Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 20 (ithimore, nat, invisible, notary, glycerie, humfrey…). Matches are highlighted.
peace. What must I do now? Speak to the knave? I'll have my mouth, first, stopped with earth; my heart Abhors his knowledge: I disclaim in him. The mere portent of nature. He is and utter stranger, to my loins. I will not hear thee, Monster of men, swine, goat, wolf, parricide, Speak not, thou viper. MOSCA. How? have you business?
Full speech
How do's your patron? What? mends he? That's well. Where is he? Do's he sleep well? Good! He should take Some counsel of physicians: I have brought him And opiate here, from mine own Doctor— Why? I my self Stood by, while it was made; saw all th'ingredients: And know, it cannot but most gently work. My life for his, it's but to make him sleep. Say you? Say you? Not I his heir? Oh, no, no, no, I do not mean it. Right, I do conceive you. It is true, they kill, With as much licence, as a judge. I, or me: Or any man. How do's his apoplexe? Is that strong on him, still? How? how? Stronger, then he was wont? Oh, good. Good. It's good. Good symptoms, still. Would? how? not from his brain? Is't possible? yet I am better, would! How do's he, with the swimming of his head? Excellent, excellent, sure I shall outlast him: This makes me young again, a score of years. Has he made his will? What has he given me? Nothing? would? O, o, o. What then did VOLTORE, the Lawyer, here? He came unto him, did he? I thought so. To be his heir? True, I know it too. Well, I shall prevent him, yet. See, MOSCA, look, Here, I have brought a bag of bright cecchines , Will quite weigh down his plate. It's aurum palpabile , if not potabile. I, do, do, do. Yes, do, do, do. What? Oh, no, no, no; by no means. It's true, therefore forbear, I'll take my venture: Give me't again. How? How? how, good MOSCA? I do conceive you. Good, good. Yes, with all my heart. And disinherit My son? Oh, but colour? He must pronounce me, his? This plot Did I think on before. Do you not believe it? Mine own project. Published me his heir? I. It's true. I thought on that too. See, how he should be The very organ, to express my thoughts! But multiplied it on my son? Still, my invention. I do conceive, sweet MOSCA. I, do, do, do: I'll straight about it. I know thee honest. And— I do not doubt, to be a father to thee. I may have my youth restored to me, why not? What sayest thou? It's done, it's done, I go. Me? This act, shall disinherit him indeed: Here is the will. Right and well. Be you as careful now, for me. How do's he? will he die shortly, thinkest thou? To day? Couldst thou not give him a dram? Nay, I'll not bid you. What's that? I, peace. What must I do now? Speak to the knave? I'll have my mouth, first, stopped with earth; my heart Abhors his knowledge: I disclaim in him. The mere portent of nature. He is and utter stranger, to my loins. I will not hear thee, Monster of men, swine, goat, wolf, parricide, Speak not, thou viper. MOSCA. How? have you business? Oh, none else? Be careful then. Dispatch it. And look, that all, Whatever, be put in, jewels, plate, moneys, Householdstuff, bedding, cortines. I'll pay him, now: you'll be too prodigal. Two cecchines is well? It's too much. Well, there's three— Do so, and there's for thee. So, set me down: And get you home. Is it done, MOSCA? Dost thou not hear? What do these here? Is that the will? What's that? All these Are out of hope, In am sure the man. MOSCA, the heir? In am cozened, cheated, by a parasite-slave; Harlot, t'hast guled me. Why? mine no tale: my son would, there, have killed me. I, I'll come upon him, For that, hereafter, now his Patron's dead. Where? Out, errant knave. Away, thou varlet. Dost thou mock me? Out, harlot. Hence, varlet. Again, afflict us? monster? Knave— What! come again? The air's infected, where he breathes. What's that! The Advocate's a knave: And has a forked tongue— So is the parasite, too. What? I think I do. Would! what said he? I conceive you, good.)
Plot summary
Plot — Volpone, or The Fox
The wealthy Welpone has no family to inherit his gold. Seeking to augment his riches, he pretends to be mortally ill, and receives visitors bringing gifts and false solicitude in the hope of being named his heir. His servant Mosea encourages one of them, SlG@IGGrbaccio} to make a will in Volpone’s favour in hope of reciprocation, temporarily disinheriting his own son Bonario. He also engages Volpone’s interest in @éliaj the wife of @Grvinid) another visitor. Eager to see her, Volpone poses as a mountebank selling potions; Celia watches from a window and expresses her interest by dropping her handkerchief before the jealous Corvino intervenes and locks her away. The sight of Celia has inflamed Volpone’s sexual desire, so Mosca makes the necessary arrangements. He tells Corvino that the mountebank’s medicine, bought by his rivals, has wrought an improvement in Volpone’s condition, and that physicians have prescribed a cure: Volpone must sleep beside a healthy, vigorous young woman. @6rviniG decides to proffer Gélid for the purpose, getting himself back into favour; even if the cure works, Volpone can always be murdered later once he has made his will. On the way back to Volpone’s house, Mosca meets BOnari6, tells him of Corbaccio’s plans to make a new will, and counters Bonario’s scepticism by offering to place him where he can watch it happen. He then returns in time to free Volpone from the unwelcome company of the loquacious Dady§WoOulasBe: on being told that her husband has been seen in a gondola with a courtesan, she rushes away, pausing only to borrow a dwarf. Moses conceals BOfariG in Volpone’s room, but Corbaccio is late. @6RViHG, however, arrives early with Celia and leaves her with Volpone, who proves less decrepit than he seemed. Bonario intervenes to prevent a rape, and leaves the house with Celia. This gives the tardy Corbaccio a good reason to disinherit him. Wolteré the lawyer, another would-be heir, arrives in time to witness the new will being made, but MG@sea persuades him that the plan is to augment his own wealth: BOnano will angrily kill his father, whose wealth will pass to Volpone and so on to Voltore, the true heir. When the case comes to court, Voltore alleges adultery between Bonario and Celia, justifying Corbaccio’s actions and presenting @OFVinG as a patient, forgiving husband. The court is convinced when Volpone is produced from his sick-bed, an unlikely rapist. Celia and Bonario are imprisoned pending sentence. Lady Would-Be…