Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 1 (nony, tailors, butler, mall, jesu, massinissa…). Matches are highlighted.
advised: It's a young rashness: your father is your father: Take leisure to consider. Thus y'haue considered Poor Flaviam almost to her graven. Fie Lelio, Had this my smallness undertook the business, And done no more in four short winter days Then you in four months, I'de have vowed my maidenhead To living Tomb of a sad Nunnery. Which
business must be compassed With winding plots, and cunning stratagems. Look to't: For if we be not married ever next morning, By the great love that's hid in this small compass, Flaviam and my self will steal you both away To your eternal shame and foul discredit. What ever my father, brother, and your self Shall think convenient
Full speech
Flaviam I kiss your hands. I plainly will profess my love of Lelio, it's honest, chased, and stains not modesty. Shall I be married to Antonio, that hath been a soused Sea-fish, this three months? and if he be alive comes home with as many impairs, as a Hunting Gelding fallen Packhorse. No, no, I'll see him freeze to Crystal first. In other things, good father, I am your most obedient daughter, but in this a pure woe man. It's your partly to offer, mine to refuse if I Like not. Lelio's a handsome Gentleman, young, fresh, rich, and well-fashioned, and him will Sulpitia have, or die a maid: And i'faith the temper of my blood tell's me I was never born to so cold a misfortune. Fie Flaviam, fie wench, no more with tears and sighs, cheer up, Eugenio to my knowledge loves you, and you shall have him: I say you shall have him. And giue't to whom? has none but him and me: What though he dote a while upon your beauty; he will not prove vnna turall to his son. Go to your chamber: my Genius whispers in my ear, and swears this night we shall enjoy our loves, and with that hope farewell. Lelio? Soft, soft, you're much mistaken: for in earnest, I am angry Lelio ; and with you. Stand still I charge you By virtue of my lips; speak not a sillable As you expect a kiss should close my choler. For I must chide you. First, sir, I hear, you teach Eugenio Too graven a wariness in your sisters love, And kill his honest forwardness of affection With your farre-fet respects, suspicions, fears. You have your may-bee's; this is dangerous: That course were better: for if so: and yet: Who know's? th'euent is doubtful: be advised: It's a young rashness: your father is your father: Take leisure to consider. Thus y'haue considered Poor Flaviam almost to her graven. Fie Lelio, Had this my smallness undertook the business, And done no more in four short winter days Then you in four months, I'de have vowed my maidenhead To living Tomb of a sad Nunnery. Which for your sake I loath. Peace! peace! Now you're so wise as if y'had eaten Nothing but brains, and marrow of Machiauell. You tip your speeches with Italian Motti, Spanish Refrains, and English Quoth He's. Believe me There's not a Proverb salt's your tongue, but plants Whole colonies of white hairs. Oh what a business These hands must have when you have married me, To pick out sentences that over-year you. Have I a lip? and you Made Sonnets on't? it's your fault, for otherwise, Your sister and Eugenio had been sure Long time ever this. Stay, your Qu's not come yet. I hate as perfectly this gray-green of yours, As old Antonio's green-gray. Fie! Wise lovers, Are most absurd. Were not I full resolved, I should begin to cool mine own affection. For shame consider well your sister's temper. Her melancholy may much hurt her. Respect her, Or spite of mine own love, I'll make you stay Six months, before you marry me. Lelio whispers. This your so happy news? returned? and safe? Antonio yet alive? Lelio whispers. And then? Well. All your business must be compassed With winding plots, and cunning stratagems. Look to't: For if we be not married ever next morning, By the great love that's hid in this small compass, Flaviam and my self will steal you both away To your eternal shame and foul discredit. What ever my father, brother, and your self Shall think convenient pleases me. Content And me the same. I faith you have some fixed thoughts draw your eyes inward when you see not your friends before you. Then it's the love of a young Gentleman, and bitter hatred of and old Dotard. I could say as much, were't not sin ro slander the dead. Miserable wenches, how have we offended our father's, that they should make us the price of their dotage, the medicine of their griefs, that have more needs of Physic our selves? I must be frostbitten with the cold of your Dads winter, that mine may thaw his old ice with the Spring of your sixteen. I thank my dead mother that left me a woman's will in her last Testament: That's all the weapons we poor girls can use, and with that will I fight against father, friends, and kindred, and either enjoy Lelio, or die in the field in's quarrel. Why? should I twine mine arms to cables, and sighs my soul to Air? Fit up all night Like a Watching Candle, and distil my brains through my eyelids? your brother loves me, and I love your brother; and where these two consent, I would feign see a third could hinder us.
Plot summary
Plot — Albumazar
The neighbours Pandolfo and Antonio, both widowers, have arranged to marry each other’s daughters; but before they can do so, Antonio is lost and presumed dead on an overseas voyage, and the plan goes into abeyance because his son Lelio disapproves of Pandolfo as a potential brother-in-law. Albumazar’s accomplice Furbo has gained access to Pandolfo’s household, posing as his daughter’s tutor, and has learned of his .- amorous aspirations, and also his credulity about. magic and astrology. Albumazar plans to trick him, and sets about demonstrating his occult power. Ronca shows Pandolfo some of the astrologer’s amazing inventions: a telescope and an ‘otacousticon’ (actually a pair of ass’s ears) which allow him to see and hear things at a distance. Albumazar then predicts Pandolfo’s marriage, and also a stabbing which his associates then enact in a brawl. Pandolfo asks the astrologer to raise Antonio’s ghost, but instead Albumazar undertakes to transform the tenant farmer Trincalo into Antonio’s likeness for one day, so that he can give Flavia in marriage to Pandolfo. Trincalo agrees because this will give him access to Antonio’s household, and therefore to the maid Armellina, whom he loves. Pandolfo is required to prepare a room for the metamorphosis, laid out with valuable possessions. When he begins to have second thoughts about paying Albumazar, his servant Cricca suggests that he should pretend to have been robbed of his valuables; but when they are indeed stolen, Albumazar pretends in turn that the transformed Trincalo has just locked them away for safe keeping. After undergoing the fake metamorphosis, Trincalo is told he may not look at himself in a mirror for fear of breaking the spell. Ronca and Harpax greet him as Antonio, and pretend to be his debtor and creditor respectively, but Trincalo pays Harpax less than he was ===== PAGE 445 ===== 1615 given by Ronca, who has to steal back the balance. To buy time to spirit away Pandolfo’s goods, the tricksters divert him with Bevilona the courtesan, who pretends to be a gentlewoman in love with Antonio, and hides him from her husband. The real Antonio returns unexpectedly, and is taken for the transformed Trincalo: he does not understand when Pandolfo asks after his missing property, and his son and daughter, forewarned of the planned trick, beat him out of his own house. He meets Trincalo, who is still posing as him, and a duel is proposed. Lelio and Cricca realize the truth when they see the two men…