Early Modern Drama · Character Archetypes

CORIMBA

in The Lady's Privilege — Glapthorne, Henry.

Metadata

PlayThe Lady's Privilege
AuthorGlapthorne, Henry.
Year (catalogued)1640
Decade1640s
Speech prefix(es)Cor. | Corim. | Cori. | Corin. | Cor
Words1137
Characters5951
Typicality0.59 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA01775
ClusterCluster 1 — Wives, widows & intimate counsel

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I confess I have been very fortunate in bringing Couples together, though I near could couple My self with any, your Ladyship could not Have chosen a better agent. Why we have been trusted With as good secrets: please your Lordship Accept this Crescent, you see my Cousin Is in the fashion; let me lay it on, Insooth your face is, for a soldiers, Too smooth, and polite; this device will show As't had a skar upon it, which is and honour To faces Military. Why do you think I cannot play the woman? I have played a woman's partly About twenty, twenty years ago in a Court Masque, And though I say't as well as some of them, & have been courted too, But it is truth, I have a foolish quality as many more women are guilty of beside my self, I always love them best, which slight me most, and scorn those that do court me: look you Signior, if't be a lovers partly you are to act: Take a black spot or two, I can furnish you. It'll make your face more amorous, and appear More gracious in your Mistress eyes. 'Tis your partly to stand fair sir: doubt not my carriage— Oh most rare man: sincerely, I shall love the French The better while I live for this. Nay pray sir; gentlemen entreat the man To pacify his wrath, tell him I'll love him, Rather than see him rage thus. Excellently ravishing: this is of force To make the hardest hearted Lady love him: Can I entreat him but to teach my Cousin Some of his French, he will for ever be engallanted— Pray sir a word or two; here is a gentleman, Nay Nephew, though I say't a towards young man, Vouchsafe him your acquaintance. No truly sir, nor shall he be: I would be loath to have my only Cousin Heated about the heart with led; he's dull Enough already: Frangipan come hither, This gentleman will for my sake teach thee French. Come with him Coz: Sir, and you have occasion To use me in a pleasure, stands within The ability of my performance, pray command, You shall not be denied. Sincerely Madam, You are too timorous of your own deserts, Or else you durst not doubt, that he, or any You being so neat your self, and dressed as neatly As any Lady in the Court, should hazard The reputation of his wit, by slighting Such and accomplished beauty. Why Ladybird, are you so passionate, the gentleman Is a kind gentleman, has all that may Set forth a man; for when I told him how Like a hurt Dear you wounded were with love, Life how he leapt for joy, as if the self Same arrow which struck you, had glanced on him, And as a token of his love, he sent you A bleeding heart in a Cornelion, which Beshrew me, most unfortunately I lost. No insooth Madam; I protest your sister If she continue in these sudden fits, Will so undo her face, that all my art Can never rectifi't; she weeps, as if She might as easily be supplied with eyes As with new dressings, isle be sworn, I took As hearty pains to cut a handsome heart; And though I say't it was a pretty one As ever was made of Taffaty, to grace her Check, And never trust me if I lie to you, Her tears has washed her heart away. Why Madam, I have seen a Lady weep, Beside your sister, and have wept my self too, I never shall forget the time; I could Een cry again to think on't; it at the death Of your fine little Jewel: never Lady Nursed such a dainty puppy, but he's gone, And farewell he; I will not give a rush For any woman cannot use her eyes With as much liberty as her tongue, these fools, These loving Idiots men for three forced drops Will mollify Like wax, and be made apt For any impression. My young Lady shall Have notice of's arrival, perhaps his sighed Will cheer her drooping spirits. With reverence to this presence, my good Lords, Know that I come not urged by heat of youth. Sir I must tell you, you know not how to use a woman rightly, Perhaps 'tis bashfulness, take courage sir, I have reserved my deer virginity This fifty years for such a pious purpose, And should you slight me now, I should forswear Good purposes hereafter: gentlemen persuade him, Sure he cannot choose but melt At your entreaties. 'Tis time for me to take my farewell, these may be beauty's, perhaps my Lady may be one, adieu sir; you may be offered worse. 'Twas I my Lord who made the bargain with him, The money is not endue until my Cozen Have French as perfect as himself. Truly Madam, And as I hope to have a husband yet Ere I be fifty, I have been so taken up About my new device, I scarce have leisure To say my prayers sincerely: Ladybird You look not sprightly, ravishing, only this fear Was not well cut, nor well laid on, it wanted A little of my learned art: Vitelli Doubt him not Madam, he shall love you so: 'Tis pretty neat now; I would not have a Lady That wears a about her, have the least Pimple in her countenance discomposed it does Disgallant a whole beauty. 'Tis a good innocent face, be not ashamed on't; I'll cut out one instantly; nay I never Go unprovided of materials let me see, What form is best for thee; that something timorous A heart stuck neatly on thy face, will excite Thy heart to more audacity, good Madam Dost not become him prettily? Cousin be sure You do commend this fashion to all gentlemen, Wertenberg but as common among them as Ladies, My wit would be eternally made famous For the invention. Yes truly did we sir, this General is ill-bred, I war rant him, to slight a gentlewoman of my demeanour. Of what troe? I would have my kind read more ridiculous To World than I am; Cousin all your news Is stale; invent me rather some choice story, How true or false no matter, and declare it For news, 'twill please far better, and endear Your judgement i'th' relation— Or any wanton or unchaste desire To beg this gentleman for my husband, neither To raise my self a fortune by the match, But moved in charity, and provoked in mind, With pity to behold a man so proper, Brought to and end untimely, by a death So scandalous to honour as the Axe, I come to crave our privilege, and desire him For my most lawful husband.