A New Wonder, A Woman Never Vexed · chunk 42 of 45
Heywood, Thomas / Rowley, William · published 1632 · first performed or written 1611 [1611-1614] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 469 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
I am gone Sir. Come Wife. What's your meaning Sir? Thou shall know that anon. The heavens oft scowl, clouds thicken, winds blow high, Yet the brightest Sun clears all, and so will I. O! welcome is all love, our people's shouts In their heart's language, make our Ben-venues, Most high and sovereign; we return all thanks Unto our loving Citizens, chiefly to you Sir, Whose pious work invites our Majesty to royalize This place with our best presence, accompanied with this Reverend Cardinal; would we might, after many broils, End our days in these religious toils; We would work most faithfully; but bounteous Sir, How do you call your buildings? Unless it please your Majesty to change it, I call it, Domus Dei. The house of God, it is too good to change, pray you proceed. These are my ends to all distressed Christians, Whose travails this way bends the hospital, Shall free succour be, for three days, and three nights Sojourn, for diet, and lodging, both sweet, and Satisfying; and if their need be such, as much in Coin, as shall for three days more defray their Further travail; this unto heaven, be you Testator, good my Liege, and witness with me, noble Gentlemen, most free and faithfully, I dedicate. An honourable work, and deserves large memory. 'Tis a good example, 'tis pity 'tis no better followed. But say Sir, now in some future age, perhaps some two or three hundred year behind us, this place Intended for a use so charitable, should be Unhallowed again, by villainous inhabitants; say whores, In the stead of christians, and your hospitable Tenements, turned into stews; would not this grieve You in your grave? If my grave were capable of grief: sure it would Sir. Prithee be a false Prophet. I will, if I can, my Lord. Let now our Heralds in the streets proclaim, The title, and office, of this hospital; Make known to all distressed travelers, that We'll accept this charitable house, this Domus Dei: Shall be their free sojourn, as is proposed. What are these petitioners? Each hath a knee for duty, the other for petition, Rise, your duty's done, your petitions shall need No knees, so your intents be honest, does None here know them? Yes my good Lord, there's now a wonder in your sight. A wonder, Master Sheriff, you mean for beauty. No my Liege, I would not so boast mine Own wife, but 'tis a wonder that excels beauty. A wonder in a woman; What is't I prithee? Patience my Liege, this is a woman that Was never vexed. You may boast it largely; 'tis a subject's happiness Above a Queen's; Have you suits to us? I am the suppliant plaintiff, royal Henry From me their griefs take their original. What art thou?
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I am gone Sir. Come Wife. What's your meaning Sir? Thou shall know that anon. The heavens oft scowle, clouds thicken, winds blow high, Yet the brightest Sunne cleares all, and so will I. O! welcome is all love, our peoples shouts In their hearts language, make our benvenues, Most high and soveraigne; we returne all thankes Vnto our loving Cittizens, chiefely to you Sir, Whose pious worke invites our Majesty to royallize This place with our best presence, accompanied with this Reverend Cardinall; would we might, after many broyles, End our dayes in these religious toyles; We would worke most faithfully; but bounteous Sir, How doe you call your buildings? Vnlesse it please your Majesty to change it, I call it, Domus Dei. The house of God, it is too good to change, pray you proceede. These are my ends to all distressed Christians, Whose travailes this way bends the hospitall, Shall free souccour be, for three dayes, and three nights Sojourne, for dyet, and lodging, both sweet, and Satisfying; and if their neede be such, as much in Coyne, as shall for three dayes more defray their Futher travaile; this unto heaven, be you Testator, good my Liege, and witnesse with me, noble Gentlemen, most free and faithfully, I dedicate. An honourable worke, and deserves large memory. 'Tis a good example, 'tis pitty 'tis no better followed. But say Sir, now in some future age, perhaps some two or three hundred yeere behinde us, this place Intended for a use so charitable, should bee Vnhallowed agen, by villanous inhabitants; say whores, In the stead of christians, and your hospitable Tenements, turn'd intostewes; would not this grieve You in your grave? If my grave were capableof griefe: sure it would Sir. Prethee be a false Prophet. I will, if I can, my Lord. Let now our Heraulds in the streets proclaime, The title, and office, of this hospitall; Make knowne to all distressed travellors, that We'le accept this charitable house, this Domus Dei: Shall be their free fojourne, as is propos'd. What are these peticioners? Each hath a knee for duty, the other for petition, Rise, your dutie's done, your petitionsshall neede No knees, so your intents be honest, does None here know them? Yes my good Lord, there's now a wonder in your sight. A wonder, Master Sheriffe, you meane for beauty. No my Lege, I would not so boast mine Owne wife, but 'tis a wonder that excels beauty. A wonder in a woman; What is't I prethee? Patience my Leige, this is a woman that Was never vext. You may boast it largely; 'tis a subjects happinesse Above a Qenes; Have you suites to us? I am the suppliant plaintiffe, royall Henry From me their griefes take their originall. What art thou?