Massinger, Philip · published 1633 · first performed or written 1625 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Why, have you hope ever to eat again? Or drink? Or be the master of three farthings? If you like not hanging, drown yourself, take some course For your reputation. 'Twill not do; dear tempter, With all the Rhetoric the fiend hath taught you. I am as far as thou art from despair, Nay, I have Confidence, which is more than Hope, To live, and suddenly better than ever. Ha! Ha! these Castles you build in the air Will not persuade me, or to give, or lend A token to you. I'll be more kind to thee. Come thou shalt dine with me. With you. Nay more, dine gratis, Under what hedge I pray you? Or at whose cost? Are they Padders? or Abram-men, that are your consorts? Thou art incredulous, but thou shalt dine Not alone at her house, but with a gallant Lady, With me, and with a Lady. Lady! what Lady? With the Lady of the Lake, or Queen of Fairies? For I know, it must be an enchanted dinner. With the Lady Alworth, knave. Nay, now there's hope Thy brain is cracked. Mark there, with what respect I am entertained. With choice no doubt of dogwhips. Why dost thou ever hope to pass her Porter? 'Tis not far off, go with me: trust thine own eyes Troth in my hope, or my assurance rather To see thee curvet, and mount like a Dog in a blanket If ever thou presume to pass her threshold, I will endure thy company. Come along then. Could you not command your leisure one hour longer? Or halfe an hour? I have told you what my haste is: Besides being now another's, not mine own, howe'er I much desire to enjoy you longer, My duty suffers, if to please myself I should neglect my Lord. Pray you do me the favour To put these few Quince-cakes into your pocket, They are of mine own preserving. And this marmalade; 'Tis comfortable for your stomach, And at parting Excuse me if I beg a farewell from you. You are still before me. I move the same suit Sir. How greedy these Chamberers are of a beardless chin! I thin the Titts will ravish him. My service To both. Ours waits on you. And shall do ever. You are my Lady's charge, be therefore careful That you sustain your parts. We can bear I warrant you. Here; drink it off, the ingredients are cordial, And this the true Elixir; It hath boiled Since midnight for you. 'Tis the Quintessence Of five Cocks of the game, ten dozen of Sparrows, knuckles of veal, Potato roots, and Marrow; coral, and Ambergris: were you two years elder, And I had a Wife, or gamesome Mistress I durst trust you with neither: You need not bait After this I warrant you; though your journey's long, You may ride on the strength of this till tomorrow morning.
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Why, haue you hope euer to eate againe? Or drinke? Or be the master of three farthings? If you like not hanging, drowne your selfe, take some course For your reputation. 'Twill not do; deare tempter, With all the Rhetorike the fien'd hath taught you. I am as farre as thou art from despaire, Nay, I haue Confidence, which is more than Hope, To liue, and suddainely better than euer. Ha! Ha! these Castles you build in the aire Will not perswade me, or to giue, or lend A token to you. Ile be more kind to thee. Come thou shalt dine with me. With you. Nay more, dine gratis, Vnder what hedge I pray you? Or at whose cost? Are they Padders? or Abram-men, that are your consorts? Thou art incredulous, but thou shalt dine Not alone at her house, but with a gallant Lady, With mee, and with a Lady. Lady! what Lady? With the Lady of the Lake, or Queene of Fairies? For I know, it must be an inchanted dinner. With the Ladie Alworth, knaue. Nay, now there's hope Thy braine is crack'd. Marke there, with what respect I am entertain'd. With choice no doubt of Dogge-whippes. Why doest thou euer hope to pafse her Porter? 'Tis not far off, go with me: trust thine owne eyes Troth in my hope, or my assurance rather To see thee curuet, and mount like a Dogge in a blanket If euer thou presume to passe her threshold, I will endure thy company. Come along then. Could you not command your leasure one houre longer? Or halfe an houre? I haue told you what my hast is: Besides being now anothers, not mine owne, How e're I much desire to enioy you longer, My duty suffers, if to please my selfe I should neglect my Lord. Pray you doe me the fauour To put these few Quince-cakes into your pocket, They are of mine owne preseruing. And this Marmulade; 'Tis comfortable for your stomacke, And at parting Excuse me if I begge a farewell from you. You are still before me. I moue the same suite Sir. How greedie these Chamberers are of a beardlesse chinne! I thinne the Titts will rauish him. My seruice To both. Ours waites on you. And shall doe euer. You are my Ladyes charge, be therefore carefull That you sustaine your parts. We can beare I warrant you. Here; drinke it off, the ingredients are cordiall, And this the true Elixir; It hath boild Since midnight for you. 'Tis the Quintessence Of fiue Cockes of the game, ten dozen of Sparrowes, Knuckells of Veale, Potato rootes, and Marrow; Currall, and Ambergreece: were you two yeares elder, And I had a Wife, or gamesame Mistrisse I durst trust you with neither: You neede not baite After this I warrant you; though your iourney's long, You may ride on the strength of this till to morrow morning.