Behold her eyelids cases to those heavenly jewels Which Pericles hath lost begin to part their fringes of bright gold
By Cerimon,
in Pericles (TLN1298-1300),
William Shakespeare
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 4v
She's able to freeze the god Priapus and undo a whole generation. We must either get her ravish'd or be rid of her. When she should do for clients her fitment, and do me the kindness of our profession, she has me her quirks, her reasons, her master reasons, her prayers, her knees, that she would make a Puritan of the devil if he should cheapen a kiss of
her
By Bawd,
in Pericles (TLN1790-1795),
William Shakespeare
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 4v
With her nee'le she composes natures own shape of bud, bird, branch, or berry, That even her art sisters the natural Roses
By Gower,
in Pericles (TLN1970-1972),
William Shakespeare
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
If two gods should play some heavenly match
and on the wager lay two earthly women and Portia
one, there must be something else pawn'd with the other
for the poor rude would hath not her
fellow
By Jessica,
in The Merchant of Venice (TLN1814-1818),
William Shakespeare
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
I leave him to your gracious acceptance whose
trial shall better publish his commendations.
By ,
in not in source (TLN1995-1995),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
Some Dolphin has preserved him in the storm
Or may be tenant to some whale within
Whose belly he may practise lent
By Lacy,
in Hyde Park (1.1),
James Shirley
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
such a malicious piece I mean to love 'tis pity any place but a cold
nunnery should be troubled with her if all
maides were but her disciples we should have no
generation and the world for want of children in few years undone
by it =
By Lacy,
in Hyde Park (1.1),
James Shirley
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
High birth wealth courage are feed advo
cates to mediate for him, never will consent a fool that has only the shape of man
By Timagoras,
in The Bondman (1.1.33-35),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
A raw young fellow one never traind in arms but
rather fashioned to tilt with ladies' lips, than
crack a lance, ravish a feather from a mistress fan and wear it as a favor a steel hel
met made horrid with a glorious plume will crack his woman's neck:
By Timagoras,
in The Bondman (1.1.50-56),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 5v
they cannot praise our dressings, kiss our hands usher us to our litters, tell love stories, commend our feet and legs and search upwards a sweet becoming boldness.
By ,
in not in source (1.3.56-59),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
I have conversed with you no farther than would
become a brother I never tuned loose notes to your
chaste ears or brought rich presents for my ar
tillery to batter down the fortress of your honor
nor endeavored to make your blood to run high at
solemn feasts with viands that provoke the speeding filters
I worked no bawds to tempt you
By Leosthenes,
in The Bondman (2.1.124-131),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
honest simplicity
and truth were all the agents I employed and
when I came to see you it was with that reverence as
I beheld the altars of the gods and love that
came along with me was taught to leave his
arrows and his torch behind quenched in my
fear to give offence:
By Leosthenes,
in The Bondman (2.1.134-139),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
Answer:
Let me be outlawed from the court of heaven
if in this bosom there lie hid one thought
That doth not honour Bajazet
By Achmetes,
in The Raging Turk (TLN1314-1318),
Thomas Goffe
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7r
The choicest treasure nature endowed
us with is mind =
Up in the veins of my two daughters =
Tis familiar with your knowledge =
By Basilius,
in not in source (1.1),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
An your resolution be so forward ours shall
overtake you · we doubted least the preferments your Lord hath
heaped upon you had smothered your affections
to us =
By Julio,
in not in source (1.[3]),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
Though I hate nothing more than a man that
takes bribes yet prest by your importunity and that you tender it in love least I might seem too nice to witsthand a Lady's favourI'll wear it for your sake =
By Dametas,
in not in source (1.[4]),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 7v
If Violetta's presence ha’ not quenched the memo
ry of all things but herself I should be more fa
miliar with that face:
By Lisander,
in not in source ([2.1]),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
sweet ladies to save you the expense of much
breath which must be laid out in the purchase
of the game I have provided you this stand from
whence your eyes may be commanders of the sport
By Dametas,
in not in source ([2.2]),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8r
my great grandfather was a rat-catcher my gra-
ndsire a hangman, my father a promoter, my self an
informer:
By ,
in not in source ([3.1]),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
The courtesy of art hath given more life to that
part than 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
Plain meaning shunneth art You are most welcome--Lord Granuffo, a trick, A figure, note we use no
rhetoric:
By Gonzago,
in The Fawn (1.2.183-185),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
That’s the grief on't [Hercules interjects] That's-- that I have wronged so delicate a creature:
By Zuccone,
in The Fawn (4.1.445-448),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 8v
Shee has three hairs on her scalp. and four teeth in her
head a brow wrinkled and puckered like parchment half burnt: She has had eyes. No woman's jawbones are more apparent. her sometimes envious lips
now shrink in and give her nose and her chin
leave to kiss each other very moistly. As for: her reverend mouth it seldom opens
but the very breath that flies out of it infects
the fowls of the air, and makes them drop down dead her breasts hang like cobwebs:
By Hercules,
in The Fawn (4.1.490-498),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
upon your apparent rep
entence that all modest spectators may witnes I have: for a short
time only thus feignedly hated you that you
might hereafter truly love me I reaccept you
By Hercules,
in The Fawn (5.1.301-304),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f.9r
Why do man scrape why heap to full heaps
join: but for his mistress who would care for coin
for this I hold to be denied 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
Husbands are like lots in the lottery you may draw 40 blanks before you find one that has any prize in him A husband generally is a careless, domineering thing that growes 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
She steals and robs
each part of the world with borrowed beauties
to inflame thy eye · the sea to fetch her pearls is
dived into · the diamond rocks are cut to make
her shine, to plume her pride the birds do naked sing:
By Petronius,
in The Tragedy of Nero (1.1.17-21),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Having no spark of soul?: all ears and eyes=
pleased with vain shows · deluded by our senses · still enemies to goodnes wisdom and to goodness ·
By 1st Roman,
in The Tragedy of Nero (1.2.55-57),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
your poem, to bereave that honour every tongue
in duty it: Nay, what can you say for him, hath he not broached his own wife's (a chaste wife's) breast
By Sceuinus,
in The Tragedy of Nero (1.4.122-125),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Somewhat these arbors and you trees do know
Whilst your kind shades, you to these night sports sho w
Night sports? faith they are done in open day
And the sun seeth and envieth their play
By Petronius,
in The Tragedy of Nero (2.1.6-9),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Answer:
Seek not to grieve that heart that is thy own in lov es
Sweet fires: let heat of rage burn out These brows could never yet to
wrinkle learn: Nor anger out of such fair eyes look forth:
By ,
in not in source (2.1.24-30),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
What shame is't to be mastered by such beauty
Who but to serve you comes how wants he duty
Or if it be a shame the shame is yours the fault is only
in your eyes they drew me cause you were lovely therefore did
I love.
O if to love you, anger you so much
You should not have such cheeks nor lips to touch
You should not have your snow nor coral spy'd
If you but look on us in vain you chide.
we must not see your face nor here your speak
now whilst you love forbid you love do teach
By ,
in not in source (2.1.32-42),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Who, now, will to my burning kisses stoop · now
with an easy cruelty deny that, which she ·
rather than the asker would have forced from / then begins herself
their loves that list upon great ladies set
I still will love the wench that I can get
By Petronius,
in The Tragedy of Nero (2.1.92-98),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Let me lay my weariness in these armes, nothing but kisses speak, my thoughts be compassed in those circles eyes, eyes on no object
look but on those cheeks, be blest my hands
with touch of those round breasts whiter and
softer than the down of swans:
let me of thee and of thy beauty's glory
An endless tell but never wearying story
By Nimphidius,
in The Tragedy of Nero (3.1.73-79),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
I oft have walked by Tiber's flowing banks
and heard the swan sing her own epitaph
When shee heard me she held her peace
and died: let others raise from earthly
things their praise heaven hath stood still
to hear her happy airs and ceased th'eternal
music of the spheres to mark her voice and
mend their tune by hers:
By Nero,
in The Tragedy of Nero (3.2.42-48),
Anonymous
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
He is made like a tilting-staff, and looks like an o'er-roasted pig & A great tobacco taker too, that's flat; for his eyes look
as if the had been hung in smoke of his nose
By Rossaline,
in Antonio and Mellida (1.1.123-127),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 10r
Then hast thou seen the glory of
her sex the music of nature · the unequaled
luster of unmatched excellence the united
sweet of heavens, graces the most adored
beauty, that ever struck amazement in the
world:
By Antonio,
in Antonio and Mellida (4.1.171-176),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
Submiss entreats beseem my humble fateHere let us sit. O, Lucio, Fortunes guilt is rubb'd quite off from my slight tin foil'd state.
By Maria,
in Antonio's Revenge (1.2.4-6),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
Thou canst not form hyperboles
The trophy of triumphing excellence the
heart of beauty: Mellida, appears. See, look, the curtain stirs: shine, natures pride loves vital spirit.
By Antonio,
in Antonio and Mellida (1.2.189-193),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 11v
Wondrous creature even fit for gods not men =
nature made all the rest of thy fair sex as
weak essays to make thee a pattern 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 entreat? sue to such squeamish ears
know Syphax has no knees his eyes no tears
enraged love is senseless 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
creature of most astonishing virtue: if
with fair usage love and passionate courtings we may obtain 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
- - - oh thou fore whom I drink
so deep of grief, that he must only think
not dare to speak that would express my woe
small rivers murmur, deep gulfs silent flow
By Massinissa,
in Sophonisba (5.3.169-172),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 12v
Here's a man of a most mild aspect temperate
effeminate and worthy love, one that with burning
ardor hath pursued me: A donative he hath of
every god, Apollo gave him locks, Jove a high front
The god of eloquence his flowing speech, the feminine
deities strewed all their bounties and beauty on
his face, that eye was Juno's, that virgin blush Diana's 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
sweet receive it and in it my heart, and when
thou readest a moving syllable think that my
soul was secretary to it
By ,
in not in source (1.1.407-409),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
Thou shalt as soone find truth telling a lie virtue a bawd honesty a courtier as me turned re
creant to thy least design,
By ,
in not in source (2.1.87-89),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
Grace me to wear this favor 'tis a gem that veils to your eyes, though not to th'eagle's and in exchange
give me one word of comfort,
By ,
in not in source (2.1.101-104),
not in source
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
your sight dear friend is lifes restorative
this day is the period of long wished content
More welcome to me than day to the world night
to the weary, gold the miser, such joys feels
friendship in society,
By Gniaca,
in The Insatiate Countess (3.2.26-30),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
Answer: Reply:
Lady think bold intrusion courtesy tis but
imagination alters them then tis your
thoughts not I that do offend,
By Sago,
in The Insatiate Countess (4.2.174-180),
John Marston
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 15r
Since it hath pleased our king Renowned Edward, of his special favour to spear
us in this height of eminence lets show
ourselves worthy of dignities conferred
upon us,
By Thorne,
in The Valiant Scot (1.1.1-5),
J. W., Gent
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 17v
I have conversed with him thrown myself into his bosom mingled thoughts
with him and find him neither
worthy of thy love nor my alliance,
By Graham,
in The Valiant Scot (1.6.38-41),
J. W., Gent
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 17v
A murdered father and a bleeding wife mangled before him would strike fire in snow
Make loyalty turn traitor and obedience
forget all duty.
By Grimsby,
in The Valiant Scot (2.4.159-161),
J. W., Gent
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 18r
The coffin you must sleep in is this cave
Whole heaven your winding sheet all earth
your grave
The early lark shall sadly ring your knell
Your dirge be sung by mournful Philomel
By Wallace,
in The Valiant Scot (3.2.6-10),
J. W., Gent
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 18r
rather my soul than my friend, Clarence of too substantial a worth, to have any figures cast about him (notwithstanding, no other woman with Empires could stir his affections) is with your virtues most extremely in love
By Momford,
in Sir Giles Goosecap (2.1.140-144),
George Chapman
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 21v
his grave discourse
in one no more indebted unto years amazes
such as hear him horsemanship and skill to use his weapon are by practice familiar to him as for knowledg e
in music he needs it not being borne
with him all that he speaks being with suc h
grace delivered that it makes perfect harmony
By Carolo Charomonte,
in The Great Duke of Florence (1.1.32-49),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 21v
The rarest beauties Italy can boast are
But mere shadows to her she the sub
stance of all perfections and what in= creases the wonder Sir her body's matchless
form is bettered by the pureness of her
soule such sweet discourse such ravi
shing behavior such charming language
such enchanting manners with a sim
plicity that shames all courtship
By Contarino,
in The Great Duke of Florence (2.1.118-125),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
When shall mine eyes feed on that bles
sed sight or when wilt thou with one
kind look e dissolve this cloud which
now obscures me
By Isabella,
in The Rival Friends (1.1, p. 13),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
when I do violate that love that more
than mortal bond wherewith my soul
Is tied unto neander may I fall unpitied
may no gentle sigh be spent at my last
obsequy,
By Lucius,
in The Rival Friends (1.3, p. 17),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
Pandora when I record thy name Thy name that's bounded with that sacred number me thi
nks the numerous orbs dwell in my ear
after which sound all others seem un-
pleasing harsh and void of harmony
Pandora oh how sweet a life had the
chameleon might he but ever feed upon
such air
By Lucius,
in The Rival Friends (1.3, p. 18),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
live happy still and when thine aged head loaden with years shall
be enveloped within this earth may a perpetual spring be on thy grave
By Lucius,
in The Rival Friends (1.4, p. 19),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
but when I
forget to love thee or thy memory may my
white name be stained with the blot of
baseness and I die without one tear to wash
it out,
By Lucius,
in The Rival Friends (1.4, p. 19),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
Ere I'd loose a sigh or set my soulesoul one scruple
of a note the lower for these scarecrows in clean linens these chippings of nature
I'd damn myself to a thatched ale house
and St Kitts Tobacco and dabble there eternally
By Lucius,
in The Rival Friends (1.4, p. 19),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 22v
I did not charge a syllable upon but fell
as cooly from me as a dew upon a drooping
field each word I vented was steeped in an honey
comb
By Anteros,
in The Rival Friends (5.6, p. 99-100),
Peter Hausted
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
He hath some drops of the kings blood run
ning in his veins, derived some ten degrees
off his revenue lies in a narrow compass
the kings ear and yields him every hour
a fruitful harvest men may talk of 3 crop s
in a year in the fortunate Islands, or pro
fit made by wool, but while there are suitors
his sheep shearing nay shaving to the quick
is in every quarter,
By Astutio,
in The Maid of Honour (1.1.23-31),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
you believed the taking of the wall a
tribute due to your gaudy clothes
and could not walk at midnight
without a causeless quarrel, as if men
of coarser outsides were bound to bear
your affronts,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (1.1.94-99),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
The sovereign means to teach irregu
lar heirs civility is 2 or 3 sound beatings
youth and heat of blood in your interpretation may both plead and me
diate for him,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (1.1.102-104),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
let sycophants that feed upon your
favours style coldness caution, and pre
fer your case before your honour and
conclude to eat and sleep supinely.
is the end of human blessings: I must
tell you Sir virtue if not in action is a
vice and when we move not forward we go
backward, nor is this peace (the nurse
of drones and cowards) our health but a disease
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (1.1.181-189),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
Think not our counsel's built upon so
weak a base as to be overturned or sha
ken with tempestuous winds of words
As I my lord before resolved you, I will not engage
my person in this quarrel neither
Press my subjects to maintain it yet to show
my rule is gentle, and that I have feeling O' your master's sufferings Since these gallants weary
of the happiness of peace, desire to taste the
bitter sweets of war, we do consent that as adventurers and volunteers no way compelled by us they may make trial of their boasted valours
By Roberto,
in The Maid of Honour (1.1.244-257),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
This is indeed a suitor whose sweet presence court
ship and language would have staggered
the chaste Penelope and did not modesty
forbid it I should ask that from him he
sues to me for,
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (1.2.61-65),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
If forcing this sweet favor from your
lips fair madam argue me of too much
boldness when you are pleased to under
stand I take a parting kiss if not excuse at least 'twill qualify
The offence
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (1.2.74-85),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
Reply. Answer Reply.
the consciousness
of my own wants alas Sir we are not parallels, but like lines divided can nere meet in one center
your birth (without addition) were
an ample dowry for one of fairer
fortunes and this shape were you ignoble
far above all value to this so clear a
mind so furnished with harmonious facul
ties molded from heaven that though you
were Thersites in your features of no des
cent and Irus in your fortunes Ulysses like
you would force all eyes and ears to love
But seen and when heard wonder at
Your matchless story but all these bound
up together in one volume give me leave
with admiration to look upon ‘em but
not presume in my own flattering hopes
I may or can enjoy them
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (1.2.120-144),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
Answer Reply. Answer
true love should walk
on equal feet in us it does not Sir but rest assu
red expecting this I shall be devoted to your
service
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (1.2.157-167),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
this deserves
not one troubled thought in you, Sir, with your pardon, I hold that their re
move makes from hence makes more for your security than
danger,
By Fulgentio,
in The Maid of Honour (2.1.22-23),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
Answer
Haste to Camiola bid her prepare an entertainment
suitable to a fortune she could not hope for
Tell her I vouchsafe to honour her with a visit
By Fulgentio,
in The Maid of Honour (2.1.52-56),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 23v
I am as little bound to serve your peremptory will as she is to obey your summons
twill become you Sir to wait her leisure
then her pleasure known you may pre
sent your duty,
By Adorni,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.56-60),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
I must tell you Sir in plain language how
ere your glittering outside promise gentry
The rudeness of your carriage and behavior
speaks you a coarser thing
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.72-74),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Answer:
when you
know what I am and what I came for, And may on your submission proceed to you in your reason must
Repent the coarseness of my entertainment
By Fulgentio,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.81),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
He has the worst report among good men
I ever heard of for bribery and extortion
in there prayers widows and orphans
Curse him for a canker and caterpillar
in their state
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.90-94),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
This harsh induction must serve as a foil
To the well tund observance and respect
you will hereafter pay me being made
familiar with my credit with the King
By Fulgentio,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.102-105),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
what might be
The motives inducing you to leave the freedom of a bachelor's life on your soft neck to wear the stubborn yoke of marriage
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.111-114),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Answer: Reply: Answer Virgins of Giant size are sluggards at the sport, but for my pleasure, give me a neat well timbred gamester like you, such need no spurs, the quickness of your eye assures an active spirit
By Fulgentio,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.120-129),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
I am doubtful whether you are a man Since for your shape trimmed up in lady's dress
ings you might pass for a woman now I love to deal on certainties and for the fairness of your
complexion which you think will take me, the colour I must tell you in a man is weak and faint
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (2.2.137-143),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Temper your heat and lose not by to sudden
rashness that which be but patient will be offered
to you, security ushers ruin proud contempt
of an enemy three parts vanquish'd with desire
and greediness of spoil have often wrested a
certain victory from the conquerors grip
discretion is the tutor to the war valour the
pupil and when we command with levity
and your directions followed with cheerfulness
A prosperous end must crown our works well
undertaken
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (2.3.11-22),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
her false smiles deprive you
of your judgments the condition of our affairs
exacts a double care and like bifronted Janus
we must look backward as well as forward
though a flattering calm bids us urge on a sudden
Tempest not feared much less expected in our
rear may foully fall upon us and distract us
to our confusion,
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (2.3.23-31),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
This must be prevented not disputed your
Ostrich plumes that but in now like quills of
Porcupines seemed to threaten the stars drop
at the rumor of a shower and like to captive
colours sweep the earth, Bear up, but in great dangers, greater minds are never proud shall a few
loose troops untrained but in a customary
ostentation presented as a sacrifice to your va
lours cause a direction in you,
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (2.3.38-48),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
No aids from Sicily hath hope forsaken us and
that vain comfort to affliction pity by our vow
de friend denied us we cannot live nor die
with honour like beasts in a toil we wait the
leisure of the bloody hunter who is not so far
reconciled unto us as in one death to give a
period to our calamities but in delaying the
fate we cannot fly from starved with want
we die this night to live again to morrow and
Suffer greater torments
By Ferdinand,
in The Maid of Honour (2.4.1-11),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
to
To be ore come deserves no shame if you had
fallen ingloriously or could accuse
your want of courage in resistance it were to
be lamented,
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (2.5.34-37),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Valor employed in an ill quarrel turns
to cowardice and virtue then puts on
foul vices vizard this is that which cancels all friendships bands,
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (2.5.88-91),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Delicates prepared by median cooks for
Epicures when not our own are bitter
guilts filled high with gossamer and roses
cannot yield the body soft repose the mind
kept waking with anguish and affliction
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (3.1.103-107),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
tell the cruel king that I will wear these fetters till my flesh and
they are one incorporated substance in my self as in a glass
I'll look on human frailty and curse the
height of royal blood since I in being born
near to Jove am nearest his thunder,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (3.1.189-194),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Which of my favours hath begot and nourished this
more than rude presumption, since you had an itch to try your desperate valour, wherefore went you not to the war? couldst thou
suppose my innocence could ever fall so low
as to have need of thy rash sword to guard it
against malicious slander
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (3.3.46-53),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
But that forto owe a courtesy to a simple virgin
would take from the deserving I find in me
some sparks of fire which fanned with honours
breath might rise into a flame and in men
darken their usurped splendor
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (3.3.157-162),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
he is a man
I know that a reverend distance loves me
and such are ever faithful what a sea of mel
ting Ice I walk on what strange censures
am I to undergo but good intents deride
all future rumors,
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (3.3.166-172),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
To doubt your ready desire to serve me or
prepare you with the repetition of former
merits would in my diffidence wrong you but
I will and without circumstance in the trust
that I impose upon you free you from suspicion,
By Camiola,
in The Maid of Honour (3.3.177-182),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
if loyalty can find a recompense beyond
hope or immagination let it fall on me in
The other world as a reward for in this I
Dare not hope it
By Adorni,
in The Maid of Honour (3.3.219-222),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
I do beseech your highness not to ascribe to the want of discipline the
barbarous rudeness of the soldier in his
profanation of your sacred name and virtue
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (4.2.1-14),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
your grace hereafter may from me such strong as
surance of his unlimited desires to
serve you as will I hope drown in
forgetfulness the memory of what is
past,
By Astutio,
in The Maid of Honour (4.2.16-20),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
his face speakes him Adorni but some glorious
Angel concealing its divinity in his shape
hath done this miracle it being not an
act for wolvish man,
Resolve me if thou lookst for bent knees in
adoration,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.3.54-59),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
she alone in the
Abstract of her self contains whatever is
or can be whish in the Idea of a woman
O what service or sacrifice of duty can I pay her
if not to live and die her charity's slave
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.3.73-78),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
collect all oaths and imprecations whose
least breach is damnation and those
ministered to me in a form more dreadful, set heaven and hell before me I'll
take them
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.3.95-98),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Divine Camiola but words cannot express thee
I'll build to thee an altar in my soul on
which I'll offer a still increasing sacrifice
of duty,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.3.109-112),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Answer:
Great minds for trial of their valours oft maintain quarrels that are unjust yet without malice and such a fair construction I make of him I would see that brave enemy
By Aurelia,
in The Maid of Honour (4.4.37-42),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
I know no man , Madam, enamored of his fetters or
delighting in cold and hunger or that wold
in reason prefer straw in a dungeon before
a down bed in a palace,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.4.78-82),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
whose cheeks
of lovely fullness be made prey to meager
famine or those eyes whose every glance store cupids emptied quiver to be dimmed with
tedious watching, or these lips these ruby lips
of whose fresh colour cherries and roses of
were but copies should grow pale for want
of nectar or those legs that bear a burden
of more worth than is supported by Atlas
wearied shoulders should be crampt with
the weight of Iron O I could dwell ever on this
description,
By Bertoldo,
in The Maid of Honour (4.4.89-99),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Answer:
let not Sir the violence
of my passions nourish in you an ill opinion
or grant my carriage out of the road and
garb of private women, Tis still
done with decorum as I am a princess what
I do is above censure and to be imitated
By Aurelia,
in The Maid of Honour (4.4.122-132),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
The reverence and majesty of Juno shined
In her looks and coming to the camp
appeared a second Pallas, I can see no
such divinity in you if without offense
I may speak my thoughts
By Gonzaga,
in The Maid of Honour (4.4.),
Philip Massinger
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 26v
Answer:
Sir heres a gentleman desertful of your knowledge, and as covetous of
entertainment from it, you shall honour
your judgment to instruct him to your favors
his merits will commend it,
By Troylo,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (1.1.85-95),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 32r
The slavery of such an abject office shall not
tempt the freedom of thy spirit. Stand ingenious to thine own fate and, we will practice
wisely without the charge of scandal
By Troylo,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (1.1.129-133),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 32r
Endeavors and an active brain are
better far than patrimonies left by parents Prove it. One thrives by cheating - Shallow fools and unthrifts are game
knaves only fly at
By Livio,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (1.3.78-81),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 32r
My my jealous of thy fresh-blooming years promp
ted a fear of husbanding to charily thy
growth to such perfection as no flattery of
art can perish now,
By Livio,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (1.3.124-127),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 32r
Answer:
No assaults of gifts or courtship from the
great and wanton no threats nor sense of poverty (to which thy riots had betrayed me)
could betray my warrantable thoughts to
impure folly, why would you force me miserable
By Flavia,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (2.1.85-92),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 32r
To look upon fresh beauties to discourse
in an unblushing merriment of words
to hear them play or sing and see them
dance to pass the time in pretty amorous questions read a chaste verse of
love or prattle riddles is the height
of his temptations.
By Troylo,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (2.2.70-71),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 33v
let ignorance of what you were plead my
neglect of manners and this soft touch ex
cuse it y'ave enriched this little family with
the honor of your company,
By Octavio,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (3.3.163-167),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34r
more griefs than female weakness I can keep league
with let worst of malice voiced in loud
report spit what it dares invent a
gainst
my actions and it shall never
find a power to blemish my mention
By Flavia,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (4.2.122-26),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34v
You're a lady who have outdone example
When I trespass in aught but duty and
respects of service may hopes of joy for
sake me,
By Camillo,
in The White Devil (4.2.79-83),
John Webster
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34v
have we nor enemies nor waking syco
phants who, peering through our actions, wait occasion by which they watch to lay advantage open to vulgar descant
but amongst ourselves some whom we call our own must practice scandal,
By Octavio,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (5.1.2.6),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34v
when servants' servants slaves once
relish license of good opinion from
a noble nature they take upon them
boldness to abuse such interest and
Lord it o'er their fellows as if they were
exempt from that condition
By Troylo,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (5.1.10-14),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34v
she was once an innocent as free from spot as
the blue face of heaven without a cloud in't
she is now as sullied as is that canopy when
mists and vapors divide it from our sight
By Livio,
in The Fancies, Chaste and Noble (5.1.114-118),
John Ford
in Folger MS V.a.87, f. 34v