Brome, Richard · published 1632 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jul 29] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Sweet heart, can you dissemble your sorrow with a Song, to pass a little time? I'll down and sift out the subtlety of this deceit. There is no government under the Sun, like the politic government of a Bawdy-house. You say my Love is but a Man. But I can find more odds. Twixt him and others than I can, find between him and Gods. H has in's eye such Majesty. His shape is so divine. That were I Owner of the world. He only should be mine. Sweet prologue to the ensuing Interlude Dost hear me honest fellow? was this the Parties voice? Only hers upon my sincerity sir. Excellent! She has raised my desire above her notes. Why am I thus ravished, and yet delayed? Sir, for that my Mistress craves your Pardon. 'tis not her neglect, that works upon your patience; But the necessity to rid a troublesome Lord or two out of the house, before the Party can appear to you. But please you to obscure yourself in this dark Closet, while I convey them hence, and then, instantly, the top Gallant of pleasure shall crown your mainmast, she says. O how her wit and care revives me! From hence forth she is my Bawd for ever. My discretion! But are they wholesome Lords Sirrah? 'tis no matter for any thing they did here sir, I warrant you. In quickly pray sir. Must I be locked in? You cannot be safe else sir. The politic government of this little common wealth! Indeed Lady, I am so far from being in any plot herein, that I protest it was merely by his outside, and that in the doubtful light of the Evening, that I could guess 'twas he. And had he been denied, I had gone well satisfied, it had been some other man. Which if it prove, and so his name be abused— Or if it be he indeed, though hitherto my most respected Cosen, that offers such an outrage, as you deliver it to be: I am so much a friend to honesty, that let me but see the man or beast, I'll do the fair office of a Gentleman to right you. Indeed Lady I will. You profess nobly sir. First will it please you, see this Gentlewoman; so much the servant of your Kinsman? What she is I have told you. Only I present her to your judgement, whether her outward seeming may deserve such scorn? Alas fair Lady, would they injure you? Yea faith, and scorn me too sir. Ill betide them. But and you do me help, and my sir Philip love me, God reward you. And has your youth and beauty placed your love on him? Good death sir, I may not say how well I love him: But were I one of near ●a mickle, heest e'en have all. And yet he loves me not. Indeed 'tis pitiful. Weep not sweet Lady. He shall love ye. Now God's benison light o'ye for it.
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Sweet heart, can you dissemble your sorrow with a Song, to passe a little time? Ile downe and sift out the subtlety of this deceit. There is no gouernment vnder the Sunne, like the politique gouernment of a Bawdy-house. You say my Loue is but a Man. But I can find more ods. Twixt him and others then I can, find betweene him and Gods. H has in's eye such Maiestie. His shape is so diuine. That were I Owner of the world. Hee onely should be mine. Sweet prologe to the insuing Intertude Dost heare me honest fellow? was this the Parties voyce? Onely hers vpon my sincerity sir. Excellent! Shee has rais'd my desire aboue her noates. Why am I ths rauishd, and yet delayd? Sir, for that my Mistris craues your Pardon. Tis not her neglect, that workes vpon your patience; But the necessity to rid a troublesome Lord or two out of the house, beore the Party can appeare to you. But please you to obsucre your selfe in this darke Clset, while I conuey them hence, and then, instantly, the top Gallant of pleasure shall crowne your Maine-mast, shee sayes. O how her wit and care reviues me! From hence forth shee is my Bawd for euer. My discretion! But are they wholsome Lords Sirah? Tis no matter for any thing they did here sir, I warrant you. Inquickly pray si. Must I be lockd in? You cannot be safe else sir. The politique gouernment of this little common wealth! Indeed Lady, I am so farre from being in any plot herein, that I protest it was merely by his outside, and that in the dobtfull light of the Euening, that I could guesse twas hee. An had he beene denyed, I had gone well satisfied, it had beene some other man. Which if it proue, and so his name be abus'd—Or if it be he indeed, though hitherto my most respected Cosen, that offers such an outrage, as you deliuer it to be: I am so much a friend to honesty, that let me but see the man or beast, Ile doe the faire office of a Gentleman to right you. Indeed Lady I will. You professe nobly sir. First will it please you, see this Gentlewoman; so much the seruant of your Kinsman? What shee is I haue told you. Only I present her to your iudgement, whether her outward seeming may dsrue such scorne? Alasse faire Lady, would they iniure you? Yea feath, and scorne me too sir. Ill betide them. But and you doe me helpe, and ma' sir Phillip loue me, God reward you. And has your youth and bauty plac'd your loue on him? Gude eath sir, I may not say how well I loue him: But were I one of neere a mickle, heest eene haue all. And yet he loues me not. Indeed tis pittifull. Weepe not sweet Lady. He shall loue yee. Now Gods benison light o'yee for it.