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BORDELLO

in The Turk (Muleasses the Turk) — Mason, John

Metadata

PlayThe Turk (Muleasses the Turk)
AuthorMason, John
Year (catalogued)1610
First performance1607
Decade1610s
GenreTragedy
Play typeBoys Professional
CompanyChildren of the King's Revels
Speech prefix(es)Bord. | Bord,
Words1405
Characters7400
Typicality0.43 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA07217
BritDrama no.1557
ClusterCluster 9 — Boon companions & bluff banter

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Pantofle. Thou hast be at my pleasure indeed P ntofle, I will retreat into the country, hate this amorous, Court and betake my self to obscurity: I tell thee boy I will return by this Ci cyan Isle without transformation since Hebe hath discovered her secrets I will turn I p ter, hate the whole sex of women, and only embrace thee my Gammede. I tell thee should the Lady Julia when she was alive have proffered me her cheek to kiss, I would not have bowed to that painted image for her whole Worser kedome: Mercury h worser no good aspect in the horoscope of my nativity: women and lotium are recip ocall, their savour is noisome. To depart in debted boy, is the only way to be prayed for, seeing they know it is my prosperity and welfare that must make them satisfaction. Most willingly, for I am not possessed of a pennikin, and if he be not before with me, I take it we are even, and may walk in campage. Pantofle vanish. Eunuchus, Venus restore thee to thy generation: what doings are now in your quarters? you are above me, I mean not their ingenys or upper galleries: The beauteous Timoclea. The truth is I am earthly, and Like not to participate with the element of the fire: good Eunuchus commend me to your Lady, and tell her by importuning my affection, she seeks the fallen of and innocent. I see no hope of it. Faith Eunuch I have made a vow not to uncase my self to any of that sex. Verily since the relapse of my Sempstress, I have not addicted my self to that neat & cleanly carriage As I am, so fates assist me: and Eunuchus here's my hand thou shalt have ample share in my Fortune's. Dear Eunuch let me hug thee: how I long to ma nifest thy service to my Lady Timoclea. You will meet? It shall suffice. By women man first fell, by them I'll rise. Exit. Eunuchus? Thy Lady shall see that in my deeds Eunuchus if all the sweet meats in Florence be provocative. True, were I not a man of war whose valour & mag nanimious courage is not to be dejected so long as his weapon holds. If I should, doubt not her gracious hand in my erection: but gentle Eunucus, the key that opens to the Via lactea : I had thought and entrance rough, manly and boistrou had be more pleasing to Ladies: Enter Madam Fulsome, But see Eunuchus I shall be troubled I shall be tormented with this court owl if you assist me not: sfoot the flesh-fly hath espied me, she will never linne sucking at me so long as I have any matter for her to work upon. I verily believe it, for her very countenance and come plexion shows she is able to allay any men courage living with a breath. I should account it none of my nearest mishaps, being interdicted so worthy a presence by more then urgent affairs. Sweet Sir bear my excuse with all respective desire of pardon. Being upon my departure Lady, I am enforced to see to the conveying of my goods, and the trussing away of my baggage. For our Ladies Madam they are few or none, our con trey men are not so addicted to titles of honour: they use knight hood as rich Jewellers desire Jemms rather for traficque then or nament. Great Commodity, and that is the reason so many mar chants and yeomen sons hunt after it. For the bettering of mine inward parts, some few notions I have committed to memory. Since my coming to Florence I have seen ignorance in the shape of a Ci tizen muffled in the scarlet of magistracy that coul not write his own name. Generally I have noted through the whole Country great enmity between wit and cloaks lined through with velvet: and yet beggars & gallants agree together very f miliarly. There is no thriving but by impudence and pan arisme: he that is furnished with one of these two qualities shall beg more of a foolish Lord at a mar bone breakfast, then all the Poets in the whole town shall rhyme out of him in and age: You shall find us as forward in as hight a service in the Lobby or elsewhere at your Ladyships appoint, but— Your Ladyship shall find us ready to put in— our spoons. You see Eunuchus, familiarity and courtesy hath en wrapped me in the knowledge of these meanest vassals of honour: but henceforth my countenance shall be estranged, and I will bury my acquaintance in silence. I were inhuman if I should forget you the latest mi nute of my life: pray heavens my Page Pantofle have procured in my absence the embroidered shirt I gave directions for upon both our wardrobes: that care once over, I shall never henceforth taste of lousy misfortune. Venus supplying what Bordello most lacks, Courtiers and Porters live by able backs. Exeunt Priapus thou woman's God assist me with a Jovial abi lity: this night I may beget a Hercules : Fortune I must con fesse thou hast turned up thy muffler, and cast a gracious aspect on Bordello : for I am not only in the state of clean linen; but also thou hast made me gracious in the eye of Signior Diaspermaton my Apothecary, who hath furnished me with this receipt: here is a compound of Cantharid S Diositerion, marrow of and Ox, hairs of a Lion, stones of a Goat, Cock-sparrows brains, and such Like this after and hours receipt, hath a fourfold operation: and least I should be Like a Peacock all tail and no heart, here is a distillation of ten pound a pint, that comforts the inward, fires the brains, cheers up the spirit, and makes a man lay about him Like a dutchman. Let me see, it is more then time that I commit this divine pill to his hopeful working: least my staff be out of the rest when my adversary is in the carriere. So Cupid's fair mother be thy mid wife: out and alas I am mare rid, what Some ners Ghost or limb of Lucifer, puts poor Bordello in mind of penance before he hath trespassed? See, it makes towards me: infortunate Bordello that the de vill should be and enemy to lechery. Ladies did you not see a spirit pass this way? Without jest a mere Ghost, standing bolt upright at Timocleas chamber, so nigh Court Incubus on my life. How: terrified? I no sooner beheld it, but drawing my better parts together Enter Timoclea. Help, help! All run out, Timoclea follows the Eunuch out. Was ever man thus distracted between the flesh and the spirit? 'sfoot this Pill hath so fired my mansion that unless I light on some waterwork, I shall lose the rain S Like a second Phaeton, and burn my Fabric. Surely I am that Tantalus the hungry Poets talk of, and am as dry as and Eel in a sandbag, and yet want water for the reaching: Let me see, why should I fear spirits that have raised up such and able one at my pleasure, that Like a bold Orator stands on tiptoes to speak in Bar: and yet me thinks he should be no good pleader, he was so suddenly dejected and out of countenance with and apparition. I would the case were laid open, that I might see how my young mooter would bestir himself: Would: who is this? no more ghosts I hope: if it be it is the more womanly of the two. She lies as if she knew the end of her creation. On my life some waiting maid that hath a Court Epilepsy come upon her: I'll see if she foam at the mouth. Out & alas, the heavens have conspired poor Bordellos overthrown. The virtuous Timoclea wretched and most accursed hands, that have trust up my Fortune's in thy Elfe-knot. A most dejected parcel of men flesh. Wrong: heavens know I meant to have done her a much right as could have be done to one of her sex. Alas Sir my shaking proceeds of a standing ague I have had this two hours. What is that Ph go Eunuchus do you know him?

Plot summary

Plot — The Turk (Muleasses the Turk)
Julia, the under-age Duchess of Florence, has been promised by her uncle, Borgias, in marriage to the Duke of Ferrara; but the Senate has promised her to the Duke of Venice. The rival dukes lay siege to Florence, but Borgias gets them to raise the siege by hiding Julia and telling them that she is dead. To supply a body for the funeral, he has his wife Timoclea poisoned by the Turk Muleasses. Borgias intends to marry his daughter Amada to Muleasses, marry Julia himself now that he is a widower, and make himself King of Italy; Muleasses will help him in order to secure Turkey a foothold in Christendom. They also plot to murder Venice and Ferrara, using a poison with a thirty-day time delay, so that they will not die until after they have left Florence. But Borgias still has another dead body to find, to stand in for Timoclea at her funeral, and he asks Eunuchus to help supply one. Eunuchus inveigles Bordello into a false assignation with Timoclea, intending to leave him instead in Borgias’s bedchamber to be killed. In fact, Timoclea is not dead: Muleasses only gave her a sleeping draught, and when she wakes he releases her from Julia’s tomb and promises to help her take revenge on her husband. She appears to Venice posing as Julia’s ghost, and denounces Borgias as her murderer. Bordello sees her en route to his assignation, and is scared off. Eunuchus is also haunted, flees, and ends up running into Ferrara’s dagger, with fatal consequences. After overhearing Muleasses express his passion for Amada, Timoclea jealously kills her. Muleasses encourages her to haunt and kill Borgias too. She tells her husband that she has been having an affair with the Turk, and he pretends to commit suicide by throwing himself off a balcony. This frees her to enjoy Muleasses, but he rejects her, intending that she 1607 should take her own life in despair. Muleasses calls for Eunuchus to remove Borgias’s body, but it is Ferrara who comes, in disguise, having substituted himself for the dead eunuch. Borgias, who is not really dead, stabs him; Ferrara lives long enough to reveal his true identity. In order to touch his wife’s conscience, Borgias poses as an echo, then as his own ghost; finally he strangles her with her own hair. Borgias plans to pin the murders of both Ferrara and Timoclea on Muleasses, but Bordello comes upon Timoclea’s body and is caught with it by Venice. Muleasses attempts to rape Julia, but Venice saves her. Muleasses explains Borgias’s plot; the two…