Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T9: play, stage, poet, prologue, author, wit, plays, muse, scene, players.
If I be made fore-woman of your jury, You shall be doomed by justice, not by fury. We Mus● envy no man, Much less will wrong a woman. we shall not need to trouble you noble Clio▪ nor you sweet Euterpe. This search is only of her upper garment. Lauriger lift up her vail. Come, I must love, and court thee now. O ugly a filthy fish's tail. Pull off her head of yellow locks. O black bristles. O nasty Vermin! This seeming glozing Nymph is nothing else, but an ugly sea▪ Monster. She is damned to return to the sea, and there to be tossed, and doused, together with Scylla, that monstrous shame of nature. But, before you kick her out, let her take a message to carry to Dame Hedone, if ere they meet again. That is, that Hedone shall ever unseparably be manacled to Lupe. O just doom, that pleasure shall be always fettered to pain. Which also this false Siren proves. first, a face seeming fair to meet with: but if you further go, turpem desinit in piscem mulus formosa superne. Out with her. I will have one kick more at her for inveigling me: Out Bitch.— Exit Siren. On Praco. Who is next? The next is Ludio. Appear Ludio Gamester. Vous bavez Ludio. Here appears poor bankrupt Ludio. I have suffered losses by misfortune. What misfortune? fire? or thieves? ay sir. thieves, they have robbed me of all my brass coin, and unbound paper books. I must set up with a new stock. The rogue means his cards and counters. Thou bold else, that canst not at thy trial for get thy play. Apollo fits thee with a doom, that thou shalt play uncessantly. I'm glad of that A perpetual playday. And thou shalt ●ue fifty playfellows. So much good company do the better. They are the fifty daughters of Danaus; whose play is still to fetch and fetch water in a sieve. Thou must play still at dice. At dice? that's well▪ I'll cheat all those fifty wenches. But thus. Thy dice thou must put into a bottomless box. So, when thou throwest, they fall to the ground: and thou must take them up: they fall again, thou stoopest again. This is the Mill bothering, wherein thou must run ●und eternally. He that would find Lu●, must seek him at the sign of the Labour in vale. O would I had studied when I played▪ rather than thus to play at lost labour eternally. Mistress Indulgence 〈◊〉. Blind fortune hath quit her of that; but she is true to her name Indulgence. Mistress Indulgence Gingle. Spinster. All the wool and flax, that ever she spun, I will eat and fear no choking. Doth she not appear? She scoured away in her Coach with her son, and said she would dwell no longer in Thessaly, if her sons best instructor be not suffered here. And as she fled, her Coach overturned.
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If I be made fore-woman of your iury, You shall be doom'd by iustice, not by fury. We Mus enuy no man, Much lesse will wrong a woman. Wee shall not need to trouble you noble Clio▪ nor you sweet Euterpe. This search is onely of her vpper garment. I auriger lift vp er vale. Come, I must loue, and court thee now. O vgly a filthy fies taile. Pull off her head of yallow lockes. O blacke bstles. O nasty Vermine! This seeming glosing Nimph is nothing else, but an vgly sea▪ Monster. She is dam'd to returne to the sea, and there to be tossed, and dossed, together with Sylla, that monstrous shame of nature. But, before you icke her out, let her take a message to carry to Dame Hede, if ere they meete againe. That is, that Hedone shall euer vnseparably bee manacled to Lupe. O iust dome, that pleasure shall bee alwaies to paine. Which also this false Siren prooues. irst, a face seeing faire to meet with: but if you further goe, turpem in pisc mul formos superne. Out with her. I will haue one kick more at her for inueigling me: Out Bitch.—Exit Siren. On Prco. Who is next? The next is Ludio. Appeare Ludio Gamester. Vous buez Ludi. Here appeares poore banckrout Ludio. I hau suffered losses by misfotune. What misfortune? fire? or theeues? I sir. Theeues, they haue rob'd mee of all my brass coine, and vnbound paper bookes. I must set vp with a new stocke. The meanes his cards and counters. Thou bold else, that canst ot at thy triall for get thy play. Apollo fit thee with a doome, that thou shalt ply vncessantly. I'me glad of that A play-day. And thou shlt ue fifty . So much good company doe the btter. They are the fity daughtes of ; whose play is still to fetch and fetch water in a sieue. Thou must play still at dice. At dice? that's well▪ Ie chete all those fifty wenches. But thus. Thy dice must put into a bottomlesse boxe. So, when throwest, they fall to the ground: and thou must tke them vp: they fall againe, thou againe. Thi the Mll hering, wherein thou must und eternally. He that would finde Lu, must seeke im at the signe of the Labour in vae. O would I had sdied when I played▪ rather then thus to play at lost labour . Mistresse Indience . Blinde fortune hth quit he o that; but shee i true to her name . Mistresse Ginle. Spister. All the wooll and flxe, tat she spunne, I will eate and feare no choaking. Doth she not appeare? She scowred awa in her Coach with her sonne, and said she would dwell no longer in Thessly, i her sones best instructor be not suffered here. And a she fled, her Coach ouened.