Rowley, William · published 1633 · first performed or written 1619 [c.1619-1620(?)] (Annals) tragedy · Prince Charles's Men (first) · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T47 Knaves, thieves and bawds · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T47: knave, rogue, money, knaves, thief, rogues, pray, whore, nichol, book.
You dormouse, baby of fifty, bundle of security, Awake Rogue, pocks of your heavy flesh, hast thou no soul? minion, I'll clog your heels with irons for this, Will you not let me rest by you? Mischief open your eye-lids: block, image. I will tell the king, and he shall tickle you for this. Sir death, I'le tickle you for this, oggerhead, where' I? O my Liege, is it your Maiesty, I beseech you pardon me: These after dinner-naps are the repasts to my body. Diseases devour your body, where's Safe, safe, my Liege, my keys, where he my keys, Saw you my keys, my Leige. confirmed, she has the keys, and is fled the castle, Dog, hell-hound, thou shalt be my , sl I'll drag this hateful lump into his grave. Nay but my Lord , I And the I old by When I went to sleep, and my first dream told me They were there still. My boy, my Cob, saw you my Cob, my Liege? Dogs worry you both; search slave in every angle, Send pursuit after her, if thou returnest her not, Thou shalt curse thy being. If she be not above steeples, Nor beneath hell, I'll find her, for so high And low I can reach and dive, as heavy as I am. If she escape us, and once reach her father, Now in his height of honour, we know not how He may receive his wrongs, nor the event; We will command him distant from the Court, And his prisoners sent to us; And this shall haste Before her possible speed, if she scape: We'll threaten his heads loss, if he deny 'em, Those that do wrong, had need keep safety by 'em. O that some striking air had blasted me Before this poison entered at mine cares; Married? Madam, sweet Madam. Madam! prithee mock me not, nor guard my folly With such a linsey wolsey ornament. Madam, is the mad dame, and thence mad woman: Define it so and I will borrow still That little of my store. A coat of tissue If a fool wears it, is but a fool's coat. Such are my trappings; oh for time that's gone, Equality, oh sweet equality, Borne under Libra, thou hast both right hands, Without advantage, or priority. Base ones made big by beauty are but slaves, Their Lords ne'er truly bed but in their graves. Hai a dangerous conceit, call my brother, Fidella. Then let me council you, know he's open, Plain, and rustical, and altered from his first condition, whatever your purpose is, let it not appear to him. Prithee be gone, and call him. Am I despised so soon? wedlock unjust, Unequal nuptials are not love, but lust: Come back past time, oh 'tis a fruitless call, I may repent, but find no help at all. Now I forestall thee heaven ere I begin, Forgive me, I must act some a heinous sin, I must now be changed.
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You dormouse, baby of fifty, bundle of security, Awake Rogue, pocks of your heavy flesh, hast thou no soule? Mynnion, I'le clog your heeles with irons for this, Will you not let me rest by you? Mischiefe ope your eye-lid blocke, image. I will tell the king, and he shall tickle you for this. Sir death, I'le tickle you for this, oggerhead, where' I? O my Leige, is it your Maisty, I beseech you pardon me: These after dinner-n are the repsts to my body. Diseases devoure your body, where' I? Safe, safe, my Leige, my kys, whr he my keyes, Saw you my keyes, my . Confirmde, he has the keyes, and is fled the castle, Dog, hell-hound, thou shalt be my , sl I'le drag this ull into his . Nay but my . And the I old by When I went to sleepe, and my first dreame told me They were there still. My boy, my Cob, saw you my Cob, my Leige? Dogs worry you both; search slave in every angle, Send pursuite after her, if thou returnst her not, Thou shalt curse thy being. If she be not above steeples, Nor beneath hell, I'le finde her, for so high And low I can reach and dive, as heavy as I am. If she escape us, and once reach her father, Now in his height of honour, we know not how He may receive his wrongs, nor the event; We will command him distant from the Court, And his prisoners sent to us; And this shall hae Before her possible speed, if she scape: Wele threaten his heads losse, if he deny 'um, Those that do wrong, had need keepe safety by 'um. O that some striking aire had blasted me Before this poyson entred at mine cares; Married? Madam, sweet Madam. Madam! prethee mock me not, nor gard my folly With such a linsie wolsie ornament. Madam, is the mad dame, and thence mad woman: Define it so and I will borrow still That little of my store. A coat of tissue If a foole weares it, is but a fooles coat. Such are my trappings; oh for tme thats gone, Equality, oh sweet equality, Borne under Libra, thou hast both right hands, Without advantage, or priority. Base ones made big by beauty are but slaves, Their Lords nere truly bed but in their graves. Hai a dangerous conceit, call my brother, Fidlla. Then let me councell you, know hees open, Plaine, and rusticall, and alterd from his first condition, What ever your purpose is, let it not appeare to him. Prethee be gone, and call him. Am I despis'd so soone? wedlocke uniust, Vnequall nuptials are not love, but lust: Come backe past time, oh tis a fruitlesse call, I may repent, but finde no helpe at all. Now I forestall thee heaven ere I begin, Forgive me, I must act some a heinous sinne, I must now be changde.