The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 58 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T1 Death, grief and revenge · 494 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T1: death, life, dead, die, blood, revenge, soul, father, heart, heaven.
You can not choose (Lady) but know a young Gentleman in this City, nobly descended, whose name is Calisto. Enough, enough; No more (good old woman;) Not a word, not a word more, I would advise you. Is this the sick patient, for whom thou hast made so many prefaces to come to thy purpose? For what, or whom cam'st thou hither? Cam'st thou to seek thy death? Know'st thou for whom (thou bearded Impudent) thou hast trodden these dangerous steps? What ails this wicked one, that thou pleadest for him with such passion? He is fool-sick, is he not? Is he in his wits, I trow? What wouldst thou have thought, if thou shouldst have found me without some suspicion and jealousy of this fool? What a wind-lace hast thou fetched, with what words hast thou come upon me? I see it is not said in vain; That the most hurtful member in a man, or woman, is the tongue. I will have thee burned, thou false Witch, thou enemy to honesty, thou Causeress of secret errors; Fie upon thee Filth; Lucrecia, out of my sight with her, send her packing; away with her I pray, she makes me ready to swoon: ay me, I faint, I die; she hath not left me one drop of blood in my body. But I well deserve this, and more, for giving ear to such a paltry housewife as she is. Believe me, were it not, that I regarded mine honour, and that I am unwilling to publish to the world his presumptuous audaciousness and boldness, I would so handle thee (thou accursed Hag) that thy discourse, and thy life, should have ended both together. In an ill hour came I hither. If my spells and conjuration fail me. Go to, go to; I wot well enough to whom I speak. This poor Gentleman, this your brother, is at the point of death, and ready to die. Darest thou yet speak before me? and mutter words between thy teeth, for to augment my anger, & double thy punishment? Wouldst thou have me soil mine honour, for to give life to a fool, to a mad man? Shall I make myself sad, to make him merry? Wouldst thou thrive by my loss? And reap profit by my perdition? And receive remuneration by my error? Wouldst thou have me overthrow, and ruin my father's house and honour, for to raise that of such an old rotten Bawd as thou art? Dost thou think, I do not perceive thy drift? That I do not track thee step by step? Or that I understand not thy damnable errand? But I assure thee, the reward that thou shalt get thereby, shall be no other, save (that I may take from thee all occasion of farther offending heaven) to give an end to thy evil days. Tell me (Traitor as thou art) how didst thou dare to proceed so far with me?
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You can not choose (Lady) but know a young Gentleman in this City, nobly descended, whose name is Calisto. Inough, inough; No more (good old woman;) Not a word, not a word more, I would aduise you. Is this the sicke patient, for whom thou hast made so many prefaces to come to thy purpose? For what, or whom cam'st thou hither? Cam'st thou to seeke thy death? Know'st thou for whom (thou bearded Impudent) thou hast troden these dangerous steps? What ayles this wicked one, that thou pleadest for him with such passion? He is foolesicke, is hee not? Is hee in his wits, I trow? What would'st thou haue thought, if thou should'st haue found me without some suspicion and iealousie of this foole? What a wind-lace hast thou fetcht, with what words hast thou come vpon me? I see it is not said in vaine; That the most hurtfull member in a man, or woman, is the tongue. I will haue thee burned, thou false Witch, thou enemy to honesty, thou Causeresse of secret errors; Fie vpon thee Filth; Lucrecia, out of my sight with her, send her packing; away with her I pray, she makes me ready to swound: ay me, I faint, I dye; she hath not left me one drop of bloud in my body. But I well deserue this, and more, for giving eare to such a paltry huswife as shee is. Beleeue me, were it not, that I regarded mine honour, and that I am vnwilling to publish to the world his presumptuous audaciousnesse and boldnesse, I would so handle thee (thou accursed Hagge) that thy discourse, and thy life, should haue ended both together. In an ill houre came I hither. If my spels and coniuration faile mee. Goe to, goe to; I wot well inough to whom I speake. This poore Gentleman, this your brother, is at the poynt of death, and ready to dye. Darest thou yet speake before mee? and mutter words between thy teeth, for to augment my anger, & double thy punishment? Wouldst thou haue me soyle mine honour, for to giue life to a foole, to a mad man? Shall I make my selfe sad, to make him merry? Wouldst thou thriue by my losse? And reape profit by my perdition? And receiue remuneration by my error? Wouldst thou haue me ouerthrow, and ruine my fathers house and honour, for to raise that of such an old rotten Bawd as thou art? Dost thou thinke, I doe not perceiue thy drift? That I doe not track thee step by step? Or that I vnderstand not thy damnable errand? But I assure thee, the reward that thou shalt get thereby, shall be no other, saue (that I may take from thee all occasion of farther offending heauen) to giue an end to thy euill dayes. Tell me (Traitor as thou art) how didst thou dare to proceed so farre with mee?