The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina) · chunk 192 of 205
Mabbe, James / Rojas, Fernando de · published 1631 · first performed or written 1631 (Annals) tragicomedy; literary play unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 467 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
My head aches with hearing; and yet their tongues ache not with talking, nor their arms with coling, nor their lips with kissing. Sure, they will make me gnaw the finger of my glove all to pieces. O my dear Mistress! I could wish it would never be day, that I might still enjoy that sweet happiness, and fullness of content, which my senses receive in the noble conversing with this thy delicate, and dainty sweet Self. Sir, it is I that enjoy this happiness, this fullness of content. If anybody gain by it, it is I; and I must acknowledge myself most infinitely beholding unto you, that you would vouchsafe to visit me in so kind and loving a manner, as no thanks are able to requite so great a favour. Out, you Ruffianly Rascals; come ye to fright those that fear you not? Had I been ware of your coming, or had you stayed any longer, I would have sent some of you packing, and have given you somewhat that should have stuck by your Out, you Rogues. madam, this is Sosia's voice; suffer me to go and see, that they do not kill him, for there is nobody with him but a little Page that came with me. Give me my cloak quickly, it lies under you. O unfortunate that I am! I pray do not go without your cuirasses. If you love me, come back; I will help to arm you myself. That (Mistress) which a sword, a cloak, and a good heart cannot do, can never be effected by cuirass, Cask or Cowardice. Yea? are you come again? I shall be with you to bring by and by; you come for wool, do you? But if you stay a little longer, I shall send you home without a fleece, I shall plume you, I shall, you Rascals. Lady, if you love me, let me go. The ladder stands ready for me. O miserable me! Why dost thou go so furiously, and so fast? and all disarmed as thou art, to hazard thy life amongst thou know'st not whom? Lucrecia, come hither quickly; for Calisto is gone to thrust himself into a quarrel. Let us take his cuirasses, and throw them over the wall; for he hath left them here behind him. Stay, Sir, do not come down. They are gone; it is nobody but lame Thraso, and a company of other Rogues with him, that made a noise as they passed by: And Sosia is come back again. Take heed, Sir, hold fast by the ladder, for fear lest you fall. Oh, oh. Look upon me. Ay me! I am a dead man: oh. Come hither quickly, Sosia; for our unfortunate Master is fall'n from the ladder, and neither speaks nor wags.
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My head akes with hearing; and yet their tongues ake not with talking, nor their armes with colling, nor their lips with kissing. Sure, they will make mee gnaw the finger of my gloue all to pieces. O my deare Mistresse! I could wish it would neuer be day, that I might still inioy that sweet happinesse, and fulnesse of content, which my senses receiue in the noble conuersing with this thy delicate, and dainty sweete Selfe. Sir, it is I that inioy this happinesse, this fulnesse of content. If any body gaine by it, it is I; and I must acknowledge my selfe most infinitly beholding vnto you, that you would vouchsafe to visit mee in so kinde and louing a manner, as no thankes are able to requite so great a fauour. Out, you Ruffianly Rascals; come yee to fright those that feare you not? Had I bin ware of your comming, or had you staid any longer, I would haue sent some of you packing, and haue giuen you somewhat that should haue stuck by you Out, you Rogues. Madame, this is Sosia's voyce; suffer mee to goe and see, that they doe not kill him, for there is no body with him but a little Page that came with me. Giue me my cloake quickly, it lies vnder you. O vnfortunate that I am! I pray do not go without your Curaces. If you loue me, come back; I wil help to arme you my selfe. That (Mistresse) which a sword, a cloak, and a good heart cannot doe, can neuer be effected by Curace, Caske or Cowardice. Yea? are you come againe? I shall be with you to bring by and by; you come for wooll, doe you? But if you stay a little longer, I shall send you home without a fleece, I shall plume you, I shall, you Rascals. Lady, if you loue mee, let mee goe. The ladder stands ready for mee. O miserable mee! Why dost thou goe so furiously, and so fast? and all disarmed as thou art, to hazard thy life among'st thou know'st not whom? Lucrecia, come hither quickly; for Calisto is gone to thrust himselfe into a quarrell. Let vs take his Curaces, and throw them ouer the wall; for he hath left them heere behinde him. Stay, Sir, doe not come downe. They are gone; it is no body but lame Thraso, and a company of other Rogues with him, that made a noyse as they past by: And Sosia is come backe againe. Take heed, Sir, hold fast by the ladder, for feare lest you fall. Oh, oh. Looke vpon me. Ay me! I am a dead man: oh. Come hither quickly, Sosia; for our vnfortunate Master is falne from the ladder, and neither speakes nor wagges.