Davenant, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Oct 2] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Florence knows me well: I'm called Sciolto, I needs must sing my usher's praise: he made A most discreet election of a man. Your mercy and your kindness (Lady) thus Advance my shape; your pleasure was I should despise your husband's frowns, and I behaved myself with terror masculine: but now We are peculiar and reserved, I know Humility, a soft and quiet garb; A distance that shall well become the state So eminent and rich a beauty claims. Sir, that we do expect, and than you shall o'er take our noble Sense, with newer love. Our husband is a trifle, such as can No way disturb your peace or safety here. Madam, store me with arms and weapons to Resist his personal assault, and I Shall need no more protection than myself. Active and bold! Niente thou hast made A choice out-parallels the world. Madam, See his horse veins: theyare large as Conduit pipes; His Sinews are like Cables. 'las! not mine! 'tis true, that if I like my Opposite, I have a trick te give an easy fall, And stand to't stiffly too when I ha'done— I will assure your Ladyship, the Bawds Give him good report. Do they Niente? He's great with Ladies of all ages, all Degrees. Excuse me Sir, theyare great by me! As how Sir? Madam— They are all with-child! How Signior? Is your appetite so strong? Blame the humorous Planets that o'errule The blood. Ere yet this present Month expires; (Let's see— I,!) Some three and forty Ladies (Or there about) will quicken with male Twins. All of your begetting? So wise Fame sings. I will make bold to gather my first fruits— Stay my pregnant Signior! Our love is not Yet ripe: there is a larger distance too Belongs unto our Lips. How dear Lady? I am too proud to have my favours soon and easily conferred. Such smiles are cheap. I mean to procreate by prescription Sir, Make my lust as physical as my meals. Death, I'm Suitor unto Gallen's widow! Madam, I know it not becomes the high Demeanour of your birth to dance (just like A Kid) to th'music of each wind that blows. Ere you admit of dalliance I should use Some industry of Tongue, and flexure of the pliant joints, to court and woo consent. And can your rudeness covet then where your Safe wit and knowledge warns your abstinence? Only a little t'recreate the Chine— Keep back, if you'll continue life. When I Am pleased to be delighted Sir, I can command the function of your Limbs. Madam! Sister, I come. Throw him to his chamber— Hast no good book, whose comfortable use may fill th'expense of time? What would you read? Any o'th' Moderns. Rabelais i'th' praise of Midwives. Aretine on copulation. Or th'Odes of Theophile unto his whore. My Usher in my closet can appoint Your choice of these.
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Florence knowes me well: I'm call'd Sciolto, I needs muſt ſing my vſhers praiſe: he made A moſt diſcreete election of a man. Your mercie and your kindneſſe (Lady) thus Aduance my ſhape; your pleaſure was I ſhould deſpiſe your husbands frownes, and I behau'd My ſelfe with terrour maſculine: but now We are peculiar and reſeru'd, I know Humilitie, a ſoft and quiet garbe; A diſtance that ſhall well become the ſtate So eminent and rich a beauty claimes. Sir, that we doe expect, and then you ſhall Ore take our noble Senſe, with newer loue. Our husband is a trifle, ſuch as can No way diſturbe your peace or ſafetie heere. Madam, ſtore me with armes and weapons to Reſiſt his perſonall aſſault, and I Shall need no more protection then my ſelfe. Actiue and bold! Niente thou haſt made A choice out-parallels the world. Madam, See his horſe vaines: th'are large as Conduit pipes; His Sinnews are like Cables. Las! not mine! Tis true, that if I like my Oppoſite, I haue a tricke te giue an eaſie fall, And ſtand to't ſtifly too when I ha'done— I will aſſure your Ladiſhip, the Bawdes Giue him good report. Doe they Niente? He's great with Ladies of all ages, all Degrees. Excuſe me Sir, th'are great by me! As how Sir? Madam—They are all wi'child! How Signior? Is your appetite ſo ſtrong? Blame the humorous Planets that orerule The blood. Ere yet this preſent Month expires; (Let's ſee—I,!) Some three and forty Ladies (Or there about) will quicken with male Twinnes. All of your begetting? So wiſe Fame ſings. I will make bold to gather my firſt fruits— Stay my pregnant Signior! Our loue is not Yet ripe: there is a larger diſtance too Belongs vnto our Lips. How deare Lady? I am too proud to haue my fauours ſoone and eaſilie conferr'd. Such ſmiles are cheape. I meane to procreate by preſcription Sir, Make my luſt as phyſicall as my meales. Death, I'm Sutor vnto Gallens widdow! Madam, I know it not becomes the high Demeanure of your birth to dance (iuſt like A Kid) to th'muſicke of each wind that blowes. Ere you admit of dalliance I ſhould vſe Some induſtry of Tongue, and flexure of the pliant Ioints, to court and wooe conſent. And can your rudeneſſe couet then where your Safe wit and knowledge warnes your abſtinence? Only a little t'recreate the Chine— Keepe backe, if you'le continue life. When I Am pleaſd to be delighted Sir, I can command the function of your Limmes. Madam! Siſter, I come. Throw him to his chamber— Haſt no good booke, whoſe comfortable vſe may fill th'expence of time? What would you read? Any o'th Moderns. Rablays i'th praiſe of Midwiues. Aretine on copulation. Or th'Odes of Theophile vnto his whore. My Vſher in my cloſet can appoint Your choice of theſe.