Middleton, Thomas · published 1625 · first performed or written 1624 [licensed for stage, Jun 12] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
I'll take no knowledge on't what makes she here? How dare you pawn unpennanced with a cheek Fresh as her falsehood yet, where castigation Has left no pale print of her visiting anguish, Appear in this assembly, let me alone, Sin must be bold, that's all the grace 'tis bound too. What's this? I'm wonder struck. Assist me goodness, I shall to prison again. At least I've mazed 'em, Scattered by admiration of her innocence, (As the fired ships put in, severed the Fleet In eighty eight) I'll on with't, impudence Is mischief's patrimony, is his justice injured reverence no sharplier righted, I ever held that Majesty impartial, That like unequal, Heaven looks on the manners, Not on the shapes they shroud in. This black Knight Will never take any answer, 'tis a victory To make him understand, he does amiss, When he knows in his own clear understanding, That he does nothing else, show him the testimony Confirmed by good men, how that foul attempter, Got but this morning to the place from whence He dated his forged lines six days past, Why may not the corruption sleep in this, By some connivance, as you have walked in ours, By too rash confidence. I'll undertake That Knight shall teach the devil how to lie. If sin were half so wise as impudent, She'd ne'er seek father for an advocate. Now to act treachery with an angel's tongue, Since all ours come out, i'll bring him in strongly again, Where is his injured chastity? this goodness Whose worth no transitory prize can equal, This rock of constant, and invincible virtue That made sin's tempest weary of his fury. What is my pawn distracted? I think rather there's some notable masterprize of roguery, This drum strikes up for. Let me fall down with reverence Before this blessed Altar. This is madness. Mark the end, I stand for roguery still, I will not change my side, I shall be taxed I know I care not what the black house thinks of me. What say you now? I will not be unlaid yet. however censure flies, I honour sanctity, That is my object I intend no other, I saw this glorious and most valiant virtue, Fight the most noble combat with the devil. If both the Bishops had been there for seconds T'had been a complete Devil. Then thou hast heard the violence intended? 'tis a truth, I joy to justify I was an agent On virtue's part, and raised that confused noise, That started his attempt and gave her liberty. Oh 'tis a righteous story she has told (Sir) My life and fame stands mutually engaged, Both to the truth and goodness of this pawn. Does it appear to you, yet clear as the Sun. Lass I believed it long before 'twas done. Degenerate Base, Perfidious. Traitorous pawn What are you all besides yourselves? But I remember that pawn.
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Ile take no knowledg on't what makes ſhe here? How dare you pawne vnpennanc't with a cheeke Freſh as her falſe-hood yet, where caſtigation Has left no pale print of her viſiting anguiſh, Appeare in this aſſembly, let me alone, Sinne muſt be bold, that's all the grace 'tis bound too. What's this? I'me wonder ſtrocke. Aſſiſt me goodneſſe, I ſhall to priſon againe. At leaſt I'ue maz'd em, Scattered by admiration of her innocence, (As the fir'd ſhips put in, ſeuered the Fleete In eighty eight) Ile on with't, impudence Is miſchiefes patrimony, is his Iuſtice Iniured reuerence no ſharplier righted, I euer held that Maieſty impartiall, That like vnequall, Heauen lookes on the manners, Not on the ſhapes they ſhrowde in. This blacke Knight Will neuer take any anſwere, 'tis a victory To make him vnderſtand, he does amiſſe, When he knowes in his owne cleare vnderſtanding, That he does nothing elſe, ſhew him the teſtimony Confirmed by good men, how that foule attempter, Got but this morning to the place from whence He dated his forged lines ſix daies paſt, Why may not the corruption ſleep in this, By ſome connivence, as you haue walkt in ours, By too raſh confidence. Ile vndertake That Knight ſhall teach the diuell how to lye. If ſinne were halfe ſo wiſe as impudent, She'de neere ſeek father for an aduocate. Now to act treachery with an angels tong, Since all ours come out, ile bring him in ſtrongly agen, Where is his iniur'd chaſtity? this goodneſſe Whoſe worth no tranſitory prize can equall, This rocke of conſtant, and invinceable vertue That made ſinnes tempeſt weary of his fury. What is my pawne deſtracted? I thinke rather Ther's ſome notable Maiſter-prize of rogary, This drum ſtrikes vp for. Let me fall downe with reuerence Before this bleſſed Altar. This is madneſſe. Marke the end, I ſtand for rogery ſtil, I will not change my ſide, I ſhall be tax'd I know I care not what the blacke houſe thinks of me. What ſay you now? I will not be vnlayed yet. How euer ſenſure flies, I honor ſanctity, That is my obiect I intend no other, I ſaw this glorious and moſt valiant vertue, Fight the moſt noble combat with the diuell. If both the Biſhops had bin there for ſeconds T'ad beene a compleate Diuell. Then thou haſt heard the violence intended? Tis a truth, I ioy to iuſtifie I was an agent On vertues part, and rayſ'd that confuſed noyſe, That ſtarted his attempt and gaue her liberty. Oh 'tis a righteous ſtory ſhe has told (Sir) My life and ſame ſtands mutually ingaged, Both to the truth and goodneſſe of this pawne. Does it appeare to you, yet cleare as the Sun. Laſſe I beleeued it long before 'twas done. Degenerate Baſe, Perfidious. Trayterous pawne What are you al beſides your ſelues? But I remember that pawne.