying rascal: you must be hooded must you? show your knave's visage with a pox to you: show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour: will't not off?
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Boldly, at leaſt. But oh poore ſoules, Come you to ſeeke the Lamb here of the Fox; Good night to your redreſſe: Is the Duke gone? Then is your cauſe gone too: The Duke's vniuſt, Thus to retort your manifeſt Appeale, And put your triall in the villaines mouth, Which here you come to accuſe. This is the raſcall: this is he I ſpoke of. Why thou vnreuerend, and vnhallowed Fryer: Is't not enough thou haſt ſuborn'd theſe women, To accuſe this worthy man? but in foule mouth, And in the witneſſe of his proper eare, To call him villaine; and then to glance from him, To th' Duke himſelfe, to taxe him with Iniuſtice? Take him hence; to th' racke with him: we'll towze you Ioynt by ioynt, but we will know his purpoſe: What? vniuſt? Be not ſo hot: the Duke dare No more ſtretch this finger of mine, then he Dare racke his owne: his Subiect am I not, Nor here Prouinciall: My buſineſſe in this State Made me a looker on here in Vienna, Where I haue ſeene corruption boyle and bubble, Till it ore-run the Stew: Lawes, for all faults, But faults ſo countenanc'd, that the ſtrong Statutes Stand like the forfeites in a Barbers ſhop, As much in mocke, as marke. Slander to th' State: Away with him to priſon. What can you vouch againſt him Signior Lucio? Is this the man that you did tell vs of? 'Tis he, my Lord: come hither goodman bald-pate, doe you know me? I remember you Sir, by the ſound of your voice, I met you at the Priſon, in the abſence of the Duke. Oh, did you ſo? and do you remember what you ſaid of the Duke. Moſt notedly Sir. Do you ſo Sir: And was the Duke a fleſh-monger, a foole, and a coward, as you then reported him to be? You muſt (Sir) change perſons with me, ere you make that my report: you indeede ſpoke ſo of him, and much more, much worſe. Oh thou damnable fellow: did not I plucke thee by the noſe, for thy ſpeeches? I proteſt, I loue the Duke, as I loue my ſelfe. Harke how the villaine would cloſe now, after his treaſonable abuſes. Such a fellow is not to be talk'd withall: Away with him to priſon: Where is the Prouoſt? away with him to priſon: lay bolts enough vpon him: let him ſpeak no more: away with thoſe Giglets too▪ and with the other confederate companion. Stay Sir, ſtay a while. What, reſiſts he? helpe him Lucio. Come ſir, come ſir, come ſir: foh ſir, why you bald-pated lying raſcall: you muſt be hooded muſt you? ſhow your knaues viſage with a poxe to you: ſhow your ſheepe-biting face, and be hang'd an houre: will't not off?