Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1619] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 508 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
What have I done, Sir, To draw this harsh unsavoury language from you? Done, Popinjay? why, dost thou think that if I ere had dreamt that thou hadst done me wrong, Thou shouldest outlive it? This is something more Than my Lords friendship gives commission for. Your presence and the place, makes him presume Upon my patience. As if thou ere were't angry But with thy tailor, and yet that poor shred Can bring more to the making up of a man, Then can be hoped from thee: thou art his creature, And did he not each morning new create Thou wouldst stink and be forgotten. I'll not change On syllable more with thee, until thou bring Some testimony under good men's hands, Thou art a Christian. I suspect thee strongly, And willbe satisfied: till which time, keep from me. The entertainment of your visitation Has made what I intended on a business. So we shall meet— Madam. Use that leg again, and I'll cut off the other. Very good. What a perfume the musk-cat leaves behind him! Do you admit him for a property, To save you charges, Lady. 'tis not useless, Now you are to succeed him. So I respect you, Not for yourself, but in remembrance of, Who is your father, and whose wife you now are, That I choose rather not to understand Your nasty scoff then,— What, you will not beat me, If I expound it to you. here's a Tyrant Spares neither man nor woman. My intents Madam, deserve not this; nor do I stay To be the whetstone of your wit: preserve it To spend on such, as know how to admire Such coloured stuff. In me there is now speaks to you As true a friend and servant to your Honour, And one that will with as much hazard guard it, As ever man did goodness.— But then Lady, You must endeavour not alone to be, But to appear worthy such love and service. To what tends this? Why, to this purpose, Lady, I do desire you should prove such a wife To Charaloys (and such a one he merits) A Caesar, did hee liue, could not except at, Not only innocent from crime, but free From all taint and suspicion. They are base that judge me otherwise. But yet be careful. Detraction's a bold monster, and fears not To wound the fame of Princes, if it find But any blemish in their lives to work on. But I'll be plainer with you: had the people been learned to speak, but what even now I saw, Their malice out of that would raise an engine To overthrow your honour. In my sight (With yonder pointed fool I frighted from you) You used familiarity beyond A modest entertainment: you embraced him With too much ardour for a stranger, and Met him with kisses neither chaste nor comely But learn you to forget him, as I will Your bounties to him, you will find it safer Rather to be uncourtly, then immodest.
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What haue I done, Sir, To draw this harh vnsauory language from you? Done, Popinjay? why, dost thou thinke that if I ere had dreamt that thou hadst done me wrong, Thou shouldest outliue it? This is something more Then my Lords friendship giues commission for. Your presence and the place, makes him presum Vpon my patience. As if thou ere wer't angry But with thy Taylor, and yet that poore shred Can bring more to the making vp of a man, Then can be hop'd from thee: thou art his creaure, And did hee not each morning new create Thou wouldst stinke and be forgotten. Ile not change On sillable more with thee, vntill thou bring Some testimony vnder good mens hands, Thou art a Christian. I suspect thee strongly, And wilbe satisfied: till which time, keepe from me. The entertaiment of your visitation Has made what I intended on a businesse. So wee shall meete —Madam. Vse that legge againe, and Ile cut off the other. Very good. What a perfume the Muske-cat leaes behind him! Do you admit him for a property, To saue you charges, Lady. Tis not vselesse, Now you are to succeed him. So I respect you, Not for your selfe, but in remembrance of, Who is your father, and whose wife you now are, That I choose rather not to vnderstand Your nasty scoffe then,— What, you will not beate mee, If I expound it to you. Heer's a Tyrant Spares neyther man nor woman. My intents Madam, deserue not this; nor do I stay To bee the whetstone of your wit: preserue it To spend on such, as know how to admire Such coloured stuffe. In me there is now speaks to yo As true a friend and seruant to your Honour, And one that will with as much hazzard guard it, As euer man did goodnesse. — But then Lady, You must endeauour not alone to bee, But to appeare worthy such loue and seruice. To what tends this? Why, to this purpose, Lady, I do desire you should proue such a wife To Charaloys (and such a one hee merits) A Caesar, did hee liue, could not except at, Not onely innocent from crime, but free From all taynt and suspition. They are base that iudge me otherwise. But yet bee carefull. Detraction's a bold monster, and feares not To wound the ame of Princes, if it find But any blemish in their liues to worke on. But Ile bee plainer with you had the people Bin learnd to speake, but what euen now I saw, Their malice out of that would raise an engine To ouerthrow your honor. In my sight (With yonder pointed foole I frighted from you) You vs'd familiarity beyond A modest entertaynment: you embrac'd him With too much ardor for a stranger, and Met him with kisses neythr chaste nor comely But learne you to forget him, as I will Your bounties to him, you will find it safr Rather to bee vncourtly, then immodest.