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 · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Lass, they were all conveyed Last night by water-gate, to a tailor's house: A friend of Black house. A prepared Hypocrite. Premeditated turncoat. Yes, rail on, I'll reach you in my writings when I'm gone. Flatter him a while with honours till we put him Upon some dangerous service, and then burn him. This came unlooked for. How we rejoice to see you. Now i'll discover all the white house to you. Indeed that will both reconcile and praise you. I rest upon you knight for my advancement. Oh for the staff, the strong staff that will hold And the red hat fit for the guilty measure, Into the empty bag, know the first way, Pawns that are lost, are ever out of play. How's this? No replication you know me, No doubt ere long you'll have more company. The bagge is big enough t'wil hold va I sue to thee, prithee be one of us Let my love win thee, thou hast done truth this day, And yesterday my honour noble service. The best Pawn of our house, could transcend it not. My pity stands with zeal especially, When I foresaw your marriage, than I amounted. How? marriage? That contaminating Art, Would have spoilt all our fortunes a rape God bless us. Thou talk'st of marriage. Yes, yes, you do marry, I saw the man. The man. An absolute handsome Gentleman, a complete one, You'd say so when you see him, heir to the three red hats, Besides his general hopes in the black house. Sure thou art mistaken, for this man I have promised single life to all my affections. Promise you what you will, or I, or all's one, There's fate rules us, and over rules us all methinks. How came you to see or know this mystery. A Magical glass I bought of an Egyptian, Whose stone retains that speculative virtue, Presented the man to me, your name brings him As often as I use it, and methinks I never have enough person and postures: Are all so pleasing. This is wondrous strange, The faculties of soul are still the same, I cannot feel one motion tend that way. We do not always seek, the faith we live by, Nor ever see our growth, yet both work▪ upward. It was well applied, but may I see him too. Surely you may without all doubt or fear, Observing the right use as I was taught it, Not looking back, nor questioning the spectre. That's no hard observation, trust it With me, is't possible, I long to see this man. Pray follow me then, And I'll case you instantly. I would so fain take one of these white pawns now. I'd make him do all under drudgery, Feed him with ashes, milk, crumbed with goat's cheese; And all the white meats can be devised for him, So make him my white jennet when I prance it, After the black knight's litter.
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Laſſe, they were all conueyed Laſt night by water-gate, to a Taylors houſe: A friend of Blacke houſe. A prepared Hypocrite. Premeditated tuene-coate. Yes, rayle on, Ile reach you in my writings when I'me gone. Flatter him a while with honors til we put him Vpon ſome dangerous ſeruice, and then burne him▪ This came vnlookt for. How wee reioyce to ſee you. Now ile diſcouer all the white houſe to you. Indeed that will both reconcile and prayſe you. I reſt vpon you knight for my aduancement. Oh for the ſtaffe, the ſtrong ſtaffe that wil hold And the red hat fit for the guilty mazure, Into the empty bagge, know the firſt way, Pawnes that are loſt, are euer out of play. How's this? No replication you know me, No doubt e're long you'le haue more company. The bagge is big enough t'wil hold va I ſue to thee, prethee be one of vs Let my loue winne thee, thou haſt done truth this day, And yeſterday my honor noble ſeruice. The beſt Pawne of our houſe, could tranſcend it not. My pitty ſtands with zeale eſpecially, When I foreſaw your marriage, then I amounted. How? marriage? That contaminating Art, Would haue ſpoild al our fortunes a rape God bleſſe vs. Thou talkſt of marriage. Yes, yes, you do marry, I ſaw the man. The man. An abſolute handſome Gentleman, a compleat one, You'de ſay ſo when you ſee him, heire to the three red hats, Beſides his generall hopes in the blacke houſe. Sure thou art miſtaken, for this man I haue promiſt ſingle life to all my affections. Promiſe you what you will, or I, or all's one, There's fate rules vs, and ouer rules vs all me thinkes. How came you to ſee or know this miſtery. A Magicall glaſſe I bought of an Egyptian, Whoſe ſtone retaines that ſpeculatiue vertue, Preſented the man to me, your name brings him As often as I vſe it, and me thinkes I neuer haue enough perſon and poſtures: Are all ſo pleaſing. This is wondrous ſtrange, The faculties of ſoule are ſtill the ſame, I cannot feele one motion tend that way. We do not alwayes ſeeke, the faith we liue by, Nor euer ſee our growth, yet both worke▪ vpward. It was well applied, but may I ſee him too. Surely you may without all doubt or feare, Obſeruing the right vſe as I was taught it, Not looking backe, nor queſtioning the ſpecter. That's no hard obſeruation, truſt it With me, is't poſſible, I long to ſee this man. Pray follow me then, And Ile caſe you inſtantly. I would ſo faine take one of theſe white pawnes now. I'de make him do all vnder drudgery, Feede him with aſhes, milke, cromb'd with Goates cheeſe; And all the white meates can be deuiſed for him, So make him my white Iennet when I prance it, After the blacke Knights litter.