Davenant, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jan 12] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
What, repent! I prithee sweet Duarte Wrong not Divinity so much: waste not A virtue, that would more profit others: And to suppose that the Lady was ravished, Is an heresy, which my Soul must ne'er Be guilty of. Do not I know Women Are a kind of soft wax, that will receive Any impression? And do not I know: there is difference In workmen as in wax. Hard wax (when cold) Accepts of no impression. By coldness I in far chastity: for chastity Is cold, But those workmen are harder far Than that hard wax. And 'tis hardest of all To find those workmen: unless by Russia Where the people freeze, till they spit snow. Come, Kiss me Chuck. Again, once more— A precious Satirist! This surly Dog, inveighs 'gainst lechery in others, 'cause He would engross all Women to himself. Your greatest Thieves, are commonly begot When Parents do their lechery by stealth. Men get Cowards, when frighted in the Act. And by such vulgar consequence: 'tis now A proper time to beget a Pander. One, that may hereafter do other men The same office: which we do the Duke now. Come. Shall we, in and try? You presume much, on an easy nature; And how extravagant you are abroad; I am not so unkind to question. Faith Wench: I've some interest in every Child That plays i'th' street, The Duke's come down. Go, go, Give your Lady a caudle: and let me hear How she likes her new Bedfellow. I'll meet His Grace two hours hence: when he hath dismissed Those thoughts, which still succeed unlawful lust. O damned villainy: Is this th'imployment That doth make ye proud? I will haunt ye still, To strengthen my intelligence. O silly, weak evasion! being dark, I creep within my Cloak. 't is modesty In sin to practise every disguise To hide it from the World. But Creatures free from guilt Affect the Sun, and hate the dark; because It hides their innocence. O traitor Lust. That leads us with encouragement to fight, And when we have discharged our Veins for thee, W'are besieged with thoughts, that more perplex us Then the former. For then we did complain Of strength; but now of weakness more. Away, away. 'tis time that I were gone: The modest Morn doth blush i'th' East, as if Ashamed to see so foul a Ravisher. So swift of foot! I must overtake ye. How now! the World is wide enough: wherefore Dost thou jostle me? Cry mercy Signior: the day's blear Eyed yet, And my own haste made me unmannerly. Signior Dorido is it you? 'tis much To see you appear before the Sun. Faith Signior; the Count being out o' Town I thought forest would have more leisure To peruse my new Suit. He's early up; Which caused my vigilance. Why Signior use a means more absolute; It is true, Foreste does all: but how? As th'instrument governed i'th' workman's hand. Instruct me with conveniency of time, And I will work the Duke in thy behalf.
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What, repent! I prethee ſweete Duarte Wrong not Diuinitie ſo much: waſte not A virtue, that would more profit others: And to ſuppoſe that the Lady was rauiſh'd, Is an hereſie, which my Soule muſt nere Be guilty of. Doe not I know Women Are a kinde of ſoft waxe, that will receaue Any impreſsion? And doe not I know: there is difference In workemen as in wax. Hard wax (when cold) Accepts of no impreſsion. By coldneſſe I in ferre chaſtitie: for chaſtitie Is colde, But thoſe workemen are harder farre Then that hard waxe. And t'is hardeſt of all To finde thoſe workemen: vnleſſe by Ruſsia Where the people freeze, till they ſpit ſnow. Come, Kiſſe me Chuck. Agen, once more— A precious Satyriſt! This ſurly Dog, Inueyes 'gainſt lechery in others, 'cauſe He would engroſſe all Women to himſelfe. Your greateſt Thieues, are commonly begot When Parents doe their leachery by ſtealth. Men get Cowards, when frighted in the Act. And by ſuch vulgar conſequence: t'is now A proper time to beget a Pander. One, that may hereafter doe other men The ſame office: which we doe the Duke now. Come. Shall we, in and try? You preſume much, on an eaſie nature; And how extrauagant you are abroad; I am not ſo vnkind to queſtion. Faith Wench: I've ſome intereſt in euery Childe That playsi'th' ſtreete, The Dukes come down. Go, go, Giue your Lady a Cawdle: and let me heare How ſhe likes her new Bedfellow. I'le meete His Grace two houres hence: when he hath diſmiſs'd Thoſe thoughts, which ſtill ſucceed vnlawfull luſt. O damn'd villany: Is this th'imployment That doth make ye proude? I will haunt ye ſtill, To ſtrengthen my intelligence. O ſilly, weake euaſion! being darke, I creepe within my Cloke. T' is modeſty In ſinne to practiſe euery diſguiſe To hide it from the World. But Creatures free from guilt Affect the Sunne, and hate the darke; becauſe It hides their innocence. O traytour Luſt. That leades vs with encouragement to fight, And when we haue diſcharg'd our Vaines for thee, W'are beſieg'd with thoughts, that more perplex vs Then the former. For then we did complaine Of ſtrength; but now of weakneſſe more. Away, way. T'is time that I were gone: The modeſt Morne doth bluſh i'th' Eaſt, as if Aſham'd to ſee ſo fowle a Rauiſher. So ſwift of foote! I muſt ouertake ye. How now! the World is wide enough: wherefore Doſt thou ioſtle me? Cry mercy Signior: the day's bleare Eie'd yet, And my owne haſt made me vnmannerly. Sigior Dorido is it you? Tis much To ſee you appeare before the Sunne. Faith Signior; the Count being out o' Towne I though Foreſte would haue more leaſure To peruſe my new Sute. He's early vp; Which caus'd my vigilance. Why Signior vſe a meanes more abſolute; It is true, Foreſte does all: but how? As th'inſtrument gouern'd i'th' workemans hand. Inſtruct me with conueniency of time, And I will worke the Duke in thy behalfe.