Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 19 (piety, thalander, crimes, blessings, loathed, pretend…). Matches are highlighted.
marriage, and this, although our thoughts Reflect with equal honour on our lovers, Makes the distinction, and concludes me miserable, Thy will depends upon no riged parent, Thy path is strewed with Roses, while I climb A ragged cliff, to meet whom I affect. O my deer soul, I know't. What's the matter! Speak, and assure us, what disaster
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Why should not we two live together, being So equal in our passion? o Violent, Our knowledge grew from children, and our loves Ally us in our nature's. But I have a father, and remembering him A sorrow steals upon me, to betray My Hope's of blessing; for although he love me, And dearly as he says, for Children must not Dispute with father's, he affects not him In whom I place all thoughts that can delight me, He loves not Delamore, and what to me Is all the World without him? I shall never I fear, have his consent to be made happy In marriage, and this, although our thoughts Reflect with equal honour on our lovers, Makes the distinction, and concludes me miserable, Thy will depends upon no riged parent, Thy path is strewed with Roses, while I climb A ragged cliff, to meet whom I affect. O my deer soul, I know't. What's the matter! Speak, and assure us, what disaster makes Thy countenance so wild. Is sick, is dead, what more? and yet I have So few, I can spare none. Is my father living, and Delamore ? Stay, as thou wouldst preserve thy mistress in The number of the living. Except Violent, whom I see Enjoys her health, I have no friend but Delamore, I hope he is not dead. Why dost thou call me from him? sure I was Going to meet my Delamore. Would I could hope it. What Seas breake-in Upon us? I that could have died within A gentle wave, now struggle for my life, My father? What sir? O Murderer. Honour in murder? O, my fate! Good sir, be charitable to the dead. Indeed your language, Pardon my boldness, sir, is dark and mystical. I hope. I'll not have A thought shall disobey you, and if ever I love again. This is too soon A conscience, sir, before his blood be cold, To whom I professed love, to Like another? The World would much condemn me. Whom d'ee mean deer sir? Shall not he suffer For the black deed already done? O! consider ere you move to far; If having slain my comfort, for I must Give it no other name, call not your justice To my revenge, yet let me not be forced, To have a thought so full of shame to women, That he should be my husband, it's a stain Time nor repentance can wash off, I know You cannot mean so cruelly, beside I shall commit a sin, foul as his murder, Upon poor Violent, and rob her: Their heart's love hath sealed up i'th eye of Heaven, 'Twere sacrilege to partly em, she's my friend too, One that will rather die then injure me. And he will rather suffer, if he be Noble as you profess him, then consent to So foul a gilded. Has Heaven no pity for me? What killing language does a father speak? Poor heart prevent more grief, and quickly break. Exit. If you be one, good sir— It is too soon to think of any other. I blush to think, my father of his mind, Distressed Leonora good. sir lose No more breath, I am resolved to die a Virgin I know not what love is. And yet these tears Are shed for one you loved. He that was all My treasure living, being lost must needs Be a great partly of sorrow: but my eyes Though they can never pay to many drops To the sad memory of Delamore, Shed not all these for him, there is another That makes me weep. Heaven knows I never let into my heart, Affection to a second, I am so far From loving him, I wish we may never meet, I am not safe in my own bosom, while I think upon him, it begets new springs Within my eyes; which will in little time, Rise to a flood, and drown me. What will you do? Shanot need. I have no enemy to engage his sword, My discontents flow from a nearer person, I grieve to say my father. Pray no more, you shall do me a noble office. To leave me to my self. I wait upon her, Your gentle pardon. Exit. O Violent! I Must now require some fruit of all thy promises. Leonora Cannot be so ingrateful: but we have Small limit for discourse, my father means To visit Beaumont, now in Prison, thou Wilt hear too soon the story, and without Prevention find thy self more miserable. O Violent : I will suffer with him Rather then injure thee, I prithee go Visit thy friend, not mine, and as thou lovest me, As thou lovest him, or thy own life, Violent, Bid him be constant to thee, tell him what fame Dwells upon noble lovers, that have sealed Faith to their Mistress's in blood: what glory Can perjured men expect, that lose their honour To save a poor breath? bid him be assured, If for the hope of life, his soul can be So much corrupted to embrace a thought That I shall ever love him— Never, o, never; tell him so: by virtue, And the cold blood of my slain Delamore, Although my father threaten death. Make hast sweet Violent, to the Prison; There thou shalt know all, there thou shalt have proof How much thou art beloved, and by my death, If he prove false to thee, how much I love thee. Exit. I attend you. My father has some design, and bade me send for thee. Yes: we are Too private. Weel withdraw. You give me another life. Now you bless me. My soul Longs to salute him. I prithee counsel me how shall I wrestle With my sad destiny, and yet preserve My filial obedience, I must lose A father, or a husband.
Plot summary
Plot — The Gamester
Wilding is sexually uninterested in his wife, but propositions her ward, Penelope, with the promise that afterwards he will find her a husband. Penelope agrees to sex with him only if Mistress Wilding consents, so Wilding duly asks his wife. Mistress Wilding encourages Penelope to agree—in order to facilitate a plot. Penelope insists on a midnight assignation: Wilding is to come in the dark and neither of them shall speak during the encounter. The plan is for Mistress Wilding to take Penelope’s place. When the evening comes, however, Wilding is more interested in a gambling event at an ordinary, and sends Hazard to sleep with Penelope in his place; but after losing his money in the game, he envies Hazard his more pleasurable night. Then Mistress Wilding tells him of the substitution, and he is tormented with the thought of being a cuckold, until he realizes that Hazard still thinks he slept with Penelope. He puts it to Hazard that they should marry, but Hazard is unwilling, until he hears of Penelope’s £2,000 estate. He woos and marries her, then tells Wilding that the earlier assignation did not go as expected: both Mistress Wilding and Penelope were there, armed with a light and planning to rebuke Wilding for his lechery. No sex took place, and so Wilding is no cuckold. In the second plot, the friends Delamore and Beaumont fall out in a drunken argument about their respective girlfriends, Leonora and Violante, and Beaumont wounds Delamore. One man is taken to a surgeon, the other to prison. Leonora’s father, Sir Richard Hurry, is delighted—he disapproves of Delamore and has a debt of honour to the Beaumont family—and endeavours to find a way of saving Beaumont from prosecution for murder. The terms he puts to Beaumont, however, are that he shall marry Leonora on his release, breaking off his engagement to Violante. Beaumont refuses, and Violante, who has overheard the conversation after bribing the jailer, cannot persuade him to change his mind and save his life. When he continues to refuse, Hurry agrees to his marrying Violante instead of Leonora. It emerges that Delamore is alive, so Beaumont is no longer in danger of capital proceedings. In the third plot, the rich citizen Barnacle pays Hazard to lose a staged quarrel with his nephew, Young Barnacle, in order to give the youth a dangerous reputation that will allow him to walk the streets safely. Young Barnacle proves ludicrously inept at picking a fight, but Hazard eventually takes his beating. Old…