Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 12 (signor, sal, zelmane, handkerchief, absolon, dissemble…). Matches are highlighted.
blush, It was but at a Ball, but what of this? I hope you would no patent To dance alone with him, if he would privilege To kiss another Lady, she may say He does salute her, and return a curtsy To show her breeding, but I'll now be plainer, Although you love this Lord, it may possible He may dispose his thoughts another way
Full speech
Why do you so commend him? Sure thou dost love him, I'll tell his Lordship when I see him again, How zealous you are in his commendation. But I prithee tell me, Is not love whence this proceeds, I have I must confess discoursed of his good parts, Desired his company. Yes, and had it. You are not I hope jealous, If I should say all night I need not blush, It was but at a Ball, but what of this? I hope you would no patent To dance alone with him, if he would privilege To kiss another Lady, she may say He does salute her, and return a curtsy To show her breeding, but I'll now be plainer, Although you love this Lord, it may possible He may dispose his thoughts another way Who can help it, he has eyes To look on more than one, and understand Perhaps to guide, and place his love upon The most deserving object. Why do you think all excellence is thronged Within your beauty. Angry, would, would. Good Madam why? because, I think, and tell you that another Lady May be as handsome in some men opinion, Admit I loved him too, may not I hold Proportion with you, on some entreaty. What is it that exalts you above all Comparison? my father was as good A gentleman, and my mother has as great A spirit. 'Twill appear No greater miracle in me I take it, Yet difference will be, perhaps I may Affect him with a better consequence. Think you so. Is that a principle. A Frenchman Signior. What is he. I have herd of him by a noble Lady Told me the tother day, that sitting for Her picture, she was stifled with a strange Perfume of horns. When I have need Of this rare Artist I will trouble you For my directions, leaving this discourse, How thrives your Catalogue of debtors Signior. You shannot name me in the list of any That are behind, beside my debt a purse For clearing the account. He's welcome, what is't? Which Lord Sir? So Sir. I find it too, and blush within to think How much we are deceived, I may be even With this May-Lord. Exit. And yet mine are not pale. I have read No sonnets on the sweetness of your breath. But I have herd of your tongue exalted much, Highly commended. O my Lord you're welcome. Do not you blush, fie Madam. My Lord we were in jest. We had a difference. About a man ith' world, you are best name him. Did your Lordship overhear us? Not to retain your Lordship ith' dark, Confident you'll not accuse my modesty For giving you a truth, you shall not travel Beyond your self to find his name, but do not Triumph my Lord. My Lord, I am not worth your flattery. How my Lord? Why happy? I Like not this so well. Or I. He's gone, And has referred himself to us. And some time I would be loath To yield. Nay you shanot be so angry, I must have a Coronte, Pray Madam be reconciled. Now Madame we take our leave. Why not English ? Let it be so, they will else be troublesome. You did ill in the impression, Although your bashfulness would not permit you To speak in your own cause, you might have sent Your meaning, I can make a shift to read A scurvy hand, but I shall tell you sir. I see you are in love by your mention, And cause I pity a gentleman should loose His passion I'll acquaint you with a secret. What misfortune it You did not first apply your self to her That can reward your love, and hath a heart Spacious to entertain you; she does love you Upon my knowledge strangely, and so Commends you in your absence. O 'tis excused sir, but I must tell you, Perhaps you wonot find her now so tractable Upon the apprehension she was slighted; But to prescribe you confidence were to Suspect your art, and bold discretion. You are pleasant. To wonder at you, whats your meaning sir? You are deceived, I am not melancholy. In love, who told you so? Are you so dull? Why, this was but to try your constancy, I have herd her swear you are the properest Knight, The very Adonis : why, she has God your picture And made it the only saint within her closet, I blush at your credulity. With all my heart. Gentlemen let your passion breath a while, A little music may correct the error, And you may find your selves. What Mounsieur? How comes it to pass that you are to play Cupid Mon. You may enlarge your folly my deer knight, But I have pardoned you for love already. Now you talk of your travels Signior, till my Lord Come you shall do us a special favour to Discourse what passages you would seen abroad. We are no Ladies errant, 'tis enough For such as you, that look for State employment. We have herd talk of many countries. How nothing? I have herd much talk of Paris. I have herd Civil is in Spain. Is't possible? Onions wood make you sleep well. Which Country? How a Cardinal, o impudence. I did before suspect him. Say you so? Very good. Is that it? And how sped you among the Dutch? May end in a soft peace. Then this we have made lots, That what we cannot, fate may soon divide, And we are fixed to obey our destiny, There is but two, one and your wishes guide you. Your hat my Lord, If you vouchsafe the favour? There is Fortune Lets have fair play my Lord. You are merry? 'Tis quickly solved, Your Lordship was too confident, We never were at such a lose my Lord, As with the hazard of our wit or honour To court you with so desperate affection. And to show We are not coy my Lord, weel wear your Jewel. Nay, nay, we are friends, are We not Madam? Keep the goblin from me Gentlemen. Your meaning Sir. Would, would, would, my Love, I am not mad to love a Satire, For that's thy best condition, judgement all, How scurvily this civility shows in him. Faith rail, and keep your humour, still it shows excellent, Does he not become the beast, The Lords allow you pension. What is't? Not jeered, but you came on so desperate.
Plot summary
Plot — The Ball
Lord Rainbow is to hold a ball. Ladies practise their dancing, coached by Monsieur La Frisk, and engage in amours. Lucina has four suitors whom she teases with the prospect of marriage. She plans to see each of them in turn, but unknown to her, her servant Scutilla conceals one of them, Colonel Winfield, in her room, and he witnesses her scornful treatment of his rivals: Sir Marmaduke is mocked for his money-making schemes, Sir Ambrose for his baldness, and Bostock, who habitually boasts of his imagined kinship with noblemen, is told she will only marry a commoner—which induces him to suggest that he may be illegitimate, and therefore eligible after all. The Colonel takes a more masterful line with her at his meeting. He then suggests to the other insulted suitors that they go back and treat her with contempt. Bostock nominates himself the spokesman, and is duly rude to her, whereupon the Colonel steps in to defend her honour. She agrees to marry him, on condition that he proves himself to be a virgin; he infers another jeer on her part, and takes offence. She is in earnest, however. She tests the Colonel’s fidelity by telling him that he will be taking on her debts and children (both imaginary) and that he will have to live in the country; when he is undaunted, she accepts him. In another plot, before leaving on a journey to Venice, Freshwater sold his land and laid out money to be paid back fivefold on his safe return. When he gets back, the men who took his money seem reluctant to pay him. At the ball, he is asked to describe his travels, but does so with a suspicious lack of geographical knowledge. It turns out that he spent the summer in Gravesend awaiting a favourable wind. His debtors insist that he undertake the voyage before getting anything back. In the third plot, Lord Rainbow loves both Honoria and Rosamund, but cannot choose between them, so he asks them to decide between themselves which is worthier of him. They are annoyed to learn from the satirical Barker that this arrangement is common knowledge, and decide to get their own back by turning their affections to unlikely rivals. Barker is the first recipient of Honoria’s attention, and she encourages him to learn to dance. Sir Marmaduke and Sir Ambrose also pursue the ladies on the rebound from Lucina; they have some fun by repeatedly directing each knight to woo the other lady, back and forth. Honoria and Rosamund ask Rainbow to draw lots for them. He decides on a threesome and takes both…