The School of Compliment (Love Tricks) · chunk 10 of 44
Shirley, James · published 1631 · first performed or written 1625 [licensed for stage, Feb 11] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
Thou shalt do much with me, sir, I am content for her sake whom I love, to be acquainted with you, wilt borrow any money? for so do all that begin their acquaintance with me, 'tis the fashion, he is a coward, is he not? here: nay, and you scorn my money, I scorn your acquaintance. Pray for my sake. Why, he will borrow no money of me, I had never such a trick put upon me, since I knew what acquaintance was: I'm sure there have been forty acquainted with me, since I came to Town, and not one had not so little breeding, to let me ask 'em the question, we could no sooner shake hands, but the other was in my pocket: It may be 'tis his modesty. Sir, this is my Love Hilaria, and if you will not borrow money of me, by this hand, there lies my sword, he is a coward. It appears. Hilaria is my Mistress, and if any man dare be so venturous, as to blast her reputation with a foul breath, he shall breathe his last. 'Tis very sure, he shall not be immortal. Or if you shall offer in my presence to defile her lip, or touch her hand, or kiss but the neither part of her vesture, you had better kiss her in another place; nay do but blow on her. You forget yourself, this is my friend. Or wink at her, or speak to her, or make signs, or think on her to my face, and you had better keep your thoughts to yourself: now to conclude, and if you be aggrieved, my name is Bubulcus, and you lie. And you lie there ah ground: why should not I knock his brains out with his own hilts, or stake him to the ground, like a man that had hanged himself? Sirrah clothes, Rat of Nilus' fiction, monster, golden Calf, oh, I would kick thee till thou hast no more brains, than thy cousin Woodcock: I will not dishonour myself to kill thee, half a dozen kicks will be as good as a house of correction, out you Monkey. Oh, that I could run thee thorough body and soul, I will challenge thee, a pox on your toes, would I had the paring of your nails, were you dumb so long for this? Hence. Who looked for you? when will you be here again? look for a challenge, the time may come, when I will beat thee. Has thy father left a multitude of men, to make choice of this piece of folly to be thy husband? oh, the blindness of a covetous wretched father, that is led only by the ears, and in love with sounds! Nature had done well to have thrust him into the world without an eye, that like a Mole is so affected to base earth, and there means to dig for Paradise: but come, Hilaria. Fathers their children, and themselves abuse, That wealth a husband for their daughter choose.
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Thou shalt doe much with me, sir, I am content for her sake whom I loue, to bee acquainted with you, wo't borrow any money? for so doe all that begin their acquaintance with me, 'tis the fashion, he is a coward, is he not? here: nay, and you scorne my money, I scorne your acquaintance. Pray for my sake. Why, he will borrow no money of mee, I had neuer such a tricke put vpon me, since I knew what acquaintance was: Ime sure there haue beene forty acquainted with me, since I came to Towne, and not one had not so little breeding, to let me aske 'em the question, wee could no sooner shake hands, but the other was in my pocket: It may be 'tis his modesty. Sir, this is my Loue Hilaria, and if you will not borrow money of me, by this hand, there lyes my sword, he is a coward. It appeares. Hilaria is my Mistresse, and if any man dare be so venturous, as to blast her reputation with a foule breath, he shall breathe his last. 'Tis very sure, he shall not be immortall. Or if you shall offer in my presence to defile her lip, or touch her hand, or kisse but the nether part of her vesture, you had better kisse her in another place; nay doe but blow on her. You forget your selfe, this is my friend. Or winke at her, or speake to her, or make signes, or thinke on her to my face, and you had better keepe your thoughts to your selfe: now to conclude, and if you bee agrieu'd, my name is Bubulcus, and you lye. And you lye there ath ground: why should not I knocke his braines out with his owne hilts, or stake him to the ground, like a man that had hang'd himselfe? Sirra clothes, Rat of Nilus fiction, monster, golden Calfe, oh, I would kicke thee till thou hast no more braines, then thy cousin Woodcocke: I will not dishonour my selfe to kill thee, halfe a dozen kickes will be as good as a house of correction, out you Monkey. Oh, that I could run thee thorow body and soule, I will challenge thee, a pox on your toes, would I had the paring of your nayles, were you dumbe so long for this? Hence. Who look't for you? when will you be here agen? looke for a challenge, the time may come, when I will beate thee. Has thy father left a multitude of men, to make choice of this peece of folly to be thy husband? oh, the blindnesse of a couetous wretched father, that is led onely by the eares, and in loue with sounds! Nature had done wel to haue thrust him into the world without an eye, that like a Mole is so affected to base earth, and there meanes to dig for Paradise: but come, Hilaria. Fathers their children, and themselues abuse, That wealth a husband for their daughter chuse.