Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 4 (loyalty, handmaid, spotless, blessings, hamilcar, moves…). Matches are highlighted.
him you heart hath chosen. You have not vowed to die a virgin, I know and humble servant of yours Lady? Would be sorry you should be a Nun. I do not think He can dissemble where he does profess Affection: I know his heart by mine; Fairfield is my brother! The boy would seem witty. Brother, you interpose too far, my Lord Has used me
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You are resolved then. You will show a Manly fortitude. Not since yesterday! He does see me sometime! It was your Character, that first commended Him to my thoughts! And mine attend you! Master Tryer. And take your leave. You begin to be a stranger! in two morning's Not one visit, where you profess affection. Surfeits in the Spring Are dangerous, and yet I never h ard, A lover would absent him from his Mistress Through fear to be more happy, but I allow That for a Compliment, and dispute not with you A reason of your actions you're now welcome And though you should be guilty of neglect, My love would overcome any suspicion. In what! If he be yours command me! I want words. Though I want both ability and language , My wishes shall be zealous to express me Your humble servant: I wood not Be guilty of dissembling with your Lordship, I know words have more proportion With my distance to your birth and fortune, Then humble servant. Are you sir in earnest! He's a stranger, You wonot use me well, and sh w no care Of me, nor of my honour, I pray stay! I have a servant. O my Lord! Done what fault? I think your Lordship would not willingly Offend a woman. The whole sex is bound to you. Your Lordship's merry! Ther's a garden, Wilt please your Lordship taste the air on't. You express A Master of all Compliment, I have Nothing but plain humility, my Lord To answer you. You shall not needs my Lord, I'm not incredulous. I do believe your honour, and dare trust For more than this. She had a cruel heart, that would not venture Upon the engagement of your honour. There's nothing in the verg of my command That should not serve your Lordship. On that which you propounded sir, your honour, It is above all other obligation, And he that's truly noble will not stain it. How sir. It seems your Lordship speaks to on you know not. Better! I should desire my Lord. 'Tis your Lordship's mirth. I'll not bele we my Lord you mean so wantonly As you profess. Is it so much against you. There I may venture somewhat with his Lordship. Your Lordship is very confident. Rather want of modesty, A great sin if you observe the circumstance, I see his Lordship has a disposition To be merry, but proclaim not this free say To every one, some women in the world Would hold you all day. He's one it becomes not m to censure . You made me acquainted with him to that purpose, It was your confidence, I'll do what I can, Because he is your noble Friend, and one In whom was hid so much perfection Of honour, for at first 'twas most invisibl , But it begins to appear, and I do perceive A glimmering, it may break out a flame, I shall know all his thoughts at our next conference, He has a secr to to impart he says only to me. Yes Sir, if it be honourable there is no harm in't, If otherwise you do not doubt my innocence. From his Lordship. From mine own frailty. Now I must tell you Sir, I see your heart Is not so just as I deserve, you have Engaged me to his conversation, Provoked by jealous thoughts, and now your fear Betrays your want of goodness, for he never was right at home, that dare suspect his Mistress, Can love degenerate in noble breasts, Collect the arguments, that could invite you To this unworthy trial, bring them to My forehead, where you shall inscribe their names For virgins to blush at me, if I do not Fairly acquit my self. I am not Sir so guilty to b angry, But you shall give me leave unless you will Declare, you dare not trust me any further, Not to break off so rudely with his, Lordship. I Will hear what he means to say to me, And if my council may prevail with you, You shannot interrupt us, have but patience I'll keep the story for you, and assure My ends have no base mixture, not my lov To you could bribe me to the least dishonour, Much less a stranger, since I have gone so far By your commission, I will proceed A little further at my peril Sir. This morning married? She that Jeers all within Gunshot. My Brother. Brother do you know that gentlewoman. I observe her. Whither will you walk my Lord? you may engag Your self too far and loose your sport! Your Lordship had no fortune in the last match, I wished your confidence a happier success. You win my Lord I dare engag my self. 'Tis the first time I herd it. I am not weary but— I were too much wicked to suspect your honour And in this place. Foul play, If I did think your honour had a thought To Venture at unlawful game, I should Would brought less confidence. To show I dare Be bold upon your virtue, taken no notice I'll waft him back ag n, my Lord walk forward. Do you ride your self. I Like it very well. Good sir your pardon When you return I'll tell you more my Lord. So so, is it good milk? You have obliged me—the wishes of all happin sse To him you heart hath chosen. You have not vowed to die a virgin, I know and humble servant of yours Lady? Would be sorry you should be a Nun. I do not think He can dissemble where he does profess Affection: I know his heart by mine; Fairfield is my brother! The boy would seem witty. Brother, you interpose too far, my Lord Has used me honourably, and I must tell you Some body has made a fault. Yes sir. I'll tell you more hereafter, pray lets hear Who wins. Shall w v nture nothing oth' horses, What odds against my Lord? To a pair of perfumed gloves I take it. Done with you both! The stockings shall be Scarlet, if you choose Your sent, I'll choose my colour. Is the wind in that coast, hark the noise. Is Jockey now? Still it holds. How would you sped my Lord? As many as you please. How! But are you serious? You make m wonder. Letter! since we saw him We would done sir. Here's a riddle; but I will doo't, Shall I presume upon you for a favour. My Lord I wait upon you, I beseech Your pardon but a minute—will you do this, It is and office he may thank you for, Beside my acknowledgement. Now I am for your Lordship, What's your pleasure. May you never want it. What my Lord? My Lord! Did they see you thus perfectly. You are Something, I would not name my Lord. T'were better not to have been born to honours, Than forfeit em so poorly, he is truly Noble, and best justifies his blood When he can number the descents of virtue . 'Tis not in my power Or will my Lord, and yet you pr sse me strangely As you're a person, separate and distinct By your high blood, above me and my Fortune's Thus low I bend, you have no noble title Which I not bow to, they are Characters Which we should read at distance, and there is Not one that shall with more devotion And honour of your birth, express her service, It is my duty, where the king has sealed His favours, I should show humility My best obedience to his act. But if to all those honourable names, That marked you for the peoples reverence, In such a vicious age, you dare rise up Example too of goodness, they which teach Their knees a Compliment, will give their heart, And I among the number of the humblest. Most proud to serve your Lordship, and would r fuse No office or command, that should engage me To any noble trial, this addition Of virtue is above all shine of State, And will draw more admirers; but I must Be bold to tell you sir, unless you prove A friend to virtue were your honour ce tupled, Could you pile titles till you reach the Clouds. Were every petty Manor you possess A Kingdom, and the blood of many Princes United in your veins, with these had you A person that had more attraction Then Poesy can furnish, love withal, Yet I, I in such infinite distance am As much above you in my innocence. 'Tis the first liberty I ever took to speak my self, I have Been bold in the comparison, but find not Wherein I have wronged virtue, pleading for it. I wish To have my last hour witness of these thoughts, And I will hope before that time, to hear Your Lordship of another mind. Alas you plunge too far, and are within this minute, Further from heaven then ever. Live my Lord to be Your Countries honour and support, and think not Of these poor dreams. 'Tis not improbable my Lord but you May live to be and old man, and fill up A seat among the grave Nobility, When your cold blood shall starve your wanton thoughts. And your slow pulse beat Like your bodies knell, When time hath snowed upon your hair, o then Will it be any comfort to remember The sins of your wild youth, how many wives, Or virgins y'ave dishonoured? in their number, Would any memory of me (should I Be sinful to consent) not fetch a tear, From you perhaps a sighs to break your heart, Will you not wish then you had never mixed With Atheists, and those men whose wits are vented In oaths and blasphemy, now the pride of Gentlemen, That strike at heaven, and make again of thunder. My Lord isle follow ye. Brother welcome? Sir we are both obliged to you A Friend of yours desirers some private conference. He does not look so desperate; how dee brother? Brother I sent for you, and I think it time, Pray harken to this gentlewoman; she will Give you good council, you and I withdraw sir. You have it seems. And I have tried you, And found you dross, nor do I love my h art So ill, to change it with you. Unworthily you have suspected me, And cherished that bade humour, for which know You never must have hope to gain my love, He that shall doubt my virtue, out of fancy, Merits my just suspicion and disdain. I pray deny me not that liberty, I will have proof too, of the man I choose My husband, believe me, if men be At such a lose of goodness I will valve My self, and think no honour equal to Remain a Virgin. You shall not doubt that. Pray my Lord know him for your servant. I ever wished it. Our banes sir are forbidden. Never in Noble ways; No virgin shall more honour you. Your Lordship's welcome to this humble roof!
Plot summary
Plot — Hyde Park
In one plot, Carol has three suitors and, claiming to be averse to marriage, torments them all. Venture gives her a chain of pearl, and she gives it to his rival, Richer. Richer gives her a diamond ring, and she gives that to Venture. She agrees to grant a request from the third suitor, Fairfield, on condition that he is not asking her to love him, marry him, or have sex with him. In fact, he asks her not to love him, and not to desire his company. They try to avoid one another on a visit to Hyde Park, but she becomes jealous on seeing him with his sister, sends for him, and sparks fly. Venture writes her a letter threatening suicide on account of unrequited love. She forges Fairfield’s signature on it, confronts him with it, and offers marriage to save his life. He denies the letter, refuses marriage, and proposes to castrate himself instead. Finally they admit that they love one another, and become engaged. In a second plot, Trier is courting Julietta, but leaves her alone with the roué Lord Bonvile, who promptly tries to court her. His advances continue in Hyde Park, and she continues to resist them, hoping to convert him from loose living. Her admonitions begin to take effect, and Bonvile reflects critically on his way of life. Trier admits that he used Bonvile as a way of testing her chastity. Disgusted, she discomfits him by demanding corresponding proofs of his fitness to be her husband. She is more willing to entertain a newly modest proposal from Bonvile. In a third plot, Bonavent the merchant has not returned from a sea voyage, and now is presumed dead: he asked his wife to wait seven years for him, and his time is up. She agrees to marry Lacy, her suitor. After the wedding, her husband arrives in disguise and witnesses the celebrations. In Hyde Park, he picks a fight with Lacy, then privately tells his wife who he really is and what happened to him: his return was delayed by pirates, and he has only now been rescued from captivity. Later, he hands out willow garlands to the four disappointed lovers, Venture, Richer, Trier, and Lacy, and reveals his identity, thereby invalidating Lacy’s marriage.