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John Marston - Results found: 205

Favors are writt in dust, but stripes wee feele
Depraved nature stamps in Lastinge steele /
By Mendozo, in The Malcontent (2.3.48-49), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Soener hard steele will melt wth Southern winds
|A sea mans whistle calme the Ocean
|A towne of on fyer bee extinct wth tears
By Pietro Iacomo, in The Malcontent (4.3.32-34), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
Shee that through force hir limbes wth lust inroales
Wants Cleopatraes Aspes, and Portiaes Coales/
By Maquerelle, in The Malcontent (5.3.31-32), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f.164r (rev)
 
| His breath want’s ayringe,
By Donna Zoya, in The Fawn (2.390), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
his calues are sunke into his toes. /
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (2.543-544), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
| Natures hand shooke when she was makinge, for the redd that should have
| spread hir cheeks, nature lett fall vppon hir nose, the white of hir skinne
| chinne: slipt into hir eyes, and the gray of hir eyes ( lept before his tyme )
| into hir haire, and the yellownes of hir haire fell into hir teeth. /
By Hercules, in The Fawn (3.79-85), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
| Drunkenness is iustice it selfe, for if it take it will restore it agayne
| it makes the kinge and pesant equall, for if they be both druncke
they are both beasts alike
By Hercules, in The Fawn (5.163-168), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS Rawlinson poetry 117, f. 164v (rev)
 
I rest at your your dispose ES
By Dulcimel, in The Fawn (1.2.103), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 4v
 
Vertue perforce is vice –
By Massinissa, in Sophonisba (1.2.204), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
 
No doe not sweare I was not borne so low to do=ubt or feare -
By Massinissa, in Sophonisba (1.2.210-211), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
 
profit and honesty are both not
one in state,
By Hanno Magnus, in Sophonisba (2.1.14), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
 
Let my blood and love challenge the freedoms
of one question:
By Renaldo, in The Fawn (1.1.5-6), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Honour avoydes not only just
defame: But flyes all means that may ill
voice his name:
By Renaldo, in The Fawn (1.1.15-16), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
I will not take love by atturney or make Elec-tion out of tounges:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (1.1.26-27), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
A pretty crab would yeeld
tart juce if he were squeezed:
By Herod, in The Fawn (1.2.12-13), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
newes
By Dondolo, in The Fawn (1.2.26), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Hee has had a good
wit
By Dondolo, in The Fawn (1.2.39-41), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
I rest most dutious to your dispose:
By Dulcimel, in The Fawn (1.2.95), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
The curtesye of art hath given more life to that
part then the sad cares of state would grant
By Tiberio, in The Fawn (1.2.131-132), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
It flatters somwhat he hath seene more yeares
By Tiberio, in The Fawn (1.2.134-135), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Experienced age the true delphos:
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (1.2.149-150), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
Plaine maining shunneth art wee use not
rhetoricke:
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (1.2.183-185), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
gentlemen why hazerd you your reputation in shamfull company
of such a branded creature:
By Zuccone, in The Fawn (4.1.401-402), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
without paraphrase your meaning:
By Zuccone, in The Fawn (4.1.406), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
That’s the greefe that I have wronged so deli=cate a creature:
By Zuccone, in The Fawn (4.1.445-448), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
The only not beautifull but
very beauty of women:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (4.1.454-455), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
 
The softnes and very curtesy of her sexe:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (4.1.469-470), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Shee has 3 haires on her skalpe. 4 teeth in her
head a brow wrinckled and puckred like parchment halfe burnt: her somtimes envious lips
now shrinke in and give her nose and her chin
leave to kisse: her reverend mouth never opens
but the very breath that flyes out of it infects
the fowles her brests hang like cobwebs:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (4.1.490-498), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Her phrase displayes whose shee is:
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (4.1.571), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
I temporised
By Dulcimel, in The Fawn (4.1.605), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
let oblivion be your utmost hope:
By Donna Zoya, in The Fawn (5.1.116-117), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
newes no childe shall be begotten this year but
it shall have a true father:
By Dondolo, in The Fawn (5.1.69-70), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Tis wisdome to acknowledge ignorance of what
wee know not:
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (5.1.135-136), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Drinke down a dutchman:
By Gonzago, in The Fawn (5.1.157), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
I will be most humane and courteously langua
ged in they corection:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (5.1.286), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
upon your aparent rep
entence that all may witnes I have: for a short
time only thus faynedly hated you that you
might hereafter truly love mee I reaccept you
By Hercules, in The Fawn (5.1.301-304), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Hee seemes wise only by silence:
By Hercules, in The Fawn (5.1.354-355), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Tis a right diamond
By Tysefew, in Dutch Courtesan (1.1.46-48), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
might I borrow it of you
it would not a little grace my finger in the
visitation of my mistresse:
By Caqueter, in Dutch Courtesan (1.1.46), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Why doe man scrape why heape to full heapes
joyne: but for his mris who would care for coyn
for this I hold to be denyed of no man
all things are made for man and man for woman
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (1.1.123-126), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
The sight of vice augments the hate of sin
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (1.1.154), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
The morne is yet but young:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.1), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
An.
Allwayes a ver-tuous name to my chaste love:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.9-18), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
O hee that thus may live and thus shall dye
may well be envied of a deity.
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.47-48), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Weare this slight favor in my remembrance
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.55), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
my selfe and all content rest with you.
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.62), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
 
Give entertaine to mutuall effects:
By Malheureux, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.68), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
I a man of
snow:
By Malheureux, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.82), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
insufficiency and sottishnes are most
comendable in a discomendable action:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.109-110), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Where errors are held crimes crimes are but
errors:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.129), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
But since you needs must love you must know
this. Hee that must love a foole and he must kiss
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.142-143), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
A gallant of a good draught and sound fart
By Cocledemoy, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.154-155), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
I desire your further acquaintance:
By Cocledemoy, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.168-169), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Whores make much of their maydenheads
By Mary Faugh, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.10), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Bee not incivilly importunate:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.78), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
The gods themselves cannot be wise and love
By Malheureux, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.99), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
your wishes to you:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.100), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
It shall be my grace yt
I account thy love my only vertue:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.111-112), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
no satiety no enjoying not time shall languish
my affection:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.136-137), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Comely damnation:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (5.3.48), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
if there be ought in braine heart or hand can
make you doubtles I am your vowed servant
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.138-139), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Oh heaven theres no hell but loves prolonging
By Malheureux, in Dutch Courtesan (2.2.190-191), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Husbands like lots in the lottery 40 blanks to one lot: A husband grows like coral which
as long as it is under water is soft and tender
but having got his branch above the waves is
presently hard:
By Crispinella, in Dutch Courtesan (3.1.67-73), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Wert not for the priviledge of this repected
company I would so bang thee:
By Tysefew, in Dutch Courtesan (3.1.165-166), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
My friend wished honours :-
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (3.1.209), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
What old times hold as crimes are now but fashions
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (3.1.259), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
fayre houres to you mistresse:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (3.3.29), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Tis valour not where rage but reason rules:
By Sir Hubert Subboys, in Dutch Courtesan (4.1.20), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
I should be as soon weary of health as of your
injoying.
By Tysefew, in Dutch Courtesan (4.1.67-68), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
To your brest Ile intrust our privet purpose:
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (4.2.24-25), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
you must not make heavy face presa
ge and ill event.
By Sir Lionel Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (4.4.6), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Tis happynes to breede pale envy in the saints
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (4.4.80), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
lets prosecute the sharpest rigour and severest
end: Good men are cruell when theare vices
friend:
By Sir Lionel Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (5.1.54-56), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
your company is like a parenthesis
By Crispinella, in Dutch Courtesan (5.2.24), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Bee smoother lipt
By Crispinella, in Dutch Courtesan (5.2.61), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Heaven cannot be to gracious to such goodnes
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (5.2.69), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
I could scarse perswade my passion to grow
calme to you
By Malheureux, in Dutch Courtesan (5.3.61-62), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 9v
 
Ratling thunderclaps break from his lips
By Pandulpho Feliche, in Antonio and Mellida (Induction.87), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Dayne to valye our wants with sleeke acceptance
By Prologue, in Antonio and Mellida (Induction.20-21), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
His triumph beate the aire:
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.30), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Hee lookes like an ore rosted pig & his eyes look
as if the had been hung in smoake of his nose
By Rossaline, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.123-127), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
How her eyes dart wonder on my heart:
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.161), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Lady, your strange habit doth beget our preg=nant thoughts, even great of much desire to be
acquaint with your condition,
By Mellida, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.164-171), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
Re:
faire creature weele not vale
our names, it pleased the font to dip mee = = =
Shee beares the name
By Rossaline, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.174-176), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
An:
Rep:
Madam I am obliged to
kisse your hand, by imposition of a friend
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.178-181), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
My fathers cottage will be proud to entertayne
your presence. if youle dayne to make repose
within:
By Mellida, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.248-249), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
vouchsafe mee your service I shall
be proud of such bondage:
By Castilio Balthazar, in Antonio and Mellida (2.1.68-69), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
The night grows old and downy sleepe courts
us to entertaine his company:
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (2.1.250-251), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
 
A strong conceite itis rich so most men deame If not to be tis comfort yet to seeme:
By Lucio, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.44-45), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Ruines branded slaves:
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.123), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
shees the glory of
her sexe the musicke of nature · the unequald
lustre of unmatcht excellencie the united
sweete of heavens, graces the most adored
beauty, that ever strucke amazement in the
world:
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.171-176), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Tis an error easier to be pardoned by the
auditors, then excused by the authors.
By Page, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.224-226), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Let choyse delight garland the brow of this
triumphant night.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (5.2.2-3), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
A mayde is like a faire ruled singing booke
with this word perfect if it were pricked
By Balurdo, in Antonio and Mellida (5.2.107), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Oh that our power could lackey or keepe
wing with our desires:
By Prologue, in Antonio's Revenge (Prologue.27-28), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
when our sceanes
falter or invention halts: your favour will
lend crutches to our fauts
By Prologue, in Antonio's Revenge (Prologue.32-33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
heares a prop that
doth support our hopes:
By Prologue, in Antonio's Revenge (Prologue.31), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
In our may of blood,
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.23), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
calme this storme,
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.49), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Submisse intreates becomes my humble fates Fortunes guilt is quite rubd of from my sle-ghtingfoyld state.
By Maria, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.4-6), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
glib rumors growne a
parasite.
By Maria, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.17), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Banish stragling feare. keepe league with
comfort
By Lucio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.2.21-22), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
An:
What age is morning of
By Maria, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.29), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Felicity compleat should sweet thy state Were I as powerful as the voyce of fate
By Maria, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.163-164), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Thou canst not form hyperboles of her
The trophee of triumphing excellencie the
heart of beauty: natures pride loves vitall spirit.
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.2.189-193), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Who gives these illbefitting attributes of
chast, unspotted, bright, = = = hee lyes as
loude as thunder
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (1.2.200-202), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
An:
dog I will make thee
eate thy vomit up which thou hast belcht
against taintles = = =
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (1.2.189-193), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
 
Pigmy cares can shelter under patience sheild
but great greefes burst all covert,
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.4-6), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Thou beatst my eares with intimacons Mellida is
light,
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.21-23), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Incredulity it selfe would not be so brass
hearted as suspect so modest cheekes
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.34-36), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Throngs of thoughts crowd for their passage
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.109-110), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
My heart is great of thoughts
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.120), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
good night good heart
By Mellida, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.124-125), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Good evening to the = = = most happy fortune, sweet
succeeding time rich hope = = = =
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.156-158), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Ha deare, my other soule, my life, hast steeled
the edge of thy resolution, wilt not turn edge
into execution:
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (2.2.177), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Patience hoope any sides,
By Antonio, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.67), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Intreate mee not: there’s not a beauty lives: hath
that impartiall predominance ore my affects as
your enchanting graces, yet give mee leave to be
my selfe,
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.71-74), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
just
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.75), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Passion is reason when it speakes from might
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (1.1.176), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Jove made us not to feare speake out
The highest misery of man is doubt
By Massinissa, in Sophonisba (1.2.67-69), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Oh we were gods if that we knew events
By Sophonisba, in Sophonisba (1.2.172), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
Wondrous creature even fit for gods not men =
nature made all the rest of thy faire sexe as
weake essayes to make thee a patterne what
can be in woman,
By Sophonisba, in Sophonisba (1.2.228-231), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
must we intreat? sue to such squeamish eares
know Syphax has no knees his eyes no teares
inraged love is sencles of remorse,
thou must thou shalt kings glory is their force
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (3.1.1-4), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
our courtship is our force
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (3.1.12), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
All appetite is deafe, I will, I must
Achilles armour could not beare out lust
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (3.1.26-27), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
We thinke that lover little man who is so full of
woman
By Sophonisba, in Sophonisba (3.1.33-34), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
kisses are the flourish before loves fight
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (3.1.46), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12r
 
My greefe would make a saint blaspheme
By Massinissa, in Sophonisba (3.2.65-66), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
Thou shalt no more delude my easy credence
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (4.1.48-49), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
creature of most astonishing vertue: if
with faire usage love and passionate cour=tings we may obtaine the heaven of thy bed
we cease no suit
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (4.1.74-77), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
The royalst exellence that ever was called woman
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (4.1.81-82), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
The torture that most wracks an enemy is
his foes royall acts:
By Syphax, in Sophonisba (5.3.155-156), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
- - - oh thou fore whom I drinke
soe deepe of greefe, that he must only thinke
not dare to speak that would express my woe
small rivers murmur, deepe gulfes silent flow
By Massinissa, in Sophonisba (5.3.169-172), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
 
Mallenchollie night maskes up heavens face,
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.5), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
god defend that any prophane hand should offer
sacriledge to such a saint,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.22-23), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
teares are as due as
tribute to the dead.
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Heeres a man of a most mild aspect temperate
effeminate and worthy love, one that with burning
ardor hath persued mee: A donative he hath of
every god, Apollo gaves locks, Jove a high front
The god of eloquence his flowing speech, the femenine
deityes strowde all their bountyes and beauty on
his face, that I was Junoes, that virgin blush Di=anaes here they meet as in a sacred synod.
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.57-67), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Fayrest till now love was an infant in my orato=ry,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.72-73), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
An:
Ile bury thee in swans downe, tombe thee
in my armes,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.78-80), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
shees the heire of all her sexes
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.420), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
My love is as chast as thou are faire, and both ex=ceede comparison,
By Roberto, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.82), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Theres the beauty without paralel in whom the
graces and the vertues meete, in her aspect
mild: Honor sits and smiles
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.296-298), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
you seeme like the issue of the painters limme
leaping from envyes mouth, that devoures all
hee meetes,
By Thaisa, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.331-333), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Hee wrongs no man that doth write himselfe
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (1.1.359), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Envy is stingles when it lookes on thee
By Mendosa, in The Insatiate Countess (3.1.32-33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
your loves is precious yet my honours deare
By Lady Lentulus, in The Insatiate Countess (3.1.37-39), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
May this kisse chase mallencholly from thy company
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.1-2), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
your sight deare freind is lifes restorative
this day is the period of long wisht content
More wellcome to me then day to the world night
to the weary, gold the miser, such joyes feeles
friendship in society,
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.26-30), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
this day is the Jubilee of my desire
By Guido, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.34), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
I blush for speaking truth faire sir beleeve
mee, beneath the moone nought but your fro=wne can greive mee,
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.74-75), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
love is not love unles
love doth perservere, that love is perfect
love that loves for ever,
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.82-85), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
my vow is fixt in
heaven feare shall not move mee, lesse you
love mee,
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.95-96), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
I am thy captive yet my thoughts
are free, to be loves bondman is true liberty
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.83-84), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Devinest women your enchanting breaths
give lovers many lifes and many deaths
By Gniaca, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.91-92), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
my faith to thee like rocks shall never move
The sun shall change his course ere I my love
By Isabella, in The Insatiate Countess (3.4.102-103), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Ile speake to here her speech whose powerfull
breath, Is able to infuse life into death,
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.171-172), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
An:
Re:
Lady thinke bold intrusion curtesie tis but
immagination allters them then tis your
thoughts not I that doe offend,
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.174-180), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
I am thy slave command my sword my heart
The soule is tryed best by the bodyes smart
By Sago, in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.184-185), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
Shees so riveld with painting that its
held a worke of condigne merit but to looke
upon her,
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.28-30), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
may the cucking stoole be their
recreation,
By Claridiana, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.33), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
What is a cuckold learne of mee
few can tell his pettigree
nor his subtill nature constre borne a man
but dyes a monster,
By Rogero, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.205-207), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
god in edens happy
shade this same creature never made
then to cutt of all mistaking cuckolds are
of womens making,
By Rogero, in The Insatiate Countess (5.2.213-216), John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
 
- whose chast eyes
ful of Lov’d sweetnes, & cleane cherefulnes
have gag’d my soule to her enioyings,
shredding away all those weake underbranches
of base affections, & untrusteful treates.
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.3-7), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.95v
 
receive it as your ꝑtested due.
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.19), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.95v
 
my vowe is above mee, and like time
Irrevocable. I am swor̄e all yours
nor beuty shall seeme fayreuntwine ourarmes, no face
in my eyes cā or shall seeme fayre.
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (2.1.28-31), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.95v
 
I can my singles, & my doubles, & my tricke
of xxty, my carantapace, my traverse for= ward, & falleing backward.
By Nurse Putifer, in Dutch Courtesan (3.1.195-197), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96r
 
nay looke you, for my owne ꝑt yf
thought
I haue not as religi been drunken
to yor health, swallowed flapdragons,
drunke urine, eaten glasses, stapbed -->
armes, nor done the offices of ꝑtested
gallantry for your sake, yet haue I religiously vowed my heart to you.
By Tysefew, in Dutch Courtesan (4.1.53-58), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96r
 
I have sayed & slept upon it, yt
if ever I marry, it shall bee you
& I will marry; & yet I hope I
doe not say it shall be you neither,
By Crispinella, in Dutch Courtesan (4.1.64-66), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96r
 
It is restorative: what a comfortable
thinge is it to thinke of her husband? to
heare his venerable old cough; to feele
his rough skin, his sūer handes, & winter
leggs, his almost noe teetheyes eyes, & assured=
ly no teeth, & then to thinke what she
must dreame of, when she considers others
happines, & her owne want.
By Crispinella, in Dutch Courtesan (4.4.20-25), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 
Gentle minds will pitty though the cannot lov
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (4.4.60), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 
O let him yt would ytnot would such passion
Drinke
Bee quiet of his speech, & onely thinke.
By Young Freevill, in Dutch Courtesan (5.1.108-109), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 

Can torment be anyes joy or greefe
pleasure? doeth not ye nurses nipple juic=
ed over wth wormewood bid the child it
should not sucke? & when you make life
bitter unto mee, doe you not say I should
not live.
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (5.2.5-9), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 
Onely in this some justice I have found
My greef is like my love, beyond all bound.
By Beatrice, in Dutch Courtesan (5.2.19-20), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 
Whole trust fayre faces, teares, vowes? not I: shee is a woman, yt is, shee can lye.
By Tysefew, in Dutch Courtesan (5.3.32-33), John Marston
in William Salt Library MS 308-40, f.96v
 
Iack drū. mraston.
speach"
of foolish actions may bee thele talke wisely but of wise intendmts, most part talke like fooles.
By Sir Edward Fortune, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (A3v), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
"
Better to liue rich & die poorethen liue poore to dy riche.
By Sir Edward Fortune, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (A4r), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
Wyse parents""
Not borne to bee cradles drudg, to choak & stiffle vp my pleasures breath, to poyson wth yevenomd cared of thrift, my private sweet of lyfe, onely to scrape a heap of mucke to fatten & manure ye barren vertues of my progenye, & make them sprowt spight of their want of worth
By Sir Edward Fortune, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (A4v), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
"
the cock of his humor is
By Monsieur John fo de King, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (G1r), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
"
Doe not bespawle the pleasures of the world
By Brabant Junior, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (B3v), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
simile
As pure as the gold that hath bin & times tryed in the fyre.
By Ned Planet, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (B4r), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
L.
Ile sing so yow will bear my burthen.
By John Ellis, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (E3r), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
similWomā
Lyke a paire of ballanse thou waighest all sauing thy self
By Ned Planet, in Jack Drum's Entertainment (F4v), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 40v
 
Pl: Marston. Iohnson
Antonio & Mellida. 1 part. Marston
Affectacō
Greedily Champing what any other well valued iudgmt had chewed
By Alberto, in Antonio and Mellida (Induction 37-39), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
A flatterer "
A supple-chapt flatterer
By Pandulpho Feliche, in Antonio and Mellida (Induction 50-3.2.72), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
An eye
A smart speaking ey.
By Pandulpho Feliche, in Antonio and Mellida (3.2.84), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Keele yro mouth it runs ouer.
By Balurdo, in Antonio and Mellida (5.1.21), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
"
Eloquence begins to grope him alredy.
By Balurdo, in Antonio and Mellida (5.2.40-41), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
2 part of A:M.
partiality
yro ffauor will giue crutches to or ffaults.
By Prologue, in Antonio's Revenge (Prologue 33), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
hony me wth fluēt speech.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (1.1.84), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Painting
ffayrer then natures faire ys foulest vyce.
By Maria, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.55), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Clingd in sensuality.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.230), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Ignoranc
He yt speaks he knows not what neur sins against his own conscience
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (2.1.37-38), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
plainēs Lust
The Clapper of his mouth is not glibd wth court oyle twil not strike on both sydes yet.
By Pandulpho Feliche, in Antonio and Mellida (2.1.117-118), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
The least soyle of lust smeeres pure loue.
By Mellida, in Antonio's Revenge (2.2.80), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
"
Trongs of thoughts crowd for passages.
By Antonio, in Antonio's Revenge (2.2.109-110), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Lyfen it. exist.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (2.2.192), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Resolucō
Steele ye point of thy resolue yt it turn not edg in execucō
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (2.2.178-179), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
"
I affect wth vnbounded zeale.
By Antonio, in Antonio's Revenge (3.2.9), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
An old man will seru for picking meat.
By unidentified, in Antonio's Revenge (unknown), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Patienc "
Patience hoop my sydes wth seeled ribbs least I do burst my brests wth
By Antonio, in Antonio's Revenge (4.1.67-69), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
vnapparell yro Dear beauties. bl.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (5.3.9-10), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
statists "
States men yt cleaue thorough knotts of Craggie pollicies. vse men lyke wedges one to stryke out an other till &c.
By Piero Sforza, Duke of Venice, in Antonio's Revenge (4.1.194-198), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
flattery
A Burre that sticks vppon mapp of greatnes.
By Alberto, in Antonio's Revenge (4.1.245-246), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 41v
 
Plays
Thy brain boiles keele it keele
it or all ye fat's in ye fyre &c
By Phylomuse, in What You Will (Induction p.219), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 81r
 
lingua is declined wth haec, ye feminine gendr becaus
it is a houshold stuffe particulrly belonging & most cōmōly resident, vnder ye rook of womens mouth &c.
By Pedant, in What You Will (2.1.p.246), John Marston
in Bodleian Library MS English poetry d. 3, f. 81r