Jonson, Ben · published 1631 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jan 19] (Annals) comedy · King's Men 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.
O but the censure, madame, is the main, What will they say of you? or judge of me? To be translated thus, 'bove all the bound Of fitness, or decorum? How, now! Pru! Turned fool upo'the sudden, and talk idly I'thy best clothes! shoot bolts, and sentences T'affright babies with? as if I lived To any other scale than what's my own? Or sought myself, without myself, from home? Your Ladyship will pardon me, my fault, If I have overshot, I'll shoot no more. Yes shoot again, good Pru, I'll ha' thee shoot, And aim, and hit: I know 'tis love in thee, And so I do interpret it. Then madame, I'd crave a farther leave. Be it to licence, It sha'not want an ear, Pru, Say, what is it? A toy I have, to raise a little mirth, To the design in hand. Out with it Pru. If it but chime of mirth. Mine host has, madame, A pretty boy i'the house, a dainty child, His son, and is o'your ladyship's name too, Frances, Whom if your Ladyship would borrow of him, And give me leave to dress him, as I would, Should make the finest Lady, and kinswoman, To keep you company, and deceive my Lords, upo'the matter, with a fountain o'sport. I apprehend thee, and the source of mirth That it may breed, but is he bold enough, The child? and well assured? As I am, madame, Have him in no suspicion, more than me: Here comes mine host: will you but please to ask him, Or let me make the motion? Which thou wilt, Pru. Your Ladyship, and all your train are welcome. I thank my hearty host. So is your sovereignty, madam, I wish you joy o'your new gown. It should ha'been, my host, but Stuff, our tailor Has broke with us, you shall be o'the counsel. He will deserve it, madame, my Lady has heard You have a pretty son, mine host, she'd see him. I very fain, I pray thee let me see him, host. Your Ladyship shall presently, Bid Frank come hither, anon, unto my Lady, It is a bashful child, homely brought up, In a rude hostelry. But the light Heart Is his fathers, and it may be his. Here he comes. Frank salute my Lady. I do. What, madame, I am defined to do, by my birth right, As heir of the light Heart, bid you most welcome. And I believe your most, my pretty boy, Being so emphased, by you. Your Ladyship, If you believe it such, are sure to make it. Prettily answered! Is your name Francis? Yes madame. I love mine own the better. If I knew yours, I should make haste to do so too, good madame. It is the same with yours. Mine then acknowledgeth The lustre it receives, by being named, after. You will win upon me in compliment.
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O but the censure, madame, is the maine, What will they say of you? or iudge of me? To be translated thus, 'boue all the bound Of fitnesse, or decorum? How, now! Pru! Turn'd foole vpo'the suddaine, and talke idly I'thy best cloathes! shoot bolts, and sentences T'affright babies with? as if I liu'd To any other scale then what's my owne? Or sought my selfe, without my selfe, from home? Your Ladyship will pardon me, my fault, If I haue ouer-shot, I'le shoote no more. Yes shoot againe, good Pru, Ile ha' thee shoot, And aime, and hit: I know 'tis loue in thee, And so I doe interpret it. Then madame, Il'd craue a farther leaue. Be it to licence, It sha'not want an eare, Pru, Say, what is it? A toy I haue, to raise a little mirth, To the designe in hand. Out with it Pru. If it but chime of mirth. Mine host has, madame, A pretty boy i'the house, a deinty child, His sonne, and is o'your Ladiships name too, Frances, Whom if your Ladiship would borrow of him, And giue me leaue to dresse him, as I would, Should make the finest Lady, and kins-woman, To keepe you company, and deceiue my Lords, Vpo'the matter, with a fountaine o'sport. I apprehend thee, and the source of mirth That it may bred, but is he bold enough, The child? and well assur'd? As I am, madame, Haue him in no suspicion, more then me: Here comes mine host: will you but please to aske him, Or let me make the motion? Which thou wilt, Pr Your Ladiship, and all your traine are welcome. I thank my hearty host. So is your souerainty, Madame, I wish you ioy o'your new gowne. It should ha'bin, my host, but Stuffe, our Taylor Has broke with vs, you shall be o'the counsell. He will deserue it, madame, my Lady has heard You haue a pretty sonne, mine host, she'ld see him. I very faine, I pr'y thee let me see him, host. Your Ladiship shall presently, Bid Franke come hither, anone, vnto my Lady, It is a bashfull child, homely brought vp, In a rude hostelry. But the light Heart Is his fathers, and it may be his. Here he comes. Frank salute my Lady. I doe. What, madame, I am desin'd to doe, by my birth right, As heire of the light Heart, bid you most welcome. And I beleeue your most, my prettie boy, Being so emphased, by you. Your Ladiship, If you beleeue it such, are sure to make it. Pretily answer'd! Is your name Francis? Yes madame. I loue mine own the better. If I knew yours, I should make haste to doe so too, good madame. It is the same with yours. Mine then acknowledgeth The lustre it receiues, by being nam'd, after. You will win vpon me in complement.