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A00960Why should I seeke to< corr> cuckold< seg> my delights?
A06458whither?
A00966Iacks< corr> Wildebrains< seg> What time oth''Moone man, ha?
A06389Wil you eat sir?
A06389or haue you seene the< corr> Sellor< seg>?
A27196''T is a pretty sad talking Boy, is it not?
A27196''T is false, by Heaven''t is false: It can not be, Can it?
A27196A pretty talking Fellow, hot at hand: but eye yon Stranger, is he not a fine compleat Gentleman?
A27196And all this Passion for a Boy?
A27196And has he done''t?
A27196And how do you hold her Wit, Sir?
A27196And indeed, where should they boldlier intrude, than where they are the profoundest Homagers?
A27196And me?
A27196And must I sink at length Under a Woman''s falshood?
A27196And not a little fearful?
A27196And she does clap thy cheeks?
A27196And she does kiss thee, Boy?
A27196Are not her Breasts, Two Sunny Banks of Paradise, Pillows For Revelling Love to melt a Soul in Extasies: Is she not all a lasting Mine of Joy?
A27196Are you hard- hearted too?
A27196Are you not ill, my Lord?
A27196Asked you his Name?
A27196Be merciful, ye Gods, and strike me dead: What way have I deserv''d this?
A27196But are you sure it was the Princess sent?
A27196But didst thou tell me so?
A27196But do you weigh the danger you are in?
A27196But we lose time, dear Madam: Can you love?
A27196But will there be no Slanders; No Jealousies in th''other World; no ill there?
A27196By what strange means?
A27196By your pardon, why do you ask?
A27196Can Boys contemn that?
A27196Can you guess the Cause?
A27196Canst thou know Grief, and never yet knew''st Love?
A27196Come Ladies, shall we talk a round, As men Do walk a mile?
A27196Come, I know you are bashful, speak in my Ear, will you be mine?
A27196Come, Sir, tell me truly, does your Lord love me?
A27196Come, shall we to Bed?
A27196Comes he not?
A27196Could he do this?
A27196Did you deliver those plain Words I sent With such a winning Gesture, and quick Look, That you have caught him?
A27196Did you e''re hear the like?
A27196Dion Saw you a Lady come this way, on a Sable Horse studded with Stars of white?
A27196Do we love Heav''n, and Honour?
A27196Do what, Sir?
A27196Do you know what you do?
A27196Do you mean To intrap Mortality, that you allow Treason so smooth a Brow?
A27196Do you slight My Greatness so?
A27196Does he intend to give him a general Purge for all the Pains 〈 ◊ 〉 suffers, or means to let him Blood?
A27196Fear''st thou not death?
A27196Feeble Flatterer, Why these poor Arts?
A27196For ever from your sight; For ever?
A27196For know, thou bold Demander, thou requirest me To make thee the Relation of a Deed Which art thou sure thou''rt Man enough to hear me?
A27196Friends, no more; Our Ears may be corrupted: Do you love me?
A27196Fy, my Lord, How can you load her Name with so much Infamy, When his own free Confession has proclaim''d her All Innocence, all Saint?
A27196Gave you him Gold to buy him Cloaths?
A27196Gentlemen, You have no suit to me?
A27196Give me a worthy Patience: Have I stood Naked, alone, the Shock of many Fortunes?
A27196Gold?
A27196Had you none to pull on with your Courtesies, But he that must be mine, and wrong my Daughter?
A27196Hadst thou a curst Master when thou went''st to School?
A27196Has your Grace seen the Court- Star, Galatea?
A27196Hast thou a Medicine to restore my Wits, When I have lost''em?
A27196Hast thou discovered?
A27196Have I seen Mischiefs numberless, and mighty, Grow like a Sea upon me?
A27196Have I taken Danger as stern as Death into my Bosom, And laught upon it, made it but a Mirth, And flung it by?
A27196Have you known him so ill temper''d?
A27196Have you not seen it, nor the like?
A27196He must be more than man, that makes those Crystals Run into Rivers: sweetest fair, the cause?
A27196Hide me from Pharamond?
A27196How do you like this piece?
A27196How do you, worthy Sir?
A27196How fair, Madam?
A27196How lookt he, when he told thee he would come?
A27196How would you have me love you?
A27196How you, my Lord?
A27196How, my Lord?
A27196How, my Lord?
A27196How, my dear Lord?
A27196I prithee how?
A27196I say again, Where is she?
A27196I thank you Gentlemen: But why are these Rude weapons brought abroad to teach your Hands ▪ Uncivil Trades?
A27196I wonder what''s his Price?
A27196I, know you him, my Lord?
A27196I,''t is past speech, she lives dishonestly: But how shall we, if he be curious, work Upon his Faith?
A27196If ay, Then am I not to be Obey''d?
A27196Ill?
A27196Is Young Pharamond Come to his Lodging?
A27196Is it then truth, that Woman- kind is false?
A27196Is it to me, or any of these Gentlemen you come?
A27196Is there that Sword wou''d strike for his deliverance That himself has not chain''d the hand should draw it?
A27196Is thy Infernal Fire- brand never quench''d?
A27196Is your Boy turn''d away?
A27196Is''t not late, Gentlemen?
A27196Is''t possible?
A27196Jealous, who?
A27196K. A handsom Boy?
A27196K. About eighteen?
A27196K. Has she a Boy?
A27196K. He speaks and sings, and plays?
A27196K. I do not fancy this, Call our Phisicians?
A27196K. Is he full of service?
A27196K. Now Lady of Honour, where''s your Honour now?
A27196K. Tell me, have you not a Boy?
A27196K. What Boy is this she raves at?
A27196K. What kind of Boy?
A27196K. What, at your Meditations?
A27196K. Why do you Chafe your self so?
A27196K. Will you come down?
A27196King, Alas, what are we Kings?
A27196Knock, Gentlemen, knock loud, louder yet: What, has their Pleasure taken off their Hearing?
A27196Know you this face my Lord?
A27196Ladies, what think you now of this brave Fellow?
A27196Lose his sweet Health in his dear Master''s Service; Wake tedious Nights in Stories of your Praise?
A27196Love, Madam?
A27196Madam what more?
A27196Madam?
A27196May your Dreams be true to you: What shall we do, Gallants?
A27196Mutter not: Sir, speak you where she is?
A27196My Lord Dion, you had A vertuous Gentlewoman, call''d you Father, Is she yet alive?
A27196My noble Lord, Oh whither does your headlong transport run?
A27196Nay, were there hopes, has not himself destroy''d''em?
A27196No, we have ta''ne her Horse: He Gallopt empty by: You Galatea Rod with her into the Wood, Why left you her?
A27196Not a- Bed, Ladies, y''are good Sitters up; What think you of a pleasant Dream to last Till Morning?
A27196Now Truth begins to speak?
A27196O when, and where?
A27196O you are welcome, what good News?
A27196Of Love to me?
A27196Of Love?
A27196Oh thou pernicious Petticoat Prince, are these your Vertues?
A27196Oh, what Boy is he Can be content to live to be a man, That sees the best of men thus passionate, Thus without Reason?
A27196Oh, where shall I Go bathe this Body?
A27196Pox o''your Question then: What is she found?
A27196Run thy self into the Presence, mingle there again With other Ladies, leave the rest to me: Where''s the Boy?
A27196Say you so, pert one?
A27196Say, am I raging now?
A27196Sayst thou?
A27196See how his Fancy labours, has he not Spoke home and bravely?
A27196See, see — you Gods, He walks still, and the Face you let him wear When he was Innocent, is still the same, Not blasted; Is this Justice?
A27196Serves he the Princess?
A27196Shall I speak''em freely?
A27196She kisses thee?
A27196Since then our happy Meetings must be few: Say, how shall we devise To hold Intelligence?
A27196Sir, shall I Lye?
A27196Sir, you are deceiv''d: I''ll reason it a little coldy with you; If she were lustful, would she take a Boy, That knows not yet desire?
A27196Sir, you are sad to change your Service, is''t not so?
A27196Speak Gentlemen, for Heaven''s Love speak; Is''t possible?
A27196Suppose that we Can bear thy Wrongs, can we support our own?
A27196TO write a Play is pure Poetick Rage, For you''re so hard to please in this Nice Age, Who less than mad wou''d Scribble for the Stage?
A27196Tell me, my Boy, how does the Princess use thee?
A27196That good old Play Philafter ne''re can fail, But we Young Actors how shall we prevail?
A27196That our true Loves On any new Occasion may consult What Path is best to tread?
A27196The King?
A27196The Princess send for me?
A27196The Second?
A27196Thou Merciless, Inhumane — But why do I seek words for guilt beyond A Name, too deep for shallow sounds to reach?
A27196Thou art deceiv''d, Boy: And she strokes thy head?
A27196Thou art deceived, Boy; does he speak of me as if he wish''d me well?
A27196Thou canst sing, and play?
A27196To find out constancy?
A27196To what would he have answer?
A27196To whom?
A27196To you?
A27196Treason?
A27196Was it lye with you that you said?
A27196Was she not Young and Tall?
A27196What Boy?
A27196What Boy?
A27196What Dreams, what Shapes and Fantoms?
A27196What Friend bears a Sword To run me through?
A27196What do I live to hear?
A27196What have I done, my Lord?
A27196What have you there, my Lord?
A27196What if they should?
A27196What if they should?
A27196What is discovered Sir?
A27196What kind of Grief can thy Years know?
A27196What means this all amazing Wonder?
A27196What more?
A27196What now?
A27196What of him?
A27196What sawcy Groom knocks at this dead of night?
A27196What says my Lord?
A27196What tho''I''ve fixt a Crown on other''s Brows, And want an aiding Hand to claim my own?
A27196What will you do, Philaster, with your self?
A27196What would your grace talk of?
A27196What''s the first?
A27196What''s thy Name?
A27196What, running Races to catch Hearts?
A27196What, will he carry it to Spain in his Pocket?
A27196Where is she?
A27196Where may a Maiden live securely free, Keeping her Honour fair?
A27196Where wert thou born?
A27196Where''s the Boy?
A27196Whither so fast, fair Lady?
A27196Whither?
A27196Who Shall Swear it to you, and weep the Tears I send?
A27196Who attends you?
A27196Who does not?
A27196Who must he choose a Husband for his Daughter, The Heir of both those Crowns, but this young Spaniard?
A27196Who shall now bring you Letters, Rings and Bracelets?
A27196Who shall now tell you, how I love you?
A27196Who shoots else?
A27196Why how now, Gallatea, all the Hearts your own?
A27196Why should these Ladies stay so long?
A27196Why should you think the Princess light?
A27196Why speak''st thou not?
A27196Why this is wondrous well: But what kind Language does she feed thee with?
A27196Why, if they should, I say, they were ne ● er abroad; what Forreigner would do so?
A27196Why, my Lord, are you so mov''d at this?
A27196Why, who can but believe him?
A27196Why?
A27196Will Philaster come?
A27196With whom?
A27196Yes, Rid she to the Wood, or to the Plain?
A27196a Ladies Voice, Whom I do love?
A27196and in the Chamber of the Princess?
A27196art thou she?
A27196can Women all be damn''d?
A27196for telling you your slender Fortune, Sir?
A27196ha?
A27196how black And guiltily( methinks) that Boy looks now?
A27196is not her breath Sweet as Arabian winds?
A27196my heart?
A27196what God Angry with Men, has sent this strange Disease Into the noblest Minds?
A27196what a dangerous Train Did he give fire to?
A27196wilt thou rob me of the power to die?
A00958About your Mathematitians?
A00958All?
A00958Am I afraid of death?
A00958Am I the Prince, or you?
A00958And faith master, what brave new meats?
A00958And fat?
A00958And for his right?
A00958And have you said your prayers?
A00958And of what nature?
A00958And what do you Sir, with the Advocats wife, Whom you perswade, upon your Doctorall bed, To take the Mathematicall trance so often?
A00958And you drew a figure?
A00958Are these the youths?
A00958Are they not drops of blood?
A00958Are we not friends againe by each oath ratified, Our tongues the Heralds to our hearts?
A00958Are we not his?
A00958Are you mad, to offer at more blood, and make your self More horrid to your people?
A00958Are you well, noble childe?
A00958As if your armes could be advanc''d, and I Not set upon the rack?
A00958Aubrey alive too?
A00958Author of prodigies, what sightes are these?
A00958Beene with him?
A00958But did you observe the many doubts, and c ● ution ● The brothers stood upon before they mett?
A00958But heaven is got by suffering, not disputing ● Say he knew this before hand, where am I then?
A00958But what new rare munition?
A00958By this time wher''s my huffing friend Lord Aubrey?
A00958Can it be flattery to sweare those eyes Are loves eternall lamps he fires all hearts with?
A00958Canst thou doe it neatly?
A00958Come, will you forward?
A00958Concluded like an Oracle, oh how great A grace of heaven is a wise ● ● ● ● zen?
A00958Conscience Latorch, what''s that?
A00958Dead, my Master dead?
A00958Desire of wealth?
A00958Did ever such a hopefull businesse end t ● us?
A00958Did you know of his death?
A00958Do you smile Sir?
A00958Do''s it so tickle you?
A00958Doe you aske that now?
A00958Doe you heare sir?
A00958Doe you heare sir?
A00958Doe you make it conscience?
A00958Doe you see how that sneaking rogue lookes now?
A00958Dost thou beleeve this?
A00958Fart for your reverence, keep it till then; and somewhat high of statutre?
A00958Feare not, I now dare speak as loud as hee, And will be heard, and have all I speak, Law; Have you no eyes?
A00958For feare of death?
A00958For what?
A00958Give me thy hand, what dost thou feele?
A00958Good speed; wast with a sword?
A00958Grandpree and Verdon But what are these?
A00958H''as a strange cunning tongue, why doe you sigh sir?
A00958Have I met death in all his formes, and feares, Now on the points of swords, now pitch''d on lances?
A00958Have I no rule yet?
A00958Have you the Scheame here?
A00958He flatters thus?
A00958He is old, why doe you hurt him?
A00958He is somewhat corpulent, is he not?
A00958He would do`t friends, And you too, if he had his right, true Courtiers; What could you want then?
A00958Heare this, and talke againe?
A00958Her hands held up?
A00958Here''s a wise hanging, are there no more?
A00958How Sir?
A00958How are the Cardines?
A00958How doe you Sir?
A00958How gentle?
A00958How is it, learned Gentlemen, with both your vertues?
A00958How just?
A00958How masterly he turnes himselfe to catch me?
A00958How my Latorch?
A00958How now?
A00958How old is he?
A00958How strange she is to what she chiefly wishes?
A00958How then?
A00958How''s this, a plot on me?
A00958How?
A00958How?
A00958I charge you souldiers Even by the Princes power, release my father; The Prince is mercifull, why doe you hold him?
A00958I doe beseech you sir, where are your dollars?
A00958I everthought thee Knave of the chamber, art thou the spy too?
A00958I fashion an Oration to acquit you?
A00958I know him, the Dukes kinsman, a tall man?
A00958I never studied my glasse till now, It is exceeding well; now leave me; cozen, How takes your eye the object?
A00958I now See nothing can redeem thee; doest thou mention Affection, or a heart that ne''re hadst any?
A00958I see in, see the Planets, Where, how are they dispos''d?
A00958I''me glad to heare their Secretary say so, My learned Father Russ ●, where''s la Fiske, Monsieur de Bube, how do they?
A00958I, i st so?
A00958If rule affect this licence, who would live To worse, than dye in force of his obedience?
A00958In fires, and stormes of arrows, battels, breaches, And shall I now shrink frō him, when he courts me Smiling and full of Sanctity?
A00958Is death rediculous with you?
A00958Is not the fame man bound to still protect us?
A00958Is this a time to be spent thus by such As are the principall ministers of the State?
A00958Is this the joy I look''d for?
A00958Is this to mee?
A00958Is your will made?
A00958Know''st not to love or hate, but by the state, As thy prince does`t before thee?
A00958Lat, Not him that you writ to me of?
A00958Latorche, down, On with your gown, there''s a new suite arriv''d, Did I not tell you, Sons of hunger?
A00958Law and Nature Ushering the way before you; is not hee Borne and bequeathd your subject?
A00958Let me pause a little, Is he not neare of kin unto the Duke?
A00958Live I to see this?
A00958Loving?
A00958Make way, or I will force it, who are those ● My sonnes?
A00958Monsieur Latorche?
A00958Monsieur Latorche?
A00958Mother, dost thou name me, and put''st off nature thus?
A00958Must we be hang''d to make you mirth?
A00958My Master dead?
A00958No?
A00958Nor you?
A00958Nor your miseries begin in murther, Duty, allegeance, and all respects of what you are, forsake me: Doe you stare on?
A00958Nor, Is it your Tutors part to shield such doctrine?
A00958Now Latorche, what doe you think?
A00958Now for your farewell, Are you so warry?
A00958O yet, stay, And rather than part thus, vouchsafe mee hearing As enemies; how is my soule divided?
A00958Of any thing, any thing is excellent ● Will you take my directions?
A00958Of d ● ing in mine innocence uprightly?
A00958Of the Dukes life, what dangers threaten him?
A00958Of what sir?
A00958Oh execrable slaughter I What hand hath author''d it?
A00958Oh my Latorche, what shall I render thee For all thy travailes, care and love?
A00958Oh, am I with you Sir?
A00958Oh, let him be, good even to him, he''s a Courtyer, I le spare his Complement, tell him, what''s here?
A00958Or place affects of blood above our reason?
A00958Or say he do''s not know it, where''s my Loyalty?
A00958Or say he take it, say wee be discover''d?
A00958Or shall these kill themselves, like to mad fencers, To make you sport?
A00958Or the command of these so ready subjects?
A00958Pardons?
A00958Pox take you, Doe you call this sport?
A00958Pray for thy crusty soule?
A00958Pray?
A00958Rise daughter, serve his will in what we may Least what we may not he enforce the rather, Is this all you command us?
A00958Rol, How, a brother?
A00958Rollians?
A00958Say it were done; who is it done for?
A00958Shall we waite on your grace?
A00958Since wee serve Rol ● o The Elder brother, we ● le be Rollians, Who will maintaine us, l ● ds, as brave as Romans; You stand for him?
A00958Sir?
A00958THe brothers then are mett?
A00958That tongue the smart string to his bow?
A00958The geniture Nocturnall, Longitude At forty nine and ten minutes?
A00958The great Gymnosophist, that had his Butlers And carvers of pure gold waiting at table?
A00958The images of Mercury, too, that spoke?
A00958The meanes to be so happy?
A00958The wooden dore that flew?
A00958Then you conclude him Innocent?
A00958They are ayrie feares; and why should I object them unto his fancy?
A00958They come from Rome, Latorch imployed you?
A00958They''le hang the faster on for deaths convulsion; Thou seede of rockes, will nothing move thee then: Are all my teares lost?
A00958Thy subject?
A00958To be wrought on by Rogues, and have my head Brought to the axe by knaves that cheate for bread?
A00958To what end?
A00958VVHy should this trouble you?
A00958We shall have brave rewards?
A00958Well have you borne your selves; a red Deare Pye, Boyes, And that no leane one, I bequeath your vertues; What friends hast thou to day?
A00958What a goodly swing I shall give the gallowes?
A00958What affaires informe these out- cries?
A00958What are these, sir?
A00958What are you?
A00958What bright star, taking beauties forme upon her, In all the happy lustre of heavens glory, Ha''s drop''d downe from the Skye to comfort me?
A00958What did he promise you?
A00958What did wee promise him?
A00958What doe I reade there of Hiarbas banquet?
A00958What dost thou here?
A00958What foole would give a storme leave to disturb his peace ● When he may shut the casement?
A00958What gaping knaves are these, bring''em in fellows, Now, what are you?
A00958What impious daring is there here of heaven?
A00958What is contain''d In th''letters that I brought, that thus transports him?
A00958What is that?
A00958What is the question first?
A00958What is''t, your mothers teares?
A00958What may this mean?
A00958What meanes your Lordship?
A00958What more can concerne me, than this?
A00958What now?
A00958What rage affects this monster?
A00958What think you of a Bath and a Lords daughter To entertaine you?
A00958What will the Butcher doe?
A00958What would she say?
A00958What would that do?
A00958What''s his offence?
A00958What''s that good master?
A00958What?
A00958When they that are the h ● ads, have filld the Court With factions, a weake woman only left To s ● ay their bloody hands?
A00958Where is our Scheme, Let''s see, dispatch, nay fumbling now, who''s this?
A00958Where''s that good Gentleman?
A00958Where''s this young Traytor?
A00958Whit''st over all his vices; and at last Dost draw a cloud of words before his eyes, Till hee can neither see thee, nor himselfe?
A00958Who did this deed?
A00958Whose there?
A00958Why beare you him not hence?
A00958Why doe you?
A00958Why is this warre, then?
A00958Why t is done then?
A00958Why, what a Prince is here?
A00958Why; what''s my hope?
A00958Wil''t please you sit sir?
A00958Will no man here obey me?
A00958Will they kill Rats?
A00958Will you doe that your enemies dare not wish, And cherish in your selves those furies, which Hell would cast out?
A00958Wilt thou not take me monster?
A00958Wonder invades me ● doe you two thinke much, That he thus wisely, and with neede consents To what I author for your Countries good?
A00958Wound what is yet ● ound?
A00958You are sower?
A00958You can not name the persons bring this danger?
A00958You dare tell me?
A00958You le make no Oration then?
A00958You weepe extreamly; strengthen me now justice, Why are these sorrowes sir?
A00958a snake of brasse That hist?
A00958all my righteous prayers Drown''d in thy drunken wrath?
A00958and birds of silver that did sing?
A00958and whither would he drive us?
A00958are these your recreations?
A00958at your stateward, sir?
A00958dare you?
A00958did title Move mee when it was fit that hee should dye?
A00958for seeing thy brother dye a man, and honest?
A00958ha''s he not hurt you?
A00958had not I one my selfe?
A00958her prayers, or her curses?
A00958how the Duke Is slaine already with your flames embrac''d?
A00958is it not for Rollo?
A00958is this a Theater?
A00958no citizens?
A00958of dying nobly?
A00958or have you, ha?
A00958or whatsoever else Fires your ambition?
A00958or where( alas) were then The endlesse love we owe to worthy men?
A00958there is a reverence due, From children of the Gown, to men of Action: How''s this?
A00958they eat my pyes abominably ● Or work upon a woman cold as Christmas: I have an old Jade sticks upon my fingers, May I taste them?
A00958those sighes The deadly shafts he sends into our soules?
A00958to what use?
A00958what newes with him?
A00958where''s your reward now, Goodman Manchet, for your fine discovery?
A00958who sent thee?
A00958why dost thou stare so?
A00958why, what should stay my faith, or turn my sense?
A00958your Lordship?
A00958your counsailes colour no ●, With reason of state, where all that''s necessary still is just?
A00958your rumpe?
A27198''Save ye, which is the Lady of the house?
A27198''T is the better, Have not the wars bred him up to anger?
A27198''T is true, such we must look for: but Mich. Perez, When heard you of Donna Margarita, the great Heiress?
A27198''T is well Altea, It should be so, my ward I must preserve him: Who sent for him, how dare he come uncall''d for, His bonnet on too?
A27198A Plague upon thee, answer me directly; VVhy didst thon marry me?
A27198A fire subtle ye, are ye so crafty?
A27198A house and riches, when they are but shadows, Shadows to me?
A27198A man of a good presence, pray ye come this way, Of a lusty body, is his mind so tame?
A27198A mine, a mine, there is no end of wealth Collonel, I am an asse, a bashful fool, prethee Collonel, How do thy companies fill now?
A27198A provident Charity; are you for the Wars, Sir?
A27198A right State Usurer; why dost thou not marry, And live a reverend Justice?
A27198All the house?
A27198Alon: It ought not Sir, Go hurry her?
A27198Am I braved thus in my own house?
A27198An excellent lapidary, set these stones sure, Do you mark their Waters?
A27198And Day- beds in all Chambers?
A27198And are you sober?
A27198And brave me too?
A27198And do you find him A man of those hopes that you aim''d at?
A27198And eat some rare fruit?
A27198And every day a new?
A27198And is she rich withal too?
A27198And my Goods gone, what Pick- lock Spirit?
A27198And watcht thee with delights to satisfy thee?
A27198And well beseems her years, who would she yoke with?
A27198And what of them?
A27198And''t was a fair one; what was yours, Don Michael?
A27198Are all the Chambers Deckt and adorn''d thus for my Ladies pleasure?
A27198Are her dreams gentle to her mind?
A27198Are the rooms Made ready to entertain my friends?
A27198Are there none here?
A27198Are those Hospitals?
A27198Are ye blank at this?
A27198Are you a maid?
A27198Are you honest then?
A27198Are you not valiant when you are drunk?
A27198Are your Trunks open?
A27198At four days warning?
A27198Be as merry as you will: can you as handsomely When you are sent for back, come with obedience, And do your duty to the Lady loves you?
A27198Be cozen''d by a thing of clouts, a she moth, That every Silkmans shop breeds; to be cheated, And of a thousand Duckets by a whim wham?
A27198Break my neck rather, is there any thing here to eat But one another, like a race of Cannibals?
A27198By a Woman cheated?
A27198COme hither Wife do you know this hand?
A27198Can you not receive a noble courtesie, And quietly and handsomely as ye ought Couz, But you must ride o''th''top on''t?
A27198Can you rail now?
A27198Can ● ou love a young Lady?
A27198Canst thou lye with a Woman?
A27198Caught in mine own nooze?
A27198Come I warrant ye, Am not I with ye sweet?
A27198Come softly too, how do you?
A27198Come, let''s go in, are all the rooms kept sweet wench?
A27198Come, let''s go: This Rascal will make rare sport; how the Ladies Will laugh at him?
A27198Cut her apieces?
A27198Do you eccho me?
A27198Do you go a birding for all sorts of people?
A27198Do you hear him talk?
A27198Do you wear Guns?
A27198Does he hire my house to play the fool in, Or does it stand on Fairy ground, we are haunted, Are all men and their wives troubled with dreams thus?
A27198Does thy Lady know this?
A27198Dost thou count it base to suffer?
A27198Dost thou laugh still?
A27198Dost thou laugh?
A27198Dost thou not love him?
A27198Draw it upon a VVoman, do brave, Captain?
A27198Give me a cup of Sack, and kiss me Lady, Kiss my sweet face, and make thy Husband Cuckold, An Ocean of sweet Sack, shall we speak Treason?
A27198Give me a halter: is not this house mine, Madam?
A27198H''as no capacity what honour is?
A27198Ha, what would you have?
A27198Has she slept well after her walk last night?
A27198Hast thou married him?
A27198Have I been fear''d for my discoveries, And courted by all women to conceal''em?
A27198Have I not kept thee waking like a Hawk?
A27198Have I profest to tame the pride of Ladies, And make''em bear all tests, and am I trickt now?
A27198Have I so long studied the art of this Sex, And read the warnings to young Gentlemen?
A27198Have ye brought me comfort?
A27198Have ye searcht him Ladies?
A27198Have ye yet no feeling?
A27198Have you no mercy?
A27198Have you seen any service?
A27198He did me this great office, I thank his Grace for''t, should I pray him now, To undo''t again?
A27198Hold ye villain, what thine own Husband?
A27198How came ye hurt Sir?
A27198How does the sweet young Beauty, Lady Margaret?
A27198How now, what''s this?
A27198How slain?
A27198How will your Lady pass to th''Sea else easily?
A27198How wilt thou scape a bullet?
A27198I bob for fools?
A27198I go?
A27198I have many Kinsmen, but so mad a one, And so phantasick — all the house?
A27198I have seen these Jewels, what a notable penniworth Have you had next your heart?
A27198I know she has, but who has all my Goods, Spirit?
A27198I know you will venture all you have to satisfy me, Your life I know, but is it fit I spoil ye, Is it my love do you think?
A27198I long to dance now And to be wanton; let me have a song, is the great Couch up The Duke of Meaina sent?
A27198I shall love you dearly, And''t is a sin to fling away affection, I have no Mistress, no desire to honour Any but you, will not this Oyster open?
A27198I would fain see that, I have been in the Indies twice, and have seen strange things, But two honest Women?
A27198I would not kiss you wantonly, For the Worlds wealth; have I secur''d my Husband, And put all doubts aside to be deluded?
A27198If I should be this Lady that affects ye, Nay say I marry ye?
A27198In the night?
A27198In what dark Barn or tod of aged Ivy Hast thou lain hid?
A27198Is he a Gentleman?
A27198Is he come?
A27198Is he so goodly a man do you say?
A27198Is money reason?
A27198Is not this my Alferes?
A27198Is she a Whore too?
A27198Is she a learned woman i''th''Mathematicks, Can she tell fortunes?
A27198Is she truly, truly your Wife?
A27198Is she your Sister?
A27198Is she your Wife, Sir?
A27198Is the fool come?
A27198Is there no difference betwixt her and you, Sir?
A27198Is there no house then, nor no grounds about it?
A27198Is this the fellow that the people pointed at, For the meer sign of man, the walking image?
A27198Is thy Wife with Child, Don Michael?
A27198Is''t for the King ye come, you knock so boisterously?
A27198Is''t not nobler to command a reverend Justice, than to be one?
A27198It is no matter, by a Woman cozen''d, A real Woman?
A27198It is the woman: good Madam, tell me truly, Had you a Maid call''d Estifania?
A27198Leon Canst thou fight?
A27198Leon What of the Duke Medina?
A27198Let me try your kisses, How the fool shakes, I will not eat ye Sir, Bethrew my heart he kisses wondrous manly, Can ye do any thing else?
A27198Let the King dine there, He owes me money, and so far''s my Creature, And certainly I may make bold with mine own, Captain?
A27198May I crave your leave, Sir?
A27198Mich. A Re your Companies full, Collonel?
A27198Mich. Are they two handsome Women?
A27198Mich. You had the honour to see the face that came to you?
A27198Michael van owle, how dost thou?
A27198More Troops and Figures, to abuse my sufferance, What Cousin''s this?
A27198Must the Coach go too Sir?
A27198My Estifania, shall we to dinner lamb?
A27198My Goods again, how came my Trunks all open?
A27198My mighty mahound Kinsman, what quirk now?
A27198Nay, pray ye come out, and let me understand ye, And tune your pipe a little higher, Lady; I''ll hold you fast, rub, how came my Trunks open?
A27198Ne''re look so stern upon me, I am your Husband, But what are Husbands?
A27198Never be quiet?
A27198New hangings every hour for entertainment, And 〈 … 〉 bought, new Jewels to give lustre?
A27198No Plate, no Jewels, nor no Hangings?
A27198No money?
A27198No, not yet, Sir: Nor will be this month yet, as I reckon; How rises your Command?
A27198Now Cacafogo, how like you this mansion?
A27198Now what with you?
A27198Now, now Sir, now, Come on, do you start off from me, Do you swear great Captain, have you seen a spirit?
A27198O are you come VVife, Shall we be free again?
A27198Of a low stature?
A27198Of what breeding?
A27198Of which Hospital thou wilt sweat in; wilt thou Never leave whoring?
A27198Oh a true lover Sir will lament loudly, Which of the Butts is your Mistress?
A27198Oh let me bless this hour, are you alone sweet friend?
A27198Owes me his Wife too, to appease my fury?
A27198Poor do you call it?
A27198Prithee good stubborn Wife, tell me directly, Good evil Wife leave fooling and tell me honestly, Is this my Kinsman?
A27198Prithee ▪ leave fooling, I am in no humour now to fool and prattle, Did she ne''r play the wag with you?
A27198Say honest, what shame have you then?
A27198Shall I never return to mine own house again?
A27198Shall I wear my new sute Madam?
A27198She has serv''d me faithfully, A Whore and Thief?
A27198She is yours now, why should I look after her?
A27198Sir, there''s your treasure, sell it to a Tinker To mend old Kettles, is this noble Usage?
A27198Stay I prithee, What is thy Will?
A27198Step aside?
A27198Suffer abundantly?
A27198Tell me one thing, I do beseech thee tell me, tell me truth, Wise, However I forgive thee, art thou honest?
A27198The Hangings and the Plate too?
A27198The spirit of peace?
A27198The whole possession wife?
A27198The young fair Woman?
A27198They were mine while they were laden, But now they have cast their Calves, they are not worth Owning: was she her Mistress say you?
A27198This is an Asse, did you never draw your sword yet?
A27198Those I''le allow him, They are for my credit, does he understand But little?
A27198Thou cruel Lord, wouldst thou betray my honesty, Betray it in mine own house, wrong my Husband, Like a night Thief, thou darst not name by day- night?
A27198Thou hast a hanging look thou scurvy thing, hast ne''r a knife Nor ever a string to lead thee to Elysium?
A27198To be undone?
A27198VVas not she owner of it, pray speak truely?
A27198VVhat a Devil ails he?
A27198VVhere is your Maid?
A27198VVhy am I abused?
A27198VVhy am I cozen''d?
A27198VVhy didst thou flatter me, and shew me wonders?
A27198VVill you come near Sir, will your Grace but honour me, And taste our dinner?
A27198Was it the wench i''th''veil?
A27198Was she a Maid do you think?
A27198Was she your Kinswoman?
A27198Was your Father wise?
A27198Weak in your blood you would say, How wretched is my case, willing to please ye, And find you so disable?
A27198Were there not ways enough to fly my vengeance, No holes nor vaults to hide thee from my fury, But thou must meet me face to face to kill thee?
A27198Were those she brought Love- Letters?
A27198Were you never hurt?
A27198What Captains know you?
A27198What Husband mean ye?
A27198What Masque is this now?
A27198What Sir, preparing for your noble journey?
A27198What ail you Sir?
A27198What ail you sweet Wife, To put these daily pastines on my patience?
A27198What are they at door?
A27198What business has she?
A27198What do you fear?
A27198What dost thou do with it?
A27198What dost thou see in me, that I should suffer thus, Have not I done my part like a true Husband, And paid some desperate debts you never look''d for?
A27198What dost thou think I fish without a bait wench?
A27198What have you got there, temperance into your Company?
A27198What house, what pleasure Sir, what do you mean?
A27198What knocking''s this?
A27198What money have ye?
A27198What need we Fiddles, bawdy Songs, and Sack, When our own miseries can make us merry?
A27198What noise, why look ye pale?
A27198What office bore ye?
A27198What shall I do with this fellow?
A27198What shall I lose the King for a few kisses?
A27198What should it mean, that in such haste We are sent for?
A27198What take a young and tender bodied Lady, And expose her to those dangers, and those tumults, A sickly Lady too?
A27198What torments shall I put her to, Phalaris bull now?
A27198What''s that to my question?
A27198What''s that you tumble?
A27198What, are you for the Wars, Alonzo?
A27198What, have you caught him?
A27198When comes she to it?
A27198When shall we come and visit thee?
A27198When shall we come to thy house and be freely merry?
A27198Where''s your Gentlewoman?
A27198Where?
A27198Whither must they go Sir?
A27198Who knocks there?
A27198Who waits there?
A27198Who''s that is cheated, speak again thou vision, But art thou cheated?
A27198Who''s that?
A27198Who''s this?
A27198Who''s this?
A27198Why art thou sent to me to be my Officer, Ay, and commended too, when thou darst not fight?
A27198Why fair and young but to use it?
A27198Why how darst thou meet me again thou rebel, And knowst how thou hast used me thrice, thou rascal?
A27198Why how now wife, what, sick at my preferment?
A27198Why then St. Jaques hey, you have made us all Sir, And if we leave ye — does my Lady go too?
A27198Why thou art not married indeed?
A27198Why where''s this girl, who''s at the door?
A27198Why where''s your Husband?
A27198Why, Sirrah, why Sirrah, you?
A27198Why, what''s four days?
A27198Why, where''s this dinner?
A27198Will not this Souldiers heat out of your bones yet, Do your Eyes glow now?
A27198Will the Duke come again do you think?
A27198Will ye lead, Gentlemen?
A27198Will you go Sister?
A27198Wilt thou go to dinner with us?
A27198Wilt thou lend me any?
A27198With me, or with this Gentleman, Would you speak Lady?
A27198Within 4 days I am gone, so he commands me, And''t is not mannerly for me to argue it, The time grows shorter still, are your goods ready?
A27198Wou''dst thou steal a fortune, And make none of all thy friends acquainted with it, Nor bid us to thy wedding?
A27198Yes Sir, and go before ye, And round about ye, why do ye rail at me For that that was your own sin, your own knavery?
A27198Yes Sir, is that wonder?
A27198Yes why was I made a woman?
A27198Yield our house up, our goods and wealth?
A27198You are hurt mortally, And sitter for your prayers Sir, than pleasure, What starts you make?
A27198You can not go,''t is not in me to save ye, Dare ye do ill, and poorly then shrink under it?
A27198You had best now draw your Sword, Captain?
A27198You know none of''em?
A27198You must provide a Cradle, and what a troubles that?
A27198You shall be taught, and can you when she pleases Go 〈 … 〉 and stay a week or two?
A27198You take away variety in marriage, The abundance of the pleasure you are barr''d then, Is''t not abundance that you aim at?
A27198You''ll stay and dine?
A27198Your Mistress by the way?
A27198Your VVife?
A27198are her Cloaths packt up, And all her Linnen?
A27198art sure it was a Woman?
A27198come, sit down by me chearfully, My Husband''s safe, how do your wounds?
A27198had you a Sister Sir, A Niece or Mistriss that required this courtesie, And should I make a scruple to do you good?
A27198he looks another thing; Are miracles afoot again?
A27198minister some comfort: Tell me directly art thou cheated bravely?
A27198my Mauhound Cousin?
A27198the Devil in the vault?
A27198this is something speedy, Do you conceive as our jennets do with a West wind?
A27198thy excellent Wise: Art thou a Man yet?
A27198what kind of Lady Is that that owes the House?
A27198you will not take Sir Some twenty Duckets?
A39803''T is well sir, Ye make so worthy uses: but quid 〈 ◊ 〉 What shall we now de ● ● rmin ●?
A398032 How doe ye?
A398033 Doe you marke the Pheses?
A39803A grease pot guild your fidle strings: how do you, How is my deere?
A39803A great deale better: Why doe you blush?
A39803A match, but art not thou thy brother?
A39803Alice And so will you too, Or breake down hedges for it: Dorothea, The welcom''st woman living: how do''s thy brother?
A39803Alice Doe yo''know the voyce sir?
A39803Alice I hope we bring ye health sir: how is''t with ye?
A39803Alice I know she''s there sir, And all this but a dreame?
A39803Alice No sir, I left her at her prayers: why doe ye aske me?
A39803Alice What a letter Has this thing written, how it roares like thunder?
A39803Alice What a mad boy is this?
A39803Alice What is he?
A39803Alice What said that Merchant?
A39803Alice What was your dreame to night?
A39803Alice''T is Francisco brother, By heaven I ty''d''em on: a little more sir, A little, little more, what parents have ye?
A39803Alice''T is excellent, And where the outward parts are faire and lovely,( Which are but molds o''th minde) what must the soule be?
A39803All my designes in Limbo?
A39803All that may be: It shall be no blinde wedding: and all the joy Of all our friends I hope: he lookes worse hourely: How do''s my friend, my selfe?
A39803Am I a seemely agent for your othes?
A39803Am I so trim''d?
A39803And appeare to her A thing to be belov''d?
A39803And art thou strong enough?
A39803And can ye be unwilling He being old and impot ● nt: his aime too Levell''d at you, for your good?
A39803And can you tell me How old I am then?
A39803And could ye be so pittifull?
A39803And def ● ct too?
A39803And do''st thou think men will not b ● at thee monstrously For abusing their wives and children?
A39803And do''st thou thinke Mens wives and children can be abus ● d too much?
A39803And how do''st thou?
A39803And how is''t bouncing boyes?
A39803And is the Barber come?
A39803And is your hate so mortall?
A39803And shall w ● now grow strangers?
A39803And wherefore are mine eyes made, and have lights, But to encrease my object ●?
A39803And who else?
A39803And wilt thou be gone saies to''ther?
A39803And wilt thou be gone, saies one?
A39803Any worthy service Vnto my father sir, that I may tell him Even to his peace of heart, and much rejoycing Ye are his true son Thom still?
A39803Are not you Mistresse Dorothy, Thomas sister?
A39803Are not you my Wife?
A39803Are the things ready?
A39803Are ye not guiltie thus?
A39803Are ye so crafty sir?
A39803Beare I that noble name, to be a Traitor?
A39803Begin with my love premised?
A39803Beleeve it no, I never was so liberall: What though he shew a so so comely fellow Which we call pretty?
A39803Blesse me, what beames Flew from these angell eyes: O what a misery What a most studdied torment tis to me now To be an honest man: dare ye sit by me?
A39803Brome, Richard, d. 1652?
A39803But good Alice Tell me how fares the gentle Cellide, The life of my affection, since my travell, My long, and lazie travell?
A39803But how long?
A39803But who Hylas?
A39803But will you d ● ● l ● effectually?
A39803Came ye out of Bedlam?
A39803Can miracles be wrought upon a dead man, When all the power ye have, and perfect object Lyes in anothers light: and his deserves it?
A39803Can ye forget me?
A39803Can ye sing?
A39803Come hi ● her, come, do you see that clowd that flyes there?
A39803Come hither Crab, What gentlewomen are these?
A39803Come sir, what can you say?
A39803Did he do devise ●?
A39803Did not I court ye, comming from this gentlewomans?
A39803Did not I say he was mad?
A39803Did not you promise all your helpe and cunning In my behalfe, but for one houre to see her, Did you not sweare it?
A39803Did she nev''r beat ye before sir?
A39803Did she not cry out,''t was my folly too That forc''d her to thi ● 〈 ◊ 〉 did s ● ● not curse me?
A39803Did you not take two Wenches from the W ● tch to ● And put''em into pudding lane?
A39803Didst thou heare that?
A39803Do you call Sir?
A39803Do you make a doubt?
A39803Do you not understand?
A39803Do you see now plaine?
A39803Do ● you think I am mad ● you''l give me l ● ● ve To try her fairely?
A39803Do''s he know of it?
A39803Do''st thou long to have thy head broke?
A39803Dost thou love any woman?
A39803Dreame?
A39803Dye like a foole unsorrow''d ● A bankrupt fool ● ● that fli ● gs away his treasure?
A39803Eight languages, And wither at an old mans words?
A39803Excellent sister, I am glad to see thee well: but wher''s my father?
A39803F ● llow?
A39803From him?
A39803Fye, fye sir, Now I have promis''d ye this night to marry, Would ye be so intemperate?
A39803Good heaven, what is this woman?
A39803Good neighbours, no more o ● it, Ye doe but fling flaxe on my fire ● where i ● she?
A39803Grant all that: Is he the first, that h''as bin giv''n a lost man, And yet come fairely home?
A39803HE can not goe and take no farewell of me, Can he be so vnkinde?
A39803Ha, what has the mad man done?
A39803Ha; saist thou so?
A39803Ha?
A39803Harke ye Valentine, Is wild oates yet come over?
A39803Hast thou not spoil''d the boy?
A39803Have ye seene it friend?
A39803He''s gone, My best friends gone Alice?
A39803Here, take your spell againe, it burnes my fingers, Was ever Lover writ so sweet a Letter, So elega ● t a stile?
A39803Hold for heaven sake, Must my friends misery make me a triumph?
A39803How dare you walk so late so sweet: so weak gu ● rd ● d?
A39803How do you worthy Sir?
A39803How do''s his Father?
A39803How do''s it show?
A39803How do''st thou Frank ● how do''st thou boy, beare up man: What, shrink i''th sin ● we ● for a little sicknesse?
A39803How do''● he b ● ● re himself?
A39803How doe ye sir?
A39803How hard he holds my hand Aunt?
A39803How he itches?
A39803How like a Swan she swims her pace, and beares Her silver breasts?
A39803How like the Sun Labouring in his eclipse, darke, and prodigious, She shew''d till now?
A39803How sir?
A39803How soft the rogue feeles?
A39803How stand ye with your mistresse?
A39803How strange she beares it?
A39803How that touch stung me?
A39803How willingly thy heart betrayes thee cosin?
A39803How''s this?
A39803Humh, humh, Di ● cretion?
A39803I am made now, I see no venture is in no hand: I have it, How now?
A39803I have no maw to marriage, yet this rascall Tempts me extreamely: will ye marry presently?
A39803I know not, Dreame of a Nunnery?
A39803I know your nature''s sweet enough, and tender, Not grated on, nor curb''d: doe you love your Mistresse?
A39803I le pawne my life on''t And this is he; Come hither Mistris Dorothy, And Mistris Mary: who do''s that face looke like: And view my brother well?
A39803I le wash my hands of all ye do: farewell Sir ● Thou art not mad?
A39803I lookt for''t: Shall we enjoy your companie?
A39803I prethee away, thou know''st I am monstrous ticklish, What do''st thou think I love to blast my buttocks?
A39803I say how sir?
A39803I thanke ● e: But wher''s my blessed Cellide?
A39803I thought there was some such trick in''t, you ● tole from m ● But who, for heaven sake?
A39803I touch Authoritie ye rascall?
A39803I violate the Law?
A39803I ● a Nunnery?
A39803I ● he the old Tom?
A39803Iewels sir?
A39803In blasphemies?
A39803In her, alas sir, Alas poore gentlewoman, she a hand so heavy To knocke ye like a Calfe down, or so brave a courage To beat her father?
A39803Is he come in?
A39803Is he your friend?
A39803Is the devill stirring?
A39803Is there nev''r a shop open?
A39803Is there no tricke in''t?
A39803Is this serious?
A39803Is this the Sipirit?
A39803Keep ye to that key, are they all abed trow?
A39803Kissing?
A39803MOre stop ● y ● t?
A39803Maid Who''s there?
A39803Maid Why who is this?
A39803Maid Will you walke in fo ● soo ● h?
A39803Mary What do''st thou meane to do ●?
A39803Mary What hast thou done?
A39803Mas t is she indeed How smart the pretty thee ● e lookes?''
A39803May I have passage for my mo ● ● y?
A39803May all I have restor ● him?
A39803May we discourse too On honourable tearmes?
A39803May we sing too?
A39803Mich. Did you lye with her Lady?
A39803Mich. HA''st thou inquir''d him out?
A39803Mich. How found ye my words About the nature of his sicknesse Valentine?
A39803Mich. My good neighbour, Me thinks you are stirring early since your travell, You have learn''d the rule of health sir, where''s your mistres?
A39803Mich. Neighbours, how do''s the gentleman?
A39803Mich. Was she abed then?
A39803No singing, nor no dauncing, nor no drinking?
A39803No surely, Nor any wise man I thinke; marriage?
A39803No ● 〈 ◊ 〉 i ●?
A39803Not for the world: bu ● whe ●''s my Mistres ● e And p ● ● thee say how do''s she?
A39803Not s ● e me?
A39803Nothing to night sweet?
A39803Now benedi ● ite, have ye got the bre ● ze there?
A39803Now''t is too late, I take it: Will ye be drunk to night,( a lesse intreaty Has serv''d your turn ●) and save all yet?
A39803Now, as you are a gentleman, resolve me, Where did you get these jewels?
A39803O beleeve it, I am much alter''d, much another way: The civil''st Gentleman in all your Country: Doe not ye see me alter''d?
A39803O deerest: My noble friend too: what a blessednesse Have I about me now?
A39803O double hearted, O woman, perfect woman: what distraction Was meant to mankind when th ● u was''t made a devill, What an invyting hell invented?
A39803O fond and ignorant, Why didst thou foster my affection Till it grew up, to know no other father, And then betray it?
A39803O strange impudence?
A39803O what is that to you my foole?
A39803Of any age too?
A39803Of what forsooth?
A39803Of which Lady?
A39803Or do''● she play still with me?
A39803Or if''t were possible I might get a Maid, To what use should I put her?
A39803Out upon ye Thomas What do ye meane to do?
A39803Oye little villaine, Ye delicate coy thiefe, how I shall thrum ye?
A39803Peace a little, Thou would''st faine have a wife?
A39803Planted in my heart Aunt?
A39803Pray sir be satisfi''d, And wherein I can doe you good, command me, What a mad foole is this?
A39803Pray tell me If I had never know ● e that gentleman Would you not willingly embrace my off ● r?
A39803Prethee how is he?
A39803Rack a maids tender eares, with dam''s and div ● ls?
A39803Ride, nay then, Had he horse out?
A39803S ● e m ● friend ● doe you thinke it fit?
A39803Say he ● ome b ● cke To piece his poor friends life out?
A39803Shall we to Church straight?
A39803She keeps her warme I warrant ye, a bed yet?
A39803So gam ● son dost thou say?
A39803So light are you, and blown with every fancy: Will ye but make me hope ye may be civill?
A39803Stand you a sid ● then: how with her sir?
A39803Still Mistresse Dorothy?
A39803Still fowler?
A39803Sure she has found my griefe?
A39803Talke with the gentlewomen?
A39803That''s as ye think good your selv ● ● ● i ● you des ● rv ● it, Why''t is the easiest thing to compasse: beat ● n?
A39803The man''s foolish Sir, you looke soberly: who is this fellow, And where''s hi ● busines ● e?
A39803The onely temper''d spirit, Scholler, Souldier, Courtier: and all in one piece?
A39803Then get you up Doll, Away, I''le strait come to you: is all ready?
A39803There he speakes sence, but I le assure ye gentleman, I think no Wife of yours: at what hour ● was it?
A39803This man you love, Sir?
A39803This man you put into a free poss ● ssion Of what his wants could aske: or your selfe render?
A39803Tho Goe for a Fidler then: the poore old Fidler That sayes his songs: but first where lyes my Mistresse, Did ye enquire out that?
A39803Thou art a mad companion: never staid Tom?
A39803Thou art not married?
A39803Thou never meanest then To marry any that thou lov''st?
A39803Thou rascall slave hast thou not twice abus''d me?
A39803Though much unwilling, you have made me yeeld, More for his sake I see: how full of sor ● ow Sweet catching sorrow, he appeares?
A39803Till doomes- day: what unnecessary nothing ● Are these about a wounded minde?
A39803To keepe that simp ● ing sort o ● people company, That sober men call civill: marke ye that Sir?
A39803To pay him with ● proje ● t ● Watch hi ● too, I would wish ye: prethe ● ● ● ll me, Do''st thou affect thes ● women still?
A39803To what end gentlemen, when all is perish''d Vpon a wrack, is there a hope remaining?
A39803To what end?
A39803To what sir?
A39803To whom prethee?
A39803Tom From whom boy?
A39803Tom, when is the horse- race?
A39803Twa ● that I onely fear''d: good friend go from me, I finde my heart too full ● or further conference: You are assur''d of this?
A39803VVHen comes he?
A39803VVHere hast thou been man?
A39803VVHy do you raile at me?
A39803Vp with your nose sir, I doe not bleed,''t was a sound knock she gave me, A plaguy mankinde girle, how my braines totters?
A39803Was eye ● such a wilde A ● se?
A39803Wee''ll goe visite''T is charity: besides I know she is there: And under visitation I shall see hir Will ye along?
A39803What Rybabald ●?
A39803What Taverne has he us''d to ● what things done That shewes a man, and mettle?
A39803What a str ● nge fellow''s this?
A39803What are ye?
A39803What ayle ye?
A39803What bobd of all sides?
A39803What bugbeares dwell in thy br ● ins?
A39803What do''st thou thinke?
A39803What doe all these here?
A39803What doe you faint at this?
A39803What had an oath or two bin?
A39803What has he writ?
A39803What hast thou made up twenty yet?
A39803What hast thou there, a julip?
A39803What heaven ye have brought m ● Lad ●?
A39803What if a man should kisse ye?
A39803What is it Master Valentine?
A39803What make ye here?
A39803What other end came we along?
A39803What questions they propound too ● how do you sir ● I am glad to ● e ● you well?
A39803What say you to yong Luce, my neighbour ● daughter, She was too yong I take it, when you travelled; Some twelve yeare old?
A39803What shall I doe?
A39803What should I doe friend?
A39803What sweet content dwels here?
A39803What think you of this Gentleman?
A39803What though his promises may stumble at The power of goodnesse in him, sometimes use too?
A39803What would he do indeed Doll?
A39803What would you give now to be there, and I At home Mall?
A39803What''s the matter?
A39803What''s the matter?
A39803What, new worke?
A39803What?
A39803When did he rid ● abroad since he came over?
A39803When last saw ye her?
A39803Where are these women I say?
A39803Where is your Mistresse?
A39803Where, what is he?
A39803Where?
A39803Whether doe you drive me?
A39803Whether ● r ● ye bo ● ● d friend ●?
A39803Whither goe all these men- menders, these Physitians?
A39803Who are you?
A39803Who payes me for my Musicke?
A39803Who shall answere this?
A39803Who would have writ such a debosh''d?
A39803Who wouldst thou make me beleeve it was, the divell?
A39803Who''s there?
A39803Who, Monsieur Thomas?
A39803Who?
A39803Whose dog lyes sicke o''th mulligrubs?
A39803Why Doll, why Doll I say: my letter ● ubd too, And no accesse without I mend my manners?
A39803Why come you thus?
A39803Why do you lye so damnably, so foolishly?
A39803Why do''st thou follow me?
A39803Why how now Mistresse Thomas?
A39803Why should he 〈 ◊ 〉 but m ●?
A39803Why th ● r ● 〈 ◊ 〉, But wher''s the sicke man?
A39803Why that''s my daughter, rogue, do''st thou not see her Kissing that fellow there, there in that corner?
A39803Why two, And in that forme?
A39803Why well I thank ye sweet heart, Shall we walke in, for now th ● ●''s non ● to trouble us?
A39803Why, what a devill do you meane?
A39803Why, what''s the matter there among these Maids?
A39803Will not h ● dy ● then?
A39803Will you choose there sir?
A39803Wilt please ye draw neere?
A39803Would ye ought with us, gentlemen?
A39803Would ye see her?
A39803Would you have me now begin to be prentize, And learne to cobble other mens old boots?
A39803Y ● have no share in goodnesse ● Ye are belyde; you are not Cellide, The modest, unaculate: who are ye?
A39803Yes, I will marry agen: but Monsieur Thomas, What say ye to the gentleman that challenged ye Before he went, and the fellow ye fell out with?
A39803Yf''aith y''are welcome home; what news beyond ● eas?
A39803You have no project But faire and honest?
A39803You have your breeches?
A39803You need no more instruction?
A39803You will be there?
A39803You will not breake?
A39803You''l follow?
A39803You''l let me like?
A39803Your faire cosin?
A39803Your patience, May not a man prof ● sse his Love?
A39803and my mistresse Be vow''d for eve ● a re ● ● ● se?
A39803are ye a gentleman?
A39803by thine owne covenant, Would''st thou not now be hang''d?
A39803can you tell me?
A39803did not I marry you last night At St ● Michaels Chappell?
A39803did not you sweare you lov''d me?
A39803do I dwell in her To force her to do this or that?
A39803do''s it not stop And wither at my yeares?
A39803has she not view''d And entertain''d some yonger smooth behaviour Some youth but in his blossome, as her selfe is?
A39803how would you have me write?
A39803is her love still Vpon the growing hand?
A39803is it come to that?
A39803is there ● ny hope yet You Master may returne?
A39803looke upon her, Dandle her upon my knee, and give her suger sops?
A39803my Mistresse?
A39803no ● constrain''d, But out of cure, and councell?
A39803or a head broke, Though t''had been mine, to have satisfied the old man?
A39803or say it may be hansom?
A39803speake, speake gently, And next, what would ye with me?
A39803the doore lock''t, and she in before?
A39803what noyse is this?
A39803what rogue At these houres?
A39803when was my house At such a shame before, to creep to bed At ten a clocke, and twelve, for want of company?
A39803who should beat thee?
A39803why do you blush so?
A39803ye, and nay Gentlemen, A much converted man: wher''s the best wine boyes?
A39803yong Frank?
A39803●''pretious; you''ll make me mad; did not the Priest Sir Hugh that you appointed, about twelve a clocke Tye our hands fast?
A27179''Slid they did all speak plain even now methought; Dost thou know this same maid?
A27179''T is shee,''t is she, Niece?
A27179''T is thunder, thunder: See, a flash of Lightning, Are you not blasted Mistris?
A27179''T is true Sir ▪ what a voice was here now?
A27179''T is w ● ll you understand right, And shall learn daily: you can drink too?
A27179''T was like your self, honest, and noble Hubert: Ca ●''st thou behold these mirrors altogeth ● r, Of thy long ● false, and bloody usurpation?
A27179A Gentleman?
A27179A counter?
A27179A liberall Gentleman?
A27179A petty fellow?
A27179A ● ay companion; handling her?
A27179Acknowledge you my Father?
A27179Alas, how does she?
A27179All at a swoop?
A27179All found?
A27179Almost a woman, I think?
A27179Am I not worthie of the knowledg of it?
A27179Ambition among beggars?
A27179And I''le deserve it treble; what horse ha''you?
A27179And can not I as well affect your sorrowes, As your delights?
A27179And do you well remember yet the boon you gave me ▪ Upon the return of this?
A27179And how does my Niece?
A27179And in all this wisedom; Had I not reason?
A27179And is that all your ceremonie?
A27179And say I am sorry?
A27179And to the open handling of our justice, Why did ye this upon the proper person Of our good Master?
A27179And where will ye stick''em?
A27179And will ye love me''deed- law?
A27179And ye dare know a woman from a weather cock?
A27179Any of the old Lords that rebel ● d?
A27179Aqua- vitae?
A27179Are all my ho ● es and prayers turnd to nothing?
A27179Are you the owners Of the Ship that last night put into the Harbour?
A27179As you are the Gentleman you would be thought?
A27179B A — juggle''em?
A27179B If e''re I catch your Sow- gelder, by this hand I''le strip him; Were ever fools so ferkt?
A27179B Who, Master Goswin?
A27179B. C ● me, fill, fill, fill suddenly: le ●''s see Sir, What''s ● his?
A27179B. Cloakes?
A27179Best make a ● ● and And listen to his next: ha?
A27179Betraid to Vi ● lains?
A27179Betray''d?
A27179But hark ye brother Prig, Shall we do nothing in the fore- said wedding?
A27179But look upon her, then if thy heart relent not I''le quit her presently; who waits there?
A27179But what will that advantage thee?
A27179But what''s the action we are for now?
A27179But wilt thou do this service?
A27179Buy any brand- wine, buy any brand- wine?
A27179By force?
A27179By poison, ha?
A27179Can mens prayers Shot up to heaven, with such a zeal as mine are, Fell ● eck like lazy mists, and never prosper?
A27179Can that thing call''d a woman stop your godness?
A27179Can you do these things?
A27179Can''st tell me a way now, how to cut off my wives Concvpiscence?
A27179Canst thou work miracles?
A27179Certainly''t is treasure; Can there be yet this blessing?
A27179Clause, canst thou be so cruel?
A27179Clause?
A27179Come al ● st bullets three ▪ with a whim- wham: Have ye their moneys?
A27179Come bring''em out ▪ for here we sit in justice: Give to each one a cudgel, a good cudgel: And now attend your sentence, tha?
A27179Di ●''st ever see her?
A27179Did you never hear of a young Maid called Iaculine?
A27179Didst thou ever, By the fair light of heaven, behold a sweeter?
A27179Do I see?
A27179Do not your Lawyers Se ● l all their practice, as your Priests their Prayers?
A27179Do you hear Sir?
A27179Do you hear Sirs?
A27179Do you hear?
A27179Do you hear?
A27179Do you love me?
A27179Do you mark?
A27179Duty?
A27179Ev''n to morrow; But why do I stand mocking of my misery?
A27179Flo What is that you say, Sir?
A27179For a hundred thousand crownes?
A27179For a hundred thousand crowns?
A27179For doing good?
A27179For what, Sir?
A27179Friendship?
A27179Ger Hope still sir; are you ty''d Within the compasse of a day, good master, To pay this mass of money?
A27179Gertrude?
A27179Give me thy reason; dost thou fear her ● onesty?
A27179Good Clause How cam''st thou by this mighty sum?
A27179H ● w?
A27179H ●?
A27179Ha''you had no Letters Lately from England, nor from Denmark?
A27179Ha?
A27179Ha?
A27179Ha?
A27179Hark, hark I beseech you, Do you hear nothing?
A27179Have I liv''d In all the happinesse fortune could seat me, In all mens fair opinions?
A27179Have not we, Sir, chap- men, And Factors then, to answer these?
A27179Have ye any Pigs, Calves, or Colts, Have ye any lambs in your holts, To cut for the stone?
A27179Have ye any work for the Sow- gelder, boa?
A27179Have ye ere a ● ood place for my quality?
A27179He is a father to her; or a Soldier That in his Countries ser ● ice, from the war Hath brought him only scars and want?
A27179He that had thank himself: not hand her?
A27179He was not in disgrace?
A27179Hig Is not the man an honest man?
A27179How long?
A27179How now, brave Burgomaster?
A27179How they triumph in their treachery?
A27179How will ye kiss me, pray you?
A27179How ▪ What suitors are they?
A27179How ● ain she would conceal her self?
A27179How, pre''thee Saylor?
A27179How?
A27179How?
A27179How?
A27179How?
A27179Hub May a poor huntsman, with a merry heart, A voice shall make the Forrest ring about him, Get leave to live amongst ye?
A27179Hub None to offend you; I Sir?
A27179Hub ▪ Do you know any of these people live here?
A27179Hubert?
A27179I am glad we have found ye, Is not this true?
A27179I ha''giv''n Bun meat; You do not love me, do you?
A27179I have kept touch Sir, which is the Earl of these?
A27179I hope you have spilt no blood?
A27179I marry Sir, Where is that ● ● an?
A27179I may perceive a vi ● lanie, and a rank one, Was he joyn''d partner of thy knaverie?
A27179I thank you, Thank ye heartily: when shall I pay ye?
A27179I understand no word she says; how long Has she been here?
A27179I would my clapper Hung in his Bald- rick, what a peal could I ring?
A27179I, and obedient to?
A27179IS he then taken?
A27179If I were troubled, What could thy comfort do?
A27179Is my misery Become my scorn too?
A27179Is she a thing then to be lost thus lightly?
A27179Is there a virgin of good fame wan ● s dowre?
A27179Is this a wedding?
A27179Is this certain?
A27179Is this that Traitor Woolfort?
A27179Is''t not enough the floods,& friends forget me?
A27179Is''t the delay of that ye long have look''d for, A happy marriage?
A27179It lyes in''s brain yet, In lumps it lies, I''le fetch it out the finest: What pretty faces the foole makes,?
A27179King, by you leave, where are you?
A27179Kiss him, girl, I bid you: My Merchant royal, fear no Uncles: hang''em, Hang up all Uncles: Are we not in Bruges?
A27179Kneel to me?
A27179LEad, if thou thinkst we are right, why dost thou make These often stands?
A27179Let me go, No man shall hold me, that upholds him; Do you uphold him?
A27179Letters?
A27179Look there she is, d ● ● l with me as thou wilt now Didst ever see a fairer?
A27179Lord, how the world''s chang''d with ye?
A27179Make no shew then; I am glad to see you, Sir, and I am Gerrard; How stands affairs?
A27179Married?
A27179May I speak a word in private to ye?
A27179May his Bears worry him, that Ape had paid it; What dainty tricks?
A27179Mistris?
A27179Murder your nose a little: does your head purge Sir?
A27179Must not marry?
A27179Must ye my sweet?
A27179My Goswin Turn''d Prince?
A27179NO wind blow faire yet?
A27179No belief gentle Master?
A27179No mercy in ye?
A27179No newes yet?
A27179No news yet o''your Ships?
A27179No star prosperous?
A27179No threatning, For we shall cool you sir; why didst thou basely Attempt the murther of the Merchant Goswin?
A27179None?
A27179Not marry, Clause?
A27179Not to the wedding, Sir?
A27179Now huffing Sir, what''s your name?
A27179Now what sayst thou?
A27179Now what''s the news in town?
A27179O I am miserably lost, thus falne Into my Uncles hands, from all my hopes: Can I not think away my self and dye?
A27179O this precious Merchant; What sport he will have?
A27179O ● e trick more yet; Hey, come aloft: sa, sa, flim, flum, taradumbis?
A27179Or cackling cheats?
A27179Or cutting off a convoy of bu ● ter?
A27179Or dost thou work upon my troubled sense?
A27179Or either did not court you to command it?
A27179Or lists of Velvet?
A27179Or merge ● y- praters, Rogers ▪ And Tibs o''th the Bu ● te ● y?
A27179Or surprising a Boors ken, for granting cheats?
A27179Or taking A poultrer prisoner, without ransome, Bullye ●?
A27179Our Company''s growne horri ● ● e thin by it, What think you Ferret?
A27179Robbing a Ripper of his fish?
A27179Rot your pepper; Shall I trust you again?
A27179Say ye so?
A27179Say you so, Sir?
A27179Shall I believe thee?
A27179Shall I break now, when my poor heart is pawn''d?
A27179Shall Piggs, Sir, that the Parsons self would envy, And dainty Ducks?
A27179Shall it be spoken, Fat capons shak''t their tails at''s in defiance, And Turkey toombs such honourable monuments?
A27179Shall no body need To look to me?
A27179Sir, I do say she is no merchandize; Will that suffice you?
A27179Sir, that brought not me; Do you know this Ring again?
A27179Sir?
A27179Sir?
A27179Stand at the door my friends?
A27179Still a sad man?
A27179Still blowst thou there?
A27179Such?
A27179Sweet, what ayle ye?
A27179Swin ●, with the very mast, b ● side the woods?
A27179Tell me but how I have deserv''d your slighting?
A27179Th ● n Higgen will scarce thrive by it, You do conclude?
A27179That can not save y ●, Who sent ye hi her?
A27179That''s well: ready to take Upon surprise of''em?
A27179The B ● ● fs and Muttons that your grou ● ds are stor''d wi ● h?
A27179The company That you had last, what had you for''t, y''faith?
A27179The first, The first of any, and most glad I have you Sir, I l ● t you go before, b ● t for a train; I ●''t you have done t ● is service?
A27179The word?
A27179Then will I speak a speech, and a brave speech In praise of Merchants; where''s the Ape?
A27179There''s amongst you all?
A27179There''s money to be go ●, and meat I take it; What think ye of a moris ●?
A27179There''s one leg in the wood, do not pull backward: What a sweat one on''s are in, you or I?
A27179These carry to Vanlock and take my Bills in: To Peter Zuten th ● se: bring back my Jewels: Why are these pieces?
A27179This day upon a sure appointment, He meets me mile hence, by the Chase side, Under the row of Okes, do you know it?
A27179This fellow comes to mock us; gold or silver?
A27179This is tyrant- like indeed: But what would Gynkes Or Clause be here, if either of them should reign?
A27179This wind b ● ings them; nor no news over land, Through Spain, from the Straights?
A27179To you?
A27179Troth thou mak''st me wonder; Have you a King and Commonwealth among you?
A27179Under the Rose here?
A27179Van- d. How do you Woolfort?
A27179Was it for want you undertook it?
A27179Welcome, welcome, weldome, but who shall have the keeping Of this fellow?
A27179Well?
A27179What ail you, Sirs?
A27179What ailes my love?
A27179What ailes the f ● llow?
A27179What are you si ● ● ah?
A27179What do you think of this?
A27179What great ● ● curity?
A27179What ha''you, Bells for my squirrel?
A27179What have I ere possess''d which was not you ● s?
A27179What if it would?
A27179What is not bought and sold?
A27179What is that Hubert, Sir?
A27179What is''t Clause?
A27179What is''t Huntsman?
A27179What is''t Sir?
A27179What is''t?
A27179What mak''st thou here, ha?
A27179What mean you, Sir, To stay there with that stammerer?
A27179What miracles are powr''d upon this fellow?
A27179What news o''th''Fly- b ● at?
A27179What power hast thou to ask me?
A27179What power hast thou?
A27179What say yo ● to it?
A27179What should I think, unless the Seas and sands Had swallow''d up my ships?
A27179What strange wonders Fear fancies in a Coward?
A27179What would the knowledge do thee good, so miserable Thou canst not help thy self?
A27179What ● o''the wooll- pack?
A27179What''s that to you, Sir?
A27179What''s the fraught?
A27179What''s your Fathers name?
A27179What, a false knave?
A27179What?
A27179What?
A27179When all the preparation?
A27179When?
A27179Where the Nation live so free, and so merry as do we?
A27179Who I repent?
A27179Who are these, Hemskirke?
A27179Who ever yet arriv''d to any grace, Reward or trust from me, but his approaches Were by your fair reports of him preferr''d?
A27179Who goes there?
A27179Who was the Lord of house or land that stood Within the p ● ospect of your covetous eye?
A27179Who''s there?
A27179Who''s this?
A27179Who, this?
A27179Why do you look so wild?
A27179Why dost thou fool me?
A27179Why is this stop Sir?
A27179Why should you be thus then?
A27179Why shouldst thou light on that then?
A27179Why soon Sir?
A27179Why wouldst thou know?
A27179Why, thou timerous Sot, canst thou perceive Any thing i''the bush, but a poor glo- worme?
A27179Why, what a G ● os- cap would''st thou make me, Do not I know that men in misery will promise Any thing, more then their lives can reach at?
A27179Why?
A27179Will no lesse serve?
A27179Will the Sun shine again?
A27179Will ye know a man now?
A27179Will ye see any feats of act ● vity, Some ● eight of hand, leigerdemain?
A27179Will you hear a Song how the Divell was gelded?
A27179Will you on then?
A27179Wilt thou swear me?
A27179With what fore- head Do you speak this to me?
A27179Woman?
A27179Wool Will you yet end?
A27179Woolfort?
A27179Would you leave me Without a farewel, Hub ● rt?
A27179Wretch art thou not cont ● nt thou h ● st betraid u ●, But mock us too?
A27179Wrought from me, by a Begg ● r?
A27179Y''ded law?
A27179Ye are not married yet?
A27179Yes; what are you the better?
A27179Yet will ye know me?
A27179Yet will ye love me?
A27179You are not Minche?
A27179You do not love me Goswin?
A27179You have no ships lost lately?
A27179You have your will: Require you any more?
A27179You must not only know me for your Unc ● e, N ● w, but obey me ▪ you go cast your self Away upon a dunghil here?
A27179You shall perceive Sir, e''re you get your freedom: Take him aside; and friend, we take thee to us, Into our companie, thou dar''st be true unto us?
A27179You the Earls servant?
A27179Your place now, Sir?
A27179Your time?
A27179a Merchant?
A27179and as ye are true rascals, Tell me but this, have ye not been drunk, and often, At his charge?
A27179and does the Capper love ye?
A27179and what further villanies Have ye in hand?
A27179and ● rom all other parts, Do all my Agents sleep, that nothing comes?
A27179are all the bounties in me To you,& to the town, turn''d my reproaches?
A27179at the time That most should tie him?
A27179can you tell?
A27179catch me a butte ● fly, And I''le love you again; when?
A27179did you no ● name Mistris?
A27179fly a friend Unweari ● d in his study to advance you?
A27179ha?
A27179have ye no humanity, N ● part of men left?
A27179hey pass, Presto, be gone there?
A27179is''t I offend ye?
A27179methought she nam''d me — Do you know me, Chick?
A27179no return of moneys?
A27179nor any thing, to hold my hopes up?
A27179nothing but signes?
A27179one that makes his trade With Oaths and perjuries?
A27179or death devour''d my Factors?
A27179or fire had spoil''d My ware- houses?
A27179or is''t my fancy that would have it so?
A27179or the sugar- chest?
A27179pound or yard, You vent your C ● ntry by?
A27179shall we into England?
A27179stay ye, what are these then?
A27179to what purpose?
A27179we ha''tricks too, You stole the Lady?
A27179what means this out- cry?
A27179what prefi ●, If I had any private way ▪ could rise Out of my knowledge, to do thee commodity?
A27179which is''t?
A27179who disarm''d him?
A27179why what are you?
A27179yet shew it, Will ye love me, and leave that man?
A27179you love no other woman?
A27179● Merchant?
A39808''T is he and Roderigo; What Peace dwells in their Faces?
A39808''T is very well, is your blood so hot, I''faith, my Minx?
A39808( aside) He''s in, and now have at him — Are you the Master, Sir?
A39808( aside) No end of my misfortunes?
A398081 Gen. Do you sleep a Nights?
A398081 Gen. Is there no unkindness you have receiv''d from any Friend, or Parent?
A398081 Gen. What Ails him, who has stirr''d him?
A398081 Gen. What flaws and gusts of Weather we have had these three days?
A398082 Gen. Have you no fearful Dreams?
A398082 Gen. Mercy on me, how he stares?
A398082 Gen. You find no sickness?
A39808A Boy, I think; stay, Why may not he direct us?
A39808A Piece of pretty Holiness; do you shrink, my Master?
A39808Abed, abed, D''ye hear?
A39808Alas Sir, do you ask a Child?
A39808Alas, Sir, What wou''d you have me do?
A39808All?
A39808Alms do you ● all it, to relieve these Rascalls?
A39808Am I Fool''d on all sides?
A39808An Excise man?
A39808And Horses too, ha?
A39808And a Sword by her side to keep the Wolves off?
A39808And from thence scrambled over the Wall into the Park, and so to the Devil?
A39808And have Religious Bloud hang o''re our Heads?
A39808And how do you know she got out at the Garden, ha?
A39808And is your Reckoning stated right with Heav''n?
A39808And say Grace to boild Meat?
A39808And shall I conclude my Pains?
A39808And shall I have a Coach?
A39808Are the Vows you have made, too mighty for you?
A39808Are there any Saints that understand by sign only?
A39808Are they all set?
A39808Are they so fierce?
A39808Are ye peeping?
A39808Are ye so willing then to go?
A39808Are you of this Country, Sir?
A39808Are you prepar''d to dye, Sir?
A39808Are you serious in this request, Sir?
A39808Are you so Hot, I Faith?
A39808Are your Lips Sealed, or do you scorn to Answer?
A39808Ay marry Sir, where''s my Horse now?
A39808Ay, a Drum; didst never see a Drum, mun?
A39808Ay, but the Drum, the Drum Sir, did not you hear the Drum?
A39808B ● t where are we, Curio?
A39808Basto; who''s there?
A39808Bear no Respect to what I seem; were I a Saint indeed, why shou''d that stagger ye?
A39808But I must be an Ass: Here, Sirrah, see''em reliev''d for once; do''t effectually too; d''ye hear?
A39808But hast thou any Money?
A39808But how shall I recover him?
A39808But what could be her business here?
A39808But what if, after all, this Godly Geer, Is not so Senceless as it wou''d appear?
A39808But where is she now?
A39808But why shou''d I still wander thus, and be a Coxcomb, tire out my P ● ● ce and Pleasure for a Girl?
A39808CAn she slip through a Key- hole?
A39808Can Fools and Mad- folks then be Tutors to me?
A39808Can a Father''s Nature, a Noble Father''s too?
A39808Can any wind blow rough upon a blossom so fair and tender?
A39808Can they feel my Sores, yet I insensible?
A39808Can ye sink, Gaffer?
A39808Can you be angry?
A39808Can you imagine who put this Trick upon you?
A39808Can''st thou Preach?
A39808Canst thou shew''em me?
A39808Canst thou tell me if this be the way to the Town?
A39808Captain Poor- Quarter, will ye move?
A39808Captain, how dost thou, Captain?
A39808Come, Sir, will you retire quietly to your Chamber?
A39808Come, will ye troop up, Porridge Regiment?
A39808Curse on my Dulness, why did I not open this?
A39808D''ye hear the Drum?
A39808D''ye hear, Verdugo?
A39808D''ye quarrel in my Kingdom?
A39808D''ye remember Ioan, Captain?
A39808Did it look noble to be o''re- laid with odds?
A39808Did it seem manly in a multitude to opp ● ess you?
A39808Did they seem Friends?
A39808Do ye dispute, Sirrah?
A39808Do ye fear the Billows?
A39808Do you fear?
A39808Do you find your Pennance sharp?
A39808Do you hear, Master?
A39808Do you make sport with their Miseries?
A39808Do you need me any farther, Captain?
A39808Do you perceive him now?
A39808Do''s the Crack go that way, old Hunger, ha?
A39808Do?
A39808Does the Sea stagger ye?
A39808Dost hear, Boy?
A39808Dost know me?
A39808Dost know what place this is, Child?
A39808Dost thou dwell in Segovia, Fool?
A39808Dost thou s ● e that S ● ar there?
A39808Dost thou seek more Coals still to sear thy Conscience?
A39808Dost thou want any thing?
A39808For thy Coronation — I''ll do''t; But Mony down; dost hear?
A39808Hah, more Motion yet?
A39808Han''t you been Bouncing about them?
A39808Hark thee, Pilgrim; wilt thou take a Spit and a Stride, and try if thou canst out- run us?
A39808Hark ye young Man; Can you beat a Drum?
A39808Hark you, Madam, you had a Gillian once; nimble Chaps I think we call''d her: Pray is this the Lady?
A39808Has not her Father found her?
A39808Hast thou any Friends, Kindred, or Alliance, or any higher Ambition than an Alms Basket?
A39808Hast thou seen Rod ● ● igo lately?
A39808Have I got the Itch, Scrub, or do I look like some of thy Acquaintance hung in Gibbets?
A39808Have I not always serv''d you faithfully?
A39808Have ye consider''d the Nature of these Men, and how they have us''d you?
A39808Have ye then conspir''d ● ye Slaves?
A39808Have you found your Tongue then?
A39808Have you kill''d his Father, or his Mother, or strangled any of his Kindred?
A39808Have you met her yet?
A39808Have you ne''er heard, Sir, of the Noble Pedro yet?
A39808He did not see him, did he?
A39808He holds me hard; thou hast a mind to speak to me, he Weeps: What would''st thou say, my Child?
A39808Here are no Souldiers, no Body from the King to Attack you, are you all mad?
A39808Here''s a Halter, noble Captain, what service have you for t?
A39808Hold, hold; no Civil Wars, d''ye hear?
A39808How Artfully she sav''d him?
A39808How I Tremble?
A39808How cunningly she pleaded for him?
A39808How dark and hot it is?
A39808How do you like the Walks?
A39808How dost thou?
A39808How he Sighs?
A39808How he looks?
A39808How in the name of mischief got he out?
A39808How is''t with the Scholar?
A39808How my self from Violence?
A39808How shall I Save him?
A39808How steadfastly this Man looks upon me?
A39808How thoughtfully he looks?
A39808I fain wou''d wooe his Fancy into Peace; I see''t is much disturb''d — Will you not try to take a moment''s Rest?
A39808I force her to a strong Dog, do n''t I?
A39808I grant you, Roderigo is all these, and a brave Gentleman: But does it therefore follow, she must doat upon him?
A39808I know what to do, I warrant ye; I''m for all fancies; I can talk to''em, and dispute if occasion be — Who lies here?
A39808I never saw such Pidgeon- hearted Rogues: what Drum, you Fools?
A39808I seek my self; sure, something I remember bea ● s that Motto?
A39808I shall not be obey''d then?
A39808I''ll Cool you, Mistriss; Must you be jumping Joan?
A39808I''ll follow her, but who shall plague her Father there?
A39808I''ll make him a new Mantle?
A39808If Men cou''d Sail to Heav''n in Porridge- pots, with Masts of Beef and Mutton, what a Voyage shou''d I make?
A39808If he''s such rare company now he''s sober, what will he be over a Bottle?
A39808If it be base in Wretches low like these, what must it be in one that''s born like you?
A39808If y''are prepar''d, How can you be so angry, so perplext''d?
A39808Intimate?
A39808Is he turn''d Changeling?
A39808Is it Repentance, or a Disguise for Mischief?
A39808Is it Revenge to Saint your Enemy; Clap the Dove''s, Wings of Downy Peace upon him, and let him soar to Heaven, is this Revenge?
A39808Is it a Vision?
A39808Is not that Pedro?
A39808Is old Alphonso a- sleep?
A39808Is she Invisible?
A39808Is the Rogue so bold?
A39808Is there any hopes; do ye think I cou''d buy my Pardon?
A39808Is there not an old Gentleman come lately here?
A39808Is this the Boy you''d shew me?
A39808Is''t not a Fairy?
A39808Is''t not a Man I force her to?
A39808Is''t not so?
A39808Is''t possible?
A39808It is impossible: Have you seen no one yet?
A39808It pleas''d me much: what cou''d it be?
A39808Iuletta''s Face and Tongue; is she run mad too?
A39808Iuletta, the Pilgrim, where is he?
A39808Iuletta, what is there for me to be merry at?
A39808Joy; why what Joy, i''th name of Venus, wou''d you have, but a Husband?
A39808L ● t me see: he has a mind to be rid of her, why should not I?
A39808Let me look once again; but that the Cloaths are different — Sure''t is not she — How tenderly it presses me?
A39808Long here?
A39808May be I love Noise?
A39808Mercy on me, Sir, is''t you?
A39808Must I come in too?
A39808Must my good Angels wait upon him?
A39808Must this Man Dye?
A39808My yo, yo, yo, yo, young La- Lady is gone — Alph I know she''s gone, you Dog, but where?
A39808Not a Word; Do n''t we see his Garrisons?
A39808Now tell me how ye like him?
A39808Now, what think you of him?
A39808O, are you there Mistriss?
A39808O, shall we never meet happy?
A39808Obey''d?
A39808Of you Sir?
A39808Oh brave English Man?
A39808Or does the World allure you to look back, and make you mourn the softer Hours you have lost?
A39808Or has he no Sisters?
A39808Or is theresome design in this?
A39808Or what seems dangerous to Love and Fury?
A39808Pedro: the Devil it is?
A39808Pendragon was a Shentleman, mark you, Sir?
A39808Pilgrim, come hither; are you a Pilgrim, Sir?
A39808Pray be not angry; if he must, I''ll do it: But must he now?
A39808Pray what is that, Sir?
A39808Pray will ye make less stir, and see your Chamber?
A39808Pray, Sir, may I sleep?
A39808Pray, who was that?
A39808Prethee bring me to thy Captain, where''s thy Captain, Fellow?
A39808Right, a Foot, a little Foot, a young Where''s Foot?
A39808Roderigo?
A39808Rugged indeed; Such different Tempers, where can you ever hope to reconcile?
A39808Say you so?
A39808Servant?
A39808Shall I Marry the Man I love?
A39808Shall he die now?
A39808Shall we part, and go several ways?
A39808Shall we wake him before we kill him, or after?
A39808She said''t was good to rub my Understanding; is''t Bread or Cheese?
A39808Shews seldom alter me, Sir, pray what place is''t?
A39808So, now, what art thou?
A39808Stand nearer: Ha?
A39808Tell me that; resolve me; Can she fly i''th Air?
A39808The Boy has shaken me: What wou''dst thou have me do?
A39808The Boy''s in''s Fit again: Are ye not asham''d to torment him thus?
A39808The Garden, Sir, the Garden; was it so?
A39808These are his Cloaths; but where''s he?
A39808Those there; those things that come upon us: Did not I say these Woods had Wonder in''em?
A39808Thou great Example of Humanity, dost thou forgive me?
A39808Thou speak''st thou know''st not what: What dares not Woman, when she is provok''d?
A39808Thy Father hates my Friends and Family; and thou hast been the Heir of all his Malice; can two such Storms then meet, and part without Kissing?
A39808Was he alone?
A39808We shall have Eggs then; and shall I sit upon''em?
A39808Well Rascal, have you any News of her?
A39808Well, how goes Disobedience to day?
A39808Well, what News?
A39808Wh ● t''s that it points at?
A39808What Country Craver are you?
A39808What Country were you born in, I pray?
A39808What Danger?
A39808What Devil brought thee hither?
A39808What Joy have I in View?
A39808What Poor attend my Charity to day, Iuletta?
A39808What The Pox made thee Mad?
A39808What Thieves are they, dost know?
A39808What a Pox makes ye spoil company?
A39808What a friendly Calm?
A39808What a pox have we got here?
A39808What am I?
A39808What are all these here?
A39808What are these?
A39808What art thou?
A39808What can this mean?
A39808What care have ye had of that?
A39808What do the Villains gaze at?
A39808What do you fear?
A39808What do you want, Sir?
A39808What dost talk to me of noises?
A39808What dost thou complain for, Boy?
A39808What dost thou mean by my Chamber?
A39808What else; Who dares reprieve him?
A39808What has the Boy done to him?
A39808What have I done to call my Truth in question?
A39808What have you brought me here, So ● diers?
A39808What is a Trifle?
A39808What is''t that has frighted you thus out of your Senses?
A39808What is''t these Strangers seem so much surpriz''d at?
A39808What kind of Blessing doe''s your Devotion point at, Still more Ducking?
A39808What makes her look so thoughtful?
A39808What makes him here thus clad?
A39808What men are these?
A39808What say you, Thick- skull, which way did she get out?
A39808What shall I do?
A39808What shou''d a Poet do?
A39808What strange Musick was that we heard far off?
A39808What the Devil art thou?
A39808What the Devil have you done Pilgrim, to make him rave and rage thus?
A39808What the Devil would this old Spark be at?
A39808What think ye of him for a sober Man now?
A39808What think you now Soldiers?
A39808What wou''d the Flirt have?
A39808What wou''d you say, if we shou''d first begin To Stop the Trade of Love, behind the Scene: Where Actresses make bold with maried Men?
A39808What wou''dst thou have, Child?
A39808What would you have us do?
A39808What''s his fault, Captain?
A39808What''s that lies there?
A39808What''s that there?
A39808What''s the matter with thee, Child?
A39808What''s this noise about?
A39808What, do you seek, good Men?
A39808What, not a Word?
A39808What, what, what hast thou got in thy Head?
A39808Where did she lye?
A39808Where did you take him?
A39808Where is she, Infamy?
A39808Where is that Jewel?
A39808Where is''t?
A39808Where was it, Sirrah, where was it?
A39808Where''s the Boy you brought in e''n now?
A39808Where''s the Boy, ye Slut you?
A39808Where''s the Boy, you Blockhead you?
A39808Where''s the Boy?
A39808Where''s the Boy?
A39808Where''s thy Captain, Fellow?
A39808Which is the Man, Sir?
A39808Which way shall we go?
A39808Whither shou''d we go?
A39808Who a Vengeance looks to her?
A39808Who has let the Fool loose here?
A39808Who have we out now?
A39808Who lay with her?
A39808Who looks to the Boy?
A39808Who looks to the Prentice?
A39808Who robb''d you, Pilgrim?
A39808Who talks of Barly?
A39808Who the Devil is he?
A39808Who''s that?
A39808Who''s that?
A39808Who''s this?
A39808Why am I not obeyed?
A39808Why are not these poor Wretches serv''d yet?
A39808Why art thou so disturb''d at their Refusal; if''t is my Life alone ● hou''want''st, why with thy own curst hand dost thou not take it?
A39808Why do you grieve?
A39808Why do you not obey your Chief?
A39808Why do you shun me thus?
A39808Why does he look so earnestly upon me?
A39808Why dost thou ask that Question?
A39808Why have ye let her go, to despise and laugh at me?
A39808Why, my best Boy?
A39808Why?
A39808Will the Boy do it?
A39808Will ye sit down and sleep?
A39808Will ye view our Castle?
A39808Will you allow no Liberty in chusing?
A39808Will you buss me, and tickle me, and make me Laugh?
A39808Will you go out, and not make disturbances here?
A39808Will you walk into the Cole- house, Gaffer?
A39808Wilt have any Beef, Boy?
A39808Wilt thou declaim in Greek?
A39808With all my heart; d''ye want a band, Sir?
A39808Wo''t be my Chaplain?
A39808Work Sacred Innocence to be a Devil?
A39808Wou''d you have Money, Sir, or Meat, or a Wench?
A39808Ye are not much hurt, Sir?
A39808Yes of you Sir; why, what are you Sir?
A39808Yes, What do you want?
A39808You are Holy Pilgrims, are you not?
A39808You are Pilgrims, Sirs, Is''t not so?
A39808You are a — Must I give my Money to every Rogue that carries a grave Look in''s Face?
A39808You hear of no Preparations the King intends against us?
A39808You stinking Whore, who did this for you?
A39808You''ll give us Leave to wait upon you?
A39808You''ll give us Leave to wait upon you?
A39808[ to Pedro] Well, Sir, have you got your Compliments ready too, and your empty Purse?
A39808a Girl that scorns me too?
A39808a thing that hates me; and, consider at the best, is but a short Breakfast for a hot Appetite?
A39808are ye at Murder?
A39808had your Mother this excellent Virtue too?
A39808handsom young Boys?
A39808hav ● I split your Mizen?
A39808is there ne''re a hole to creep into?
A39808nothing but Motion?
A39808or Scorn from what you lov''d?
A39808or is it She?
A39808that I shou''d be your Friend?
A39808that just above the Sun?
A39808use Violence to that Habit?
A39808was it well?
A39808what D ● ● e, Monkey, ha?
A39808what a Plague did I do amongst these Rogues?
A39808what can this mean?
A39808what do you run from?
A39808what fuel''s this to feed thy Flame?
A39808what is''t that frights you thus?
A39808what nothing but a bow; Modesty?
A39808what''s to be done?
A39808where is''t?
A39808which way did he go?
A39808why were not my Doors ● hut?
A39808will ye give me two pence, Gaffer, and here''s a Crow Flower, and a Dazie?
A39808will ye murder me?
A39808ye holy Saints, can ye see that?
A39808your Friend; and why your Friend, Sirrah, Meager Chaps?
A39808— And what Chamber is''t thou would''st have me go quietly to?
A39808— But hark ye, Sir; have ye no Boys?
A39808— D''ye hear, Sir?
A39808— Do ye not stir?
A39808— Pray how did you get him hither?
A39808— Say ye so, old Boy?
A39808— The King of Spades?
A39804''T is a good Gown, a handsome one; I did but jest; Where is he?
A39804''T is any thing That has the Devil, and Death in''t: Will ye March Gentlemen?
A39804''T is he indeed; What a sweet noble sierceness Dwels in his eyes?
A39804''T is likely: How came you hither Celia?
A39804''T is true, must perish, Our lives are but our Martches to our Graves, How dost thou now Lieutenant?
A39804''t is she, the living Celia: your hand Lady?
A398041 Gent, Do you grieve we are come off?
A39804A Courtier?
A39804A Devil on''t, stands this door ope for nothing?
A39804A Wench the reason?
A39804A coward in full blood; 〈 ◊ 〉 be plain with me, Will Roasting do thee any good?
A39804A coxcombe: Now by my crown a dainty wench, a sharp wench, And a matchless spirit: how she Jeer''d''em?
A39804A pretty girle, but peevish, plaguy peevish: Have ye bought the embordyered gloves, and that purse for her, And the new Curle?
A39804A rare way; but for all this, thou art not valiant enough to dare to see the Prince now?
A39804A sree Companion for a King?
A39804A stranger?
A39804A trick put upon me?
A39804Abuse me, and then Laugh at me too?
A39804Alas good man, wouldst thou make me believe he has nothing to do with things of these worths, but wantonly to fling''em?
A39804All the young Men lost?
A39804All this discontent About a Wench?
A39804Am I not shot?
A39804Am I sure I live?
A39804And I grow peevish?
A39804And Sacrifice to giddy chance such Trophies?
A39804And as you are noble, do you think I did this?
A39804And can you love a little?
A39804And dare ye sight?
A39804And fight against me?
A39804And gives her gifts?
A39804And hast fought for thy Country?
A39804And he loves tenderly?
A39804And how dear Sir?
A39804And how she views the place?
A39804And is not seconded?
A39804And not deserve your anger?
A39804And now''t is ev''n too true, I feel a pricking, a pricking, a strang pricking: how it tingles?
A39804And of the chaine is sent her, And the rich stuffe to make her shew more handsome here?
A39804And one 〈 ◊ 〉 too?
A39804And shall I know this, and stand fooling?
A39804And thou most treacherous: my Fathers bawds by — they never miss course; and were these 〈 ◊ 〉 with ye?
A39804And was there not a Lady, a fat Lady?
A39804And were your self an honest Man?
A39804And why art thou the Messenger?
A39804And wilt thou ne''re fight more?
A39804And with such a fame to me?
A39804And ye were bravely us''d?
A39804And yet it stinks much like it: out upon''t; what giants, and what dwarffs what owls and apes, what dogs, and cats it makes us?
A39804Another Apparition?
A39804Are all the Philters in?
A39804Are the Princes come toth''Court?
A39804Are there no Guns i''th door?
A39804Are there not Men enough to Fight?
A39804Are these your tricks?
A39804Are ye pleas''d now?
A39804Are you out too?
A39804Are you sure she drank it?
A39804Art thou not he?
A39804Art thou so valiant?
A39804As I live Ill''cut it off: a Pox upon it; for sure it was made for that use; Do you bring me Livories?
A39804As though you know not?
A39804As you are just and honest?
A39804At what price?
A39804Away with your Whore, A plague o''your Whore, you damn''d rogue, Now ye are cur''d and well; must ye be clicketing?
A39804Away, 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 that then?
A39804Be honest?
A39804Before I was affraid they would have beat me; How these flies play i''th Sunshine?
A39804Believe me Friend, I would not suffer now the tithe of those paines this Man feels; mark his Forehead; What a cloud of cold dew hangs upon''t?
A39804Budge at this?
A39804But how long will ye be away?
A39804But how should he come to her?
A39804But is it possible this Fellow took it?
A39804But is she dead?
A39804But pray tell me, do you think for certain these Ambassadors shall have this morning Audience?
A39804But say I should believe: why are these sent me?
A39804But why should I that lov''d him once, destroy him?
A39804Can it restore me chaste, young, innocent?
A39804Can she be dead?
A39804Can that price purchase ye?
A39804Can this show ye''T is not to die we fear, but to die poorly, To fall, forgotten, in a Multitude?
A39804Can vertue fall untimely?
A39804Can ye guide me to him for half an hour?
A39804Can ye love me?
A39804Can you endure me touch it?
A39804Canst thou forget thou wert begot in honour?
A39804Cel Away, away, thou art some foolish fellow, and now I think thou hast stole''em too; the King sent''em?
A39804Celia?
A39804Chance, though she faint now, And sink below our expectations, Is there no hope left strong enough to buoy her?
A39804Charms, Powder, Roots?
A39804Cnrl''d and Perfum''d?
A39804Come, what''s the matter now?
A39804Could the King sind no shape to shift his pander into, But reverend Age?
A39804Cozen the world with gravity?
A39804Curse o''my life: Why dost thou vex me thus?
A39804Dare not Curse him?
A39804Dare not I?
A39804Dare not be good?
A39804Dare ye fight Gentlemen?
A39804Dare ye trust me?
A39804Dead my poor Wench?
A39804Dead?
A39804Death, do not make sools 〈 ◊ 〉, Neither go to Chuech, nor tarry at home, That''s a 〈 ◊ 〉 Horn- pipe?
A39804Did I not tell ye?
A39804Did he drink it all?
A39804Did he not beat us twice?
A39804Did she keep with ye too?
A39804Did you mark that blush there?
A39804Did you never hear their Thunder?
A39804Did you observe her Tymon?
A39804Did you speak to me?
A39804Did 〈 ◊ 〉 look on her Face, when ye Condemn''d her?
A39804Dishonour to the noble name that nursed thee?
A39804Do not trifle with me?
A39804Do ye know her?
A39804Do ye think he''s angry?
A39804Do ye understand her meaning?
A39804Do you hold so slight account of a great Kings 〈 ◊ 〉, That all knees bow to purchase?
A39804Do you know me?
A39804Do you know who dwells above, Sir, And what they have prepar''d for Men turn''d Devils?
A39804Do you look now, Lady?
A39804Do you never ask who sent''em?
A39804Do you take me For such a fool, I would part without that promise?
A39804Do you think I may live?
A39804Does he not lye i''th''King street too?
A39804Dost long to be hang''d?
A39804Dost think Demetrius loves her?
A39804Dost thou Laugh too, thou base Woman?
A39804Dye like a Dog?
A39804Faith''t was well done;''T was bravely done; Was''t not a noble part, Sir?
A39804Fear your great Master?
A39804Fetch him off, fetch him off, I am sure he''s clouted; Did I not tell you how''t would take?
A39804Fie Celia, This ill becomes the noble love you bear me; Would you have your Love a Coward?
A39804Fie, Sweet, What make you here?
A39804Fie, fie, who waits i''th''Wardrobe?
A39804For Heaven sake Delude mine eyes no longer: How came ye off?
A39804For look you if a great man, say the King now should come and visit me?
A39804For what Lieutenant?
A39804Fye on 〈 ◊ 〉 Bawling Drums: I am sure you''ll kiss me, But one Kiss?
A39804Good Sir, tell me the cause, I know there is a woman in''t; do you hold me faithful?
A39804H''as given a charge that none shall, Nor none shall come within the hearing of him: Dare ye go forward?
A39804Ha?
A39804Ha?
A39804Ha?
A39804Had she the plate?
A39804Has he gather''d up the end on''s wits again?
A39804Hast thou clean forgot the VVars?
A39804Have I yet left a Beauty to Catch Fools?
A39804Have we forgot to dye?
A39804Have ye blood and spirit in ye?
A39804Have ye gotten a toy in your heels?
A39804Have ye written to Merione?
A39804Have you put the youths upon her?
A39804He does not follow us?
A39804He is here; How do you Sir?
A39804He looks as though he were Bepist: Do you love me Sir?
A39804He''s the Son of a Whore denies this: VVill that satisfie ye?
A39804Her very eyes are alter''d: Jewels, and rich ones too, I never saw yet — And what were those came for ye?
A39804Here lies the pain now: How he is swell''d?
A39804Here, here: where''s the sick Gentleman?
A39804Hither do you say she is come?
A39804How came she thus?
A39804How came ye by this brave gown?
A39804How carelesly she scoff''d''em?
A39804How cheerfully she looks?
A39804How comes this Larum up then?
A39804How do ye Sir?
A39804How does your Grace?
A39804How dost thou good Lieutenant?
A39804How he surveys me round?
A39804How heartily he weeps now?
A39804How if I kill him?
A39804How know ye that?
A39804How lookt he then, when with a poison''d Tooth he bit mine honour?
A39804How now Gentlemen?
A39804How now Leonitus, Where''s my Son?
A39804How now Lieutenant?
A39804How now, how does he?
A39804How now?
A39804How now?
A39804How scap''t ye, noble Friends?
A39804How shall I keep her off me?
A39804How she 〈 ◊ 〉 all?
A39804How shews she in her trim now?
A39804How stands the Enemy?
A39804How works it with her?
A39804How 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 upon her?
A39804How''s this?
A39804How?
A39804How?
A39804I am reading, Sir, of a short Treatise here, that''s call''d the Vanity of 〈 ◊ 〉: Has your Grace seen it?
A39804I am sorry, the Court shall be brought to you then: how now, who is''t?
A39804I am sure''t is true: Lieutenant, canst thou drink well?
A39804I dare believe ye, but I dare not trust ye: catch''d with a trick?
A39804I do not abuse ye: Is it abuse to give him Drink that''s Thirsty?
A39804I ever told ye, This Man was never Cur''d, I see it too plain now; How do you feel your self?
A39804I fear too full indeed: what Ladies are there?
A39804I feel no great pain, at least, I think I do not; yet I feel sensibly I grow extreamely faint: how cold I sweat now?
A39804I find a notable volume here, a learned one; which way?
A39804I have done, Sir: You will not miss?
A39804I have it, again I have it; How it grows upon me?
A39804I hear that too, But that''s no matter; Am I alter''d well?
A39804I hope you were obedient?
A39804I know thou meanst Demetrius, dost thou not?
A39804I mean, sell''em here, Sir?
A39804I thank ye; I am glad I have so good a subject: But pray ye tell me, How much did ye love me, before ye drank this matter?
A39804I will be hang''d then Lady, Are ye a Coward now?
A39804I would do more then these: But prithee tell me, Tell me, my Faire, Where got''st thou this Male Spirit?
A39804I''ll 〈 ◊ 〉 him our 〈 ◊ 〉 VVhen''s the King''s Birth- day?
A39804If I stay longer I shall number as many lovers as 〈 ◊ 〉 did; How they flock after me?
A39804If her youth err''d, Was there no mercy shown her?
A39804Is he come home?
A39804Is he so cunning?
A39804Is it from any stranger?
A39804Is not the Devil in him?
A39804Is she gone?
A39804Is she so excellent handsome?
A39804Is that a want, Sir?
A39804Is that the cause on''t?
A39804Is there any thing In these mens Faces, or their Masters actions Able to work such wonders?
A39804Is there no modestie?
A39804Is this a fit love for the Prince?
A39804Is this a season, When honour pricks ye on, to prick your 〈 ◊ 〉 up After your Whore, your Hobby- Horse?
A39804Is this the peace?
A39804Is''t come to that again?
A39804Is''t not a Pleurisie?
A39804It may be to her sight: What are you nearer?
A39804It takes believe it; how like an asse he looks?
A39804Kill him?
A39804Kind Men?
A39804Lady, look on''em wisely, and then consider who can send such as these, but a King only?
A39804Leontius, what''s the matter?
A39804Let the Battels now move forward, Our self will give the Signal: Now Herold, What''s your Message?
A39804Let this day set, but not the Memory, And we shall find a time: How now Lieutenant?
A39804Let''s in, and see this miracle?
A39804Life, how looks this Man?
A39804Lord what aile I, that I have no mind to sight now?
A39804Lord, shall we never have any case in this World?
A39804Lose me?
A39804May be, commanded too?
A39804Mercy upon ye, What ayle ye, Sir?''
A39804Monstrous Jealous: Have I liv''d at the rate of these scorn''d questions?
A39804More cloathes?
A39804Must these examine what the Wills of Kings are?
A39804Must these hold pace with us, And on the same Field hang their Memories?
A39804Must ye needs go?
A39804My Father brought her hither?
A39804My Father found her?
A39804My Father found her?
A39804My Lodgings?
A39804My Servants, and my State: Lord, how they flock now?
A39804NO aptness in her?
A39804Name it no more Sir; this is no time to entertain such sorrows; Will your Majesty do us the honour, we may see the Prince, and wait upon him?
A39804No face of sorrow for this loss?
A39804No, not a drop: what shall become of me now?
A39804None but your Father''s Son, durst call me so,''Death if he did — Must I be scandal''d by ye, That hedg''d in all the helps I had to save ye?
A39804Nor cut a peeces?
A39804Nor never be sick again?
A39804Not the Prince, Madam?
A39804Now Princes, your demands?
A39804Now Sir, Do you find this truth?
A39804Now, For this preparation: where''s Leontius?
A39804O Hercules, Who sayes you do Sir?
A39804O matchless sweetness, whither art thou vanished?
A39804O sacred Sir: Dead did you say?
A39804O thou fair soul of all thy Sex, what Paradise hast thou inrich''d and blest?
A39804O you will make some other happy?
A39804O''twas a fire- shovel: Now I''ll knock louder; if he say who''s there?
A39804Of what?
A39804Once more sir, We aske your resolutions: peace or war yet?
A39804Peace a little, where did I lose ye?
A39804Poor Coxcomb: why do I aim at thee?
A39804Powtings, and Gifts?
A39804Pray heaven he speaks in a low voice now to comfort me: I feel I have no heart to''t: — Is''t well, Gentlemen?
A39804Pray where''s the Woman came along?
A39804Prescribe to their designs, and chain their Actions To their Restraints?
A39804Prethee be gone thou and thy honest Neighbours, thou look''st like an Ass; why, Whether would you Fish- Face?
A39804Prethee be well, and tell me, did he speak of me, since he came?
A39804Prethee resolve me one thing, do''s the King love thee?
A39804Prithee do not abuse me: Is he come home indeed?
A39804Prithee hold thy Peace: Who calls thee to Counsel?
A39804Prithee speak softly, How does she take her comming?
A39804Prithee, my best Leucippe, ther''s much hangs on''t, lodg''d at the end of Marse''s street?
A39804Purge me to what I was?
A39804Quick, good Governess: Fie on''t, How beastly it becomes me?
A39804ROund, round, perfume it round, quick, look ye diligently the state be right; Are these the Richest Cushions?
A39804Redeem?
A39804Rogue, What a Name hast thou lost?
A39804Said ye not so?
A39804Say I should force ye?
A39804Send out their Thunders, and their Menaces, As if the fate of Mortal things were theirs?
A39804Set''em off, Lady?
A39804Shall then that thing that honours thee?
A39804Shame light on thee, How came this Whore into thy head?
A39804Shame on''t, it does not, Sir, it shews not handsomely; If I were thus; you would swear I were an Ass straight; a wooden ass; whine for a Wench?
A39804She has drencht me now; now I admire her goodness; so young, so nobly strong, I never tasted: Can nothing in the power of Kings perswade ye?
A39804She knows not of the Prince?
A39804She studies to undo the Court, to plant here The enemy to our Age, Chastity?
A39804She will come?
A39804Sing?
A39804Sir, Sir, will''t please you hear Sir?
A39804Smell him?
A39804Sold for a prisoner?
A39804Stales to catch Kites?
A39804Stay, have you any hope?
A39804Stay, who are these?
A39804Stinks like a dead Dog, Carrion — There''s no such damnable smell under Heaven, as the faint sweat of a Coward: Will ye sight yet?
A39804Sure I am 〈 ◊ 〉 then: Pray where''s the Prince?
A39804Take breath; you are fat and many words may melt ye, this is three Bawds beaten into one; bless me heaven, what shall become of me?
A39804That I''ll say for thee, and as fit thou art for her, Let her be mew''d or stopt: How is it Gentlemen?
A39804That have not so much Manly suff''rance left ye, To bear a Loss?
A39804That in the Bowl?
A39804That in the midst of thy most hellish pains, when thou wert crawling sick, didst aim at wonders, when thou wert mad with pain?
A39804That thing?
A39804That you have done already, You need no other Armes to me, but these Sir; But will you fight your self Sir?
A39804That, where there was a valiant weapon stirring, Both search''d it out, and singl''d it, unedg''d it, For fear it should bite you, Am I a Coward?
A39804The 2 old legions, yes: where lies the horse- quarter?
A39804The Devil choak him; I am undone: h''as twenty Devils in him; undone for ever, left he none?
A39804The King is coming, and shall we have an Agent from the Suburbs come to crave Audience too?
A39804The Kings device?
A39804The Prince has been upon him, what a flatten face he has now?
A39804Then can these, Sir, These precious things, the price of youth and beauty; This shop here of sin- offerings set me off again?
A39804There is not, There can not be, six days and never see me?
A39804There lies the matter: VVill he admit none to come to comfort him?
A39804There''s the matter, there''s the main doctrin now, and I may miss it; Or a kind hansome Gentleman?
A39804These being granted; Why should you think you have done an act so hainous, That nought but discontent dwells round about ye?
A39804They shall have it: Lord, that you live at Court and understand not?
A39804This Whore Sir?
A39804This is a poor one: alas, I have twenty richer: do you see these jewels?
A39804This way Madam?
A39804Thou wentest along the journey, How canst thou tell?
A39804Thou wouldst not hurt me?
A39804Through my dear love to you: I have not seen ye, And how can I live then?
A39804To what use?
A39804Toth''Court wench?
A39804Toth''Court?
A39804Toth''Court?
A39804True Lady such a kindness, what shall that kindness be now?
A39804Unransom''d was it?
A39804Upon what necessity?
A39804VVhat 〈 ◊ 〉 this mean?
A39804VVill nothing wring you then do you think?
A39804VVill she not yield?
A39804VVill you be my Queen?
A39804VVill you walk this way, And take the sweets o th''Garden?
A39804Very well still: they do not use to fall out?
A39804Very well then: What 〈 ◊ 〉 copulation are you privie too Between these two?
A39804WHat have ye found her out?
A39804Was it toth''Court thou saidst?
A39804Was there no pity Sir?
A39804We know what will do it, without your aim, good Woman: What do you pitch her at?
A39804Well consider''d, are you my servants?
A39804Well remembred; And did I seem so young and amiable to ye?
A39804Well, go thy ways, of all the lusty lovers that e''re I saw — wilt have another potion?
A39804Were I a Man?
A39804What Honour won?
A39804What Noise is this?
A39804What Sir?
A39804What Woman?
A39804What a Devil ails the Woman?
A39804What a Devil ails thee?
A39804What a Devil hast thou to do with me or my honesty?
A39804What a Parting''s this?
A39804What a brave considence flowes from his spirit?
A39804What ails the Fool?
A39804What desperate fool, ambitious of his ruine?
A39804What didst thou wish prithee?
A39804What do you make so dainty on''t?
A39804What does she there?
A39804What have I to do how he looks?
A39804What have you dispatcht there?
A39804What heat is this?
A39804What if it be I pray ye?
A39804What is it not the cause of but bear- baitings?
A39804What is this Woman?
A39804What means the Prince now?
A39804What noise is that there?
A39804What other light have I left?
A39804What saist thou now Lieutenant?
A39804What shall I do?
A39804What shall become of me?
A39804What should I look on?
A39804What thing?
A39804What way?
A39804What will this mean?
A39804What will this prove too?
A39804What would these look like if my Love were here?
A39804What would you give for more now?
A39804What would you have?
A39804What''s all this matter?
A39804What''s all this stir, Lieutenant?
A39804What''s now your Grief, Demetrius?
A39804What''s that i''th''Bowl?
A39804What''s that to my desire?
A39804What''s that ye look at, Princes?
A39804What''s that?
A39804What''s your Name, Sister?
A39804What''s your business?
A39804What?
A39804When comes she?
A39804When shall I get a Surgeon?
A39804When would he weep for me thus?
A39804Where abouts was it?
A39804Where are my honourable Ladies?
A39804Where is she now?
A39804Where is she?
A39804Where is this Wench; good Colonel?
A39804Where lies the Enemy?
A39804Who are these now?
A39804Who commands Sir?
A39804Who shall commend their Clothes: who shall take notice of the most wise behaviour of their Feathers?
A39804Who should report then the Embassadors were handsome Men?
A39804Who waits 〈 ◊ 〉 her?
A39804Who''s that talks of a Wench there?
A39804Who''s that that mocks me?
A39804Who''s that?
A39804Whose Nobleness dare feel no want, but Enemies?
A39804Why are Eyes set on these, and Multitudes Follow to make these Wonders?
A39804Why did you tell me Sir?
A39804Why look ye now: What a strange Man are you?
A39804Why might she not be false and treacherous to me?
A39804Why what''s the matter?
A39804Why, that Sir, Do not you smell him?
A39804Why, this is above Ela?
A39804Why, whether would you all press?
A39804Why?
A39804Why?
A39804Will he speak yet?
A39804Will this faith satisfie your folly?
A39804Will ye be merry then?
A39804Will ye but let me know her?
A39804Will ye lose all?
A39804Will you be jogging, good nimble Tongue?
A39804Will you go forward?
A39804Wilt thou do one thing for me?
A39804With valour 〈 ◊ 〉 he strook me, then with honour: That stroak Leontius, that stroak, do''st thou not feel it?
A39804Would ye ought with us, good Woman?
A39804Would you have all these slighted?
A39804Wouldst have it thus?
A39804Ye are a tall Soldier: Here, take these, and these; this Gold to furnish ye, and keep this Bracelet; Why do you weep now?
A39804Ye shall hear more within this hour?
A39804Yes, and presently, But who thinks you commands now?
A39804You a Masculine Spirit?
A39804You are not Mad sure?
A39804You are short and pithy; What must my beauty do for these?
A39804You are well known here then?
A39804You can help me?
A39804You can not rogues, Till you have my diseases, flie my furie, Ye bread and butter rogues, do ye run from me?
A39804You have it: Does it please you?
A39804You have not brought him?
A39804You know for whom she is?
A39804You know my nature is too easie, Governess, And you know now, I am sorry too: how does he?
A39804You may be good enough for such a purpose: When was the Prince with her?
A39804You must not: I shall tell you then, And tell you true, that Man''s unsit to govern, That can not guide himself: You lead an Army?
A39804You never saw the wars yet?
A39804You shall not have your will, sirrah, are ye running?
A39804You want Clothes; Is it such a heinous sin I beseech ye, to see you stor''d?
A39804You''ll grant me the Prince loves her?
A39804Your fair hands, Lady?
A39804Your name sweet Lady?
A39804a Souldier?
A39804add to my memory An honest and a noble fame?
A39804and found so by my Father?
A39804and one so like himself too?
A39804and what Star reigns now Gentlemen we have such Prodigies?
A39804and when you crown your swelling Cups to Fortune, What honourable Tongue can sing my Story?
A39804and where begins my penance?
A39804and, to what beauty can they be oblations, but only yours?
A39804are ye alive?
A39804be Friends, and Foes when they please?
A39804but how comes this?
A39804dare you trust your Souldier?
A39804do you want money?
A39804fling thy Sword from thee?
A39804for I would fain be in my chamber; in truth sweet Ladies, I grow weary; sie, how hot the air beats on me?
A39804for 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 Sir, what office do I bear here?
A39804give our Countryes from us?
A39804good sweet governess: did he but name his Celia?
A39804had he no where else to swound?
A39804have I restor''d ye that?
A39804have you got your heart again?
A39804he that sent it?
A39804his Beard a neat one?
A39804his Legs, tho little ones, yet movers of a Mass of Understanding?
A39804how do my cloaths become me?
A39804how is it man?
A39804it may be the Collick: Canst thou blow backward?
A39804look upon me, upon my faith I meant no harm: here, take this, and buy thy self some trifles: did a good Girle?
A39804my fellow Door- keeper?
A39804my joy, pluckt green with violence: O fair sweet flower, farewell?
A39804my poor 〈 ◊ 〉, What triumph?
A39804nay, see now, if thou wilt leave this tyranny?
A39804now I begin to smell it abominable musty; Will ye help me?
A39804now, what service will win her love again?
A39804on faith in this fair Sex?
A39804or are our Vertues Less in Afflictions constant, than our Fortunes?
A39804or thus?
A39804or yours?
A39804poorly?
A39804pray ye a word Leontius, pray a word with ye, Lysimachus?
A39804sit hard here, and like a Snail curl round about 〈 ◊ 〉 Conscience, biting and stinging: VVill you not roar too late then?
A39804still molested?
A39804still troubled?
A39804sure he loves me; his vow was made against it, and mine with him: At least while this King liv''d: he will come hither, and see me ere I go?
A39804sure he will see me if he be come, he must: Hark ye Governess, what age is the King of?
A39804sweet Prince, the cause?
A39804the fire of his eyes quicker then Lightning, and when it breaks, as blasting?
A39804this can not down: what should I do there?
A39804this stumbles me: art sure for me, wench, this preperation is?
A39804to what end shall I turn me?
A39804traitours to those that feed us, Our Gods and people?
A39804went she willingly?
A39804what are these; new projects?
A39804what may the meaning be?
A39804wherefore?
A39804who art thou?
A39804who charged first?
A39804who keeps the outward door there?
A39804why should I think so?
A39804why should he on a sudden change his mind thus, and not make me acquainted?
A39804wondrous Gallant: Did my Father send for ye?
A39804you both knew mine Enanthe, I lost in Antioch, when the Town was taken, mine Uncle slain, Antigonus had the sack on''t?
A39804you durst once even with all you had: your love Sir?
A39804you look not perfect: How dull his eyes hangs?
A39804your Grace, I''ll look again, what''s that?
A39804yours?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 on the 〈 ◊ 〉 of 〈 ◊ 〉?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 thou been with thy wife?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 thou forget this, and decline so wretchedly, To eat the Bread of Bawdry, of base Bawdry?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 the 〈 ◊ 〉?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 eyes abuse me?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 Sir?
A39804〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉 〈 ◊ 〉, when I call at your VVindow?