Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1619] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
FIe, cease to wonder, Though you hear Orpheus with his ivory Lute, Move Trees and Rocks, Charm Bulls, Bears, and men more savage to be mute, Weak foolish singer, here is one, Would have transformed thyself, to stone. Man. SEt Phoebus, set, a fairer sun doth rise, From the bright Radiance of my Mrs. eyes then ever thou begat'st I dare not look, each hair a golden line, Each word a hook, The more I strive, the more still I am took. Wom. Fair servant, come, the day these eyes do lend To warm thy blood, thou dost so vainly spend. Come strangled breath. Man. What note so sweet as this, That calls the spirits to a further bliss? Wom. Yet this outsavours wine, and this Perfume Man. Let's die, I languish, I consume, COurtier, if thou needs wilt wive, From this lesson learn to thrive. If thou match a Lady, that passes thee in birth and state, Let her curious garments be Twice above thine own degree; This will draw great eyes upon her, Get her servants and thee honour. Poor Citizen, if thou wilt be A happy husband, learn of me; To set thy wife first in thy shop, A fair wife, a kind wife, a sweet wife, sets a poor man up. What though thy shelves be ne'er so bare: A woman still is currant ware: Each man will cheapen, foe, and friend, But whilst thou art at other end, whate'er thou seest, or what dost hear, Fool, 'haue no eye to, nor an ear; And after supper for her sake, When thou hast fed, snort, though thou wake: What though the Gallants call thee mome? Yet with thy lantern light her home: Then look into the town and tell, If no such Tradesmen there do dwell. SIR, I may move the Court to serve your will, But therein shall both wrong you and myself. Why think you so sir? 'Cause I am familiar With what will be their answer: they will say, 'tis against law, and argue me of Ignorance For offering them the motion. You know not, Sir How in this cause they may dispense with Law, And therefore frame not you their answer for them, But do your parts. I love the cause so well, As I could run, the hazard of a check for't. From whom? Some of the bench, that watch to give it, More than to do the office that they sit for: But give me (sir) my fee. Now you are Noble. I shall deserve this better yet, in giving My Lord some counsel, (if he please to hear it) Then I shall do with pleading. What may it be, sir? That it would please his Lordship, as the Presidents, And counselors of Court come by, to stand Here, and but show yourself, and to some one Or two, make his request: there is a minute When a man's presence speaks in his own cause, More than the tongues of twenty advocates.
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FIe, cease to wonder, Though you heare Orpheus with his Iuory Lute, Moue Trees and Rockes, Charme Buls, Beares, and men more sauage to be mute, Weake foolish singer, here is one, Would haue transform'd thy selfe, to stone. Man. SEt Phoebus, set, a fayrer sunne doth rise, From the bright Radience of my Mrs. eyes then euer thou begat's I dare not looke, each haire a golden line, Each word a hooke, The more I striue, the more still I am tooke. Wom Fayre seruant, come, the day these eyes doe lend To warme thy blood, thou doest so vainely spend. Come strangled breath. Man. What noate so sweet as this, That calles the spirits to a further blisse? Wom. Yet this out-sauours wine, and this Perfume Man. Let's die, I languish, I consume, COurtier, if thou needs wilt wiue, From this lesson leare to thriue. If thou match a Lady, that passes thee in birth and state, Let her curious garments be Twice aboue thine owne degree; This will draw great eyes vpon her, Get her seruants and thee honour. POore Citizen, if thou wilt be A happy husband, learne of me; To set thy wife first in thy shop, A faire wife, a kinde wife, a sweet wife, sets a poore man vp. What though thy shelues be ne're so bare: A woman still is currant ware: Each man will cheapen, foe, and friend, But whilst thou art at tother end, What ere thou seest, or what dost heare, Foole, 'haue no eye to, nor an eare; And after supper for her sake, When thou hast fed, snort, though thou wake: What though the Gallants call thee mome? Yet with thy lanthorne light her home: Then looke into the towne and tell, If no such Tradesmen there doe dwell. SIR, I may moue the Court to serue your will But therein shall both wrong you and my selfe. Why thinke you so sir? 'Cause I am familiar With what will be their answere: they will say, Tis against law, and argue me of Ignorance For offering them the motion. You know not, Sir How in this cause they may dispence with Law, And therefore frame not you their answere for them, But doe your parts. I loue the cause so well, As I could runne, the hazard of a checke for't. From whom? Some of the bench, that watch to giue it, More then to doe the office that they sit for: But giue me (sir) my fee. Now you are Noble. I shall deserue this better yet, in giuing My Lord some counsell, (if he please to heare it) Then I shall doe with pleading. What may it be, sir? That it would please his Lordship, as the Presidents, And Counsaylors of Court come by, to stand Heere, and but shew your selfe, and to some one Or two, make his request: there is a minute When a mans presence speakes in his owne cause, More then the tongues of twenty aduocates.