Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Fatal Dowry · chunk 19 of 42

Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1619] (Annals)
tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars
T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens typicality 0.85 · 513 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

'Tis a fair protection 'Gainst all arrests of fear, or shame for ever. Such as are fair, and yet not foolish, study To have one at thirteen; but they are mad That stay till twenty. Then sir, for the pleasure, To say Adulterie's sweeter, that is stale. This only is not the contentment more, To say, This is my Cuckold, than my Rival. More I could say— but briefly, she dotes on you, I it prou othrwise, spare not, poyson me With next gold you give me. How's this servant, courting my woman? As an entrance to The favour of the mistress: you are together And I am perfect in my qu. Stay Bellapert. In this, I must not with your leave obey you. Yu Taylor and your Tire-woman waite without A stay my counsayle, and direction for Your next day's dressing. I have much to do, Nor will your Ladyship know, time is precious, Continue idle: this choice Lord will find So fit employment for you. I shall grow angry. Not so, you have a jewel in her, Madam. I had forgot to tell your Ladyship The closet is private and your couch ready; And if you please that I shall lose the key, But say so, and 'tis done. You come to chide me, servant, and bring with you Sufficient warrant, you will say and truely, My father found too much obedience in me, By being won too soon: yet if you please But to remember, all my hopes and fortunes Had reverence to this likening: you will grant That though I did not well towards you, I yet Did wisely for myself. With too much fervour I have so long loved and still love you, Mistress, To esteem that an injury to me Which was to you convenient: that is past My help, is past my cure. You yet may, Lady, In recompense of all my duteous service, (Provided that your will answer your power) Become my creditress. I understand you, And for assurance, the request you make Shall not he long unanswered. Pray you sit, And by what you shall hear, you'll easily find, My passions are much fitter to desire, Than to be sued to. Sir, 'tis not envy At the start my fellow has got of me in My lady's good opinion, that's the motive Of this discovery; but due payment O what I owe her Honour. So I conceive it. I have observed too much, nor shall my silence Prevent the remedy— yonder they are, I dare not be seen with you. You may do What you think fit, which willbe, I presume, The office of a faithful and tried friend To my young Lord. This is no vision: ha! With the next opportunity. By this kiss, and this, and this. That you would ever swear thus. If I seem rude, your pardon, Lady; yours I do not ask: come, do not dare to show me A face of anger, or the least dislike, Put on, and suddenly a milder look, I shall grow rough else.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Fatal Dowry
AuthorField, Nathan / Massinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1632
First performance / composition (Annals)1619 [1617-1619]
First performance (BritDrama)1619 [1616-1620]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 982 · TCP A07251 · DEEP 794
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1170–1241 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 19 of 42 in this edition
Length513 words · 669 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.854 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
'Tis a faire protection 'Gainst all arrests of feare, or shame for euer. Such as are faire, and yet not foolish, study To haue one at thirteene; but they are mad That stay till twenty. Then sir, for the pleasure, To say Aduterie's sweeter, that is stale. This oely is not the contentment more, To say, This is my Cuckold, then my Riuall. More I could say—but briefely, she doates on you, I it prou othrwise, spare not, poyson me With next gold you giue me. Hows this seruant, courting my woman? As an etrance to The fauour of the mistris: you are together And I am perfect in my qu. Stay Bellapert. In this, I must not with your leaue obey you. Yu Taylor and your Tire-woman waite without A stay my counsayle, and direction for Your next dayes dressing. I haue much to doe, Nor will your Ladiship know, time is precious, Continue idle: this choise Lord will finde So fit imployment for you. I shall grow angry. Not so, you hue a iewell in her, Madam. I had forgot to tell your Ladiship The cloet is piuae and yo couch ready; And if you please that I shall loose the key, But say so, and tis done. You come to chide me, seuant, and bring with yo Suficient warrant, you will say and tuely, My father found too much obedience in me, By being won too soone: yet if you please Bt to remember, all my hopes and fortunes Had reerence to this likening: you will grant That though I did not well towards you, I yet Did wisely for my selfe. Wih too much feruor I haue so long lu'd and still loue you, Mistresse, To esteeme that an iniury to me Which was to you conuenient: that is past My helpe, is past my cure. You yet may, Lady, In recompence of all my dutious seruice, (Prouided that your will answere your power) Become my Creditresse. I vnderstand you, And or assurance, the request you make Shall not he long vnanswered. Pray you sit, And by what you shall heare, you'l easily finde, My passions are much fitter to desire, Thn to be sued to. Sir, tis not enuy At the start my fellow has got of me in My Ldies good opinion, thats the motiue Of his dicouery; but due payment O what I owe her Honour. So I conceiue it. I haue obseru'd too much, nor shall my silence Preuent the remedy — yonder they are, I dare not bee seene with you. You may doe What you thinke fit, which wilbe, I presume, The ofice of a faithfull and tryed friend To my young Lord. This is no vision: ha! With the next opportunity. By this kisse, and this, and this. That you would euer sweare thus. If I seeme rude, your pardon, Lady; yours I do not aske: come, do not dare to shew mee A face of anger, or the least dislike, Put on, and suddaily a milder looke, I shall grow rough else.