Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 12 (signor, sal, zelmane, handkerchief, absolon, dissemble…). Matches are highlighted.
I am a perfect Ovidian, and can with him affect all, if she be a virgin of a modest eye, shame faced, temperate aspect, her very modesty inflames me, her sober blushes fires me, if I behold a wanton, pretty, courtly petum lant Ape, I am extremely in love with her, because she is not clow nishly rude, & that she assures her lover
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On fire? What sport else? What sir? Art thou grown wise? Is there a maid found at 24? And whats the Princes Ambassage? thou art private with the Duke, thou belongest to his close stool. Most trusted Frappatore, is my hand the weaker because it is divided into many fingers? no, 'tis the more strongly nimble. I do now love threescore and nine Ladies all of them most extreme lie well, but I do love the Princes most extremely best: but in we rye sighing sadness, I would lost all hope, and with that hope a Lady, that is most rare, most fair, most wise, most sweet, most Peace, the presence fills against the Prince approaches: Mark who enters? Not he. How is he changed? Oh Babylon thy walls are fallen; Is he married? How do's his own Lady bear with him? Peace the Duke's at hand. No, he said years had weakened his youthful quickness. No; but not thick haired. Fie, fie, by this light he did not. Fawnus ? and old Courtier, I wonder thou art in no better clothes and place Fawnus ? And what dost thou think of the Dukes overture of mar riage? Speak till thy lungs ache, talk out thy teeth, here are none of those cankers, these mischiefs of society, intelligencers, or informers, that will cast rumor into the teeth of some Lalius Bal dus, a man cruelly eloquent and bluddily learned, no, what sayest thou Fawnus? Thou shalt not want Fawnus. And we, and thou with us blessed and enriched passed all misery of possible contempt, and above the Hope's of greatest con iectures. Why thou art but a younger brother, but poor Baldazozo. Behold that thing of most fortunate, most prosperous, impudence, Done Fanus himself. How the poor snake wriggles with this sudden warmth. How dost thou feel thy self now Fawn? That's some relief as long as ther's hope. Oh pestilent air, is there no plot so cunning, no surmise so false, no way of avoidance? Thou art now a perfect Courtier of joust fashion, good grace, canst not relieve us? Pish Fawn, we are young Gallants. That I am, and my beneficence shall show it. How? the Prince? would he only stood cross to my wishes, he should find me and Italian. And yet I hear sir Amorosus, you cherish your loins with high art, the only ingrosser of Eringoes, prepared Cantha rides, Cullesses made of dissolved Pearl, and bruised Amber, the pith of Parkets and canded Lamstones are his perpetual meats, Beds made of the down under pigeons wings and Goose-necks, fomentations, baths, electuaries, frictions, and all the Nurse's of most forcible excited concupiscence he uses with most nice and tender industry. A quiet bosom to my sweet Done, are you going to visit your Lady. Sir I hope yet your conjectures may err; your Lady keeps full-face, unbated roundness, cheerful aspect, were she so infamou sly prostitute, her cheek would fallen, her colour fade, the spirit of her eye would die. To me first in private, thy news I pree thee. A my life: As I am generous: You will be secret. Done Zuccones Lady's with child apparently. But the laughter rises, that he vows he lay not in your bed this four year with such exquisite protestations. Well said fool. Or me. I, but then they will not be so Like your husband. But troth, your husband has a good face. Faith Faun 'tis my humour, the natural sin of my san guine complexion, I am most inforcedly in love with all women, almost affeicting them all with and equal flame. Right, neither am I inconstant to any one in particular. How sweet Fawn, how? Why that's my humour to the very thread, thou dost speak my proper thoughts. I'll tell thee, for mine own partly, I am a perfect Ovidian, and can with him affect all, if she be a virgin of a modest eye, shame faced, temperate aspect, her very modesty inflames me, her sober blushes fires me, if I behold a wanton, pretty, courtly petum lant Ape, I am extremely in love with her, because she is not clow nishly rude, & that she assures her lover of no ignorant, dull, vnmo ving venus, be she sowerly severe: I think she wittily counterfeits, & I love her for her wit, if she be learned and sensures poets, I love her soul, and for her soul her body, be she a Lady of professed igno rance, o I am infinitely taken with her simplicity, as one assured to find no sophistication about her, be she slender and lean, she's the Greeks delight, be she thick and plump, she's the Italians pleasure, if she be tall, she's of a goodly form, and will print a fair proportion in a large bed, if she be short and low, she's nimbly delightful, and ordinarily quick witted, be she young she's for mine eye, be she old she's for my discourse as one well knowing, ther's much amiableness in a graven matron, but be she young or old, lean, fat, short, tall, white, read, brown, nay even black, my discourse shall find reason to love her, if my means may procure opportunity to enjoy her. But is not Faunus preferred with a right hand? He hath got more loved reputation of virtue, of lear ning, of all graces, in one hour, than all your snarling reformers have in — Nay for every week of the month? Nay for every hour of that day? Oh sir this were too great ambition: well I love and am beloved of a great many, for I court all in the way of honour, in the trade of marriage Fawn, but above all I affect the Prin ces, she's my utmost end. Oh I love a Lady whose beauty is joined with Fortune, beyond all, yet one of beauty, without fortune for some uses, nay one of fortune without beauty for some ends, but never any that has neither fortune nor beauty but for necessity such a one as this is Dona Donetta. Heres one has loved all the Court joust once over. By the vow of my heart, you are my most only elected and I speak by way of protestation, I shall no longer wish to be, then that your only affection shall rest in me, and mine onele in you. Any other? can any man, love any other that knows you, the only perfection of your sex, and astonishment of mankind? This kiss. The integrity and only vow of my faith to you, ever urge your well deserved requital to me. Exit Donetta. See heres and other of— Enter Garbetza. Right, Donna Garbetza. By the vow of my heart, you are my most only ele cted, (and I speak it by way of protestation) I shall no lon her wish to be, then all your affections shall only rest in me, and all mine only in you. And other, can any man love another, that knows you, the only perfection of your sex, and admiration of mankind? The integrity and only vow of my faith to you ever vrgde, your well deserved requital to me. Exit Garb. Why look the Fawn observe me. I do love at this instant some nineteen Ladies all in the trade of marriage, now sir, whose father die first, or whose portion appears most, or whose Fortune's betters soonest, her with quiet liberty at my leisure will I elect, for that's my humour. Before heaven, see the Princes she that is. O I, o I, but my Hope's faint yet, by the vow of my heart you are my most only elected and— By Jove Fawn, she speaks as sharply and looks as sowerly, as if she had been new squeezed out of a crab orange Oh Fawn t'is a Lady even above ambition, and Like the vertical sun, that neither forceth others to cast shadows, nor can others force or shade her, her style is Dona Philocalia. Why then hath not the discretion of nature thought it joust, that customary coins, old fashions, terms of honour & of modesty for sooth, all laid aside, they court not us, beseech not us, rather for sweets of love, then we them, why? by Janus women are but men turned the wrong side outward. True the maids at 17. fill it. A most insensible Philosopher. What I prethe? What for Jove's sake? What of him good fool. Diuorcd. Now Jesu what words the fool has. Why thou woman's fool? yes with feathers. she with child, vntrodde ̄ snow is not so spotless gave foul language publicly of her. inuirious. Shame afolly, will Fawn now turn and informer? dos he laugh at me? Mercy. Thus he that loves many if once known, is justly plagued to be belou'de of none. Exit. There were a Lady for Ferrara's Duke, one of great blood, firm age, undoubted honour, above her sex, most more destly artful, though naturally modest, too excellent, to be left unmatched, though few worthy to much with her. thy most pernicious curiosity, mishapped. ridiculous. wretched above expression that snoredst over a beauty which thousands desired, neglecst her bed, for whose enjoying a very saint would have sued. Pity of my passion, Nymphadoro shall lose one of his Mistress's.
Plot summary
Plot — Parasitaster, or The Fawn
After failing to persuade his son Tiberio to marry, Hercules, the widowed Duke of Ferrara, plans to marry Princess Dulcimel of Urbino, and sends Tiberio to negotiate the treaty. Hercules goes to Urbino himself, assumes the alias Faunus, meets Nymphadoro and Herod, and hears some unflattering remarks about himself in his other persona, Hercules. He gets them to introduce him at court, and becomes a favourite with the Duke of Urbino. Dulcimel would rather marry Tiberio than Hercules, and contrives to woo him using her father, Duke Gonzago, as an intermediary. She brings him a scarf which she has embroidered with a message, and tells him that it was sent by Tiberio; the outraged Gonzago gives it to the young man, thinking he is returning an unwanted would-be lover's gift. She then reports to ===== PAGE 176 ===== Gonzago that Tiberio intends to climb up the tree by her bedroom window and surreptitiously marry her. Gonzago repeats the plan back to Tiberio, revokes his diplomatic status, and orders him to leave Urbino. Instead, Tiberio. puts the plan into effect and marries Dulcimel in her bedroom. Faunus: observes the foolish behaviour of the courtiers at Urbino. Herod cuckolds his brother, the impotent Sir Amoroso, and gets his sister-in-law with child — in effect, dispossessing himself of the estate by producing an heir apparent. Donna Zoya, who bas not slept with her husband Zuccone for four years, feigns pregnancy, and the gossip spreads rapidly through the court, each person telling the next on condition that they keep it strictly to themselves. Zuccone repudiates her, then regrets it on learning she is not really an adulteress, but she will only take him back on new terms which give her the upper hand in the marriage. Faunus lays on a court entertainment: a parliament of Cupid to consider the many grievances lovers have sent to heaven. Cupid’s statutes are read, and several of the foolish courtiers are tried. Nymphadoro is convicted as a multiple philanderer and sent to the ship of fools, Herod for falsely boasting of love, and Granuffo for affecting silence to seem wiser than he is. Sir Amoroso (charged with wooing on false pretences) and Zuccone are spared. The last fool to be exposed is Gonzago, for procuring the seduction of his own daughter. Resuming his own identity, Hercules thanks Gonzago for securing Tiberio’s marriage.