Hausted, Peter · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [Mar 19] (Annals) comedy · before the Court unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
Ay me! what mean you Sir? Why there, why so;— Oh for Neander now and Lucius To view this spectacle, this would crack that great That strong and mighty bond of friendship, and Make them both quarrel for her: nay Endymion, As she did pluck you down, so 'tis your office To take her up, else she'll forget herself Good soul, and slumber there eternally.— Now fie upon you Sir, you've spoiled my linen. Pray Heavens nobody saw us: good Placenta Re-edify what is amiss. All's well, All's well, save only here does want a pin. But stay I'll furnish you.— Yes, here's a knot molested too.— Fair Sir, This may seem lightness in me. Rather gravity Who naturally tend downward thus. But Sir, Let me entreat you for to entertain A better faith of her that is your servant, Give it the right name Sir, and call it Love. I'll call it what you please fair Gentlewoman. He never thinks of's Master: well this Boy, Must we train farther with us till we meet With our two icy Lovers. Come Pandora Will you entreat your fairest Paramour T'accompany us into the Grove? we may Perchance there meet his Master, whom he seeks. Sweet shall I crave? Not where you may command So, so, I'll now go plant this billing couple Under some pleasant tree, which done I'll go And range the fields for Lucius and Neander, And bring them to behold their close embraces, This certainly will make them hungry, and bite, Waken their dull and sleepy appetite, we never prize aught truly, think it dear, Until the time of parting does draw near.— To the Ladies, joy, delight, And a servant that dares fight; No need of painting, but a face With perpetuity of grace. To the Lords a gracious eye If they have a Mistress by. To them both, more than all this, Their PRINCE's happiness, and bliss. The day's our own, we have the Sun, the wind, And all that can be called advantages, bear up. As I'm a Gentleman, and an elder brother— St, not a word. You wrong me Sir, I will swear out my swear, as I am a Gentleman I must, and will swear. Nay sweet Master Mongrel Mistake me not, I do not go about, For to deprive you of that ornament, That fashionable quality: I but entreat you, For to be frugal in your language, and, To husband your lungs; you have an enemy That will require them all, had you more oaths. How? Do you think I have no more? by my— Oh, hold, hold, hold. Nay, you shall hear me, by— O, O, O. By my— by— my indad la. By my indad la, you'll spoil all, why you'll spend all before the time. But see your adversaries are at hand. This is their Captain, their Conductor. Love. Stay. I've hit the very punto, this same minute, does cut the hour into two equal portions.
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Ay me! what meane you Sir? Why there, why ſo;— Oh for Neander now and Lucius To view this ſpectacle, this would crack that great That ſtrong and mighty bond of friendſhip, and Make them both quarrell for her: nay Endymion, As ſhee did pluck you downe, ſo 'tis your office To take her vp, elſe ſhee'l forget her ſelfe Good ſoule, and ſlumber there eternally.— Now fie vpon you Sir, you've ſpoyl'd my linnen. Pray Heauens no body ſaw vs: good Placenta Reedifie what is amiſſe. All's well, All's well, ſaue onely here does want a pin. But ſtay I'le furniſh you. — Yes, here's a knot moleſted too.— Faire Sir, This may ſeeme lightneſſe in mee. Rather grauity Who naturally tend downeward thus. But Sir, Let me entreat you for to entertaine A better faith of her that is your ſeruant, Giue it the right name Sir, and call it Loue. I'le call it what you pleaſe faire Gentlewoman. Hee neuer thinks of's Maſter: well this Boy, Muſt wee trayne farther with vs till wee meete With our two icy Louers. Come Pandora Will you entreate your fayreſt Paramoure T'accompany vs into the Groue? vvee may Perchance there meete his Maſter, whom hee ſeekes. Sweet ſhall I craue? Not where you may cōmand So, ſo, I'le now go plant this billing couple Vnder ſome pleaſant tree, which done I'le goe And range the fields for Lucius and Neander, And bring them to behold their cloſe embraces, This certainely will make them hungry, and bite, Waken their dull and ſleepy appetite, VVee neuer prize ought truly, thinke it deare, Vntill the time of parting does draw neare.— To the Ladies, Ioy, delight, And a ſeruant that dares fight; No neede of painting, but a face With perpetuity of grace. To the Lords a gracious eye If they haue a Miſtris by. To them both, more then all this, Theyr Princes happineſſe, and bliſſe. The day's our owne, we haue the Sun, the winde, And all that can be call'd aduantages, beare vp. As I'me a Gentleman, and an elder brother— St, not a word. You wrong me Sir, I will ſweare out my ſweare, as I am a Gentleman I muſt, and will ſweare. Nay ſweete Maſter Mungrell Miſtake me not, I doe not goe about, For to depriue you of that ornament, That faſhionable quality: I but entreat you, For to bee frugall in your language, and, To husband your lungs; you haue an enemy That will require them all, had you more oathes. How? Doe you thinke I haue no more? by my— Oh, hold, hold, hold. Nay, you ſhall heare mee, by — O, O, O. By my— by— my indad law. By my indad law, you'le ſpoyle all, why you'le ſpend all before the time. But ſee your adverſaries are at hand. This is their Captaine, their Conductor. Loue. Stay. I'ue hit the very punto, this ſame minute, Do's cut the hower into two equall portions.