Middleton, Thomas · published 1625 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Jun 12] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
Oh 'twere a Masterpiece of serpent subtlety To fetch him a this side again. And then dam him Into the bag for ever, or expose him Against the adverse party, which now he feeds on; And that would double damn him, my revenge Has prompted me already, i'll confound him A both sides for the physic he provided, And the base Chirurgeon he invented for me, I'll tell you what a most uncatholical jest He put upon me once when my pain tortured me, He told me he had found a present cure for me, Which I grew proud on, and observed him seriously, What think you 'twas, being execution day, He showed the Hangman to me out at window. The common Hangman. I'll make him the baloom ball, Of the Churches. And both the sides shall toss him, he looks like one, A thing swelled up with mingled drink and wine, And will bound well from one side to another. Come, you shall write our second bishops dead Which has yet no employment in the Game Perhaps nor ever shall, it may be won Without his motion, it rest in ours: He shall be flattered with Seed vacant, Make him believe he comes into his place, And that will fetch him with a vengeance to us, For I know powder is not more ambitious, When the match meet it, than his mind for mounting As Covetous and Lecherous. No more, now (Sir) both the sides fill. This has been looked for long. The stronger sting it shoots into the blood Of the black adversary, I'm ashamed now, I was theirs ever, what a Lump was I? When I was led in ignorance and blindness? I must confess I've all my life time played The Fool, till now. And now he plays two parts, the fool and knave. there's my recantation in the last leaf. Were't like a Ciceronian in pure Latain. Pure honesty, the better latain serves then, Out of those pestilent pamphlets those are they That wound our cause to the heart. Here, more anger yet. But we come well provided for this storm Is this my Pawn? she that should Guard our Person, Or some pale figure of dejection, Her shape usurping, sorrow and affrightment, Has prevailed strangely with her. King of Integrity, Queen of the same, and all the house professors Of noble Candour, uncorrupted justice, And truth of heart, through my alone discovery (My like and honour wondrously preserved) I bring into your knowledge with my sufferings, Fearful affrightments, and heart-killing terrors, The great incendiary of all Christendom, The absolute abuser of true sanctity, Fairer peace, and holy order can be found In any part of th'universal Globe: Who making meek devotion keep the door, (His lips being full of holy zeal at first) Would have committed a foul rape upon me. Hah? A rape? that's foul indeed, the very sound To our ear fouler than the offence itself To some Kings of the earth.
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Oh 'twere a Maſter-peece of ſerpent ſubtilty To fetch him a this ſide agen. And then damme him Into the bag for euer, or expoſe him Againſt the aduerſe party, which now he feeds on; And that would double dam him, my reuenge Has prompted me already, ile confound him A both ſides for the phiſicke he prouided, And the baſe Chyrurgion he invented for me, Ile tell you what a moſt vncutholicall ieaſt He put vpon me once when my paine tortur'd me, He told me he had found a preſent cure for me, Which I grew proude on, and obſeru'd him ſeriouſly, What thinke you 'twas, being execution day, He ſhewd the Hangman to me out at window. The common Hangman. I'le make him the baloom ball, Of the Churches. And both the ſides ſhall toſſe him, he lookes like one, A thing ſweld vp with mingled drinke and wine, And will bound well from one ſide to another. Come, you ſhall write our ſecond biſhops dead Which has yet no imployment in the Game Perhaps nor euer ſhall, it may be wonne Without his motion, it reſt in ours: He ſhall be flattered with Sede vacant, Make him beleeue he comes into his place, And that will fetch him with a vengance to vs, For I know powder is not more ambitious, When the match meet it, then his minde for mounting As Couetous and Leacherous. No more, now (Sir) both the ſides fill. This ha's bin look't for long. The ſtronger ſting it ſhootes into the bloud Of the blacke aduerſary, I'm aſham'd now, I was theirs euer, what a Lumpe was I? When I was led in ignorance and blindneſſe? I muſt confeſſe I'ue all my life time playd The Foole, till now. And now he plaies two parts, the foole and knaue. Ther's my recantation in the laſt leafe. Wer't like a Ciceronian in pure Latain. Pure honeſty, the better latain ſerues then, Out of thoſe peſtilent pamphlets thoſe are they That wound our cauſe to the heart. Heere, more anger yet. But we come well prouided for this ſtorme Is this my Pawne? ſhe that ſhould Guard our Perſon, Or ſome pale figure of deiection, Her ſhape vſurping, ſorrow and affrightment, Has preuailed ſtrangly with her. King of Integrety, Queene of the ſame, and all the houſe profeſſors Of noble Candor, vncorrupted iuſtice, And truth of heart, through my alone diſcouery (My like and honor wondrouſly preſerued) I bring into your knowledge with my ſufferings, Fearefull affrightments, and heart-killing terrors, The great incendiary of all Chriſtendome, The abſolute abuſer of true ſanctity, Fayrer peace, and holy order can be found In any part of th'vniuefſall Globe: Who making meeke deuotion keep the doore, (His lips being full of holy zeale at firſt) Would haue committed a foule rape vppon me. Hah? A rape? that's foule indeed, the very ſound To our eare fowler then the offence it ſelfe To ſome Kings of the earth.