Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 01 of 10: the Custom of the Country

_Sul._ Go in, and bid him please himself, I am pleas'd too: To morrow's a new day; but if he can I would have him take pity o' the old Lady. Alas 'tis charity.

_Clod_. And is she gone then, am I dishonoured thus, Cozened and baffl'd? my Guard there, no man answer? My Guard I say, sirrah you knew of this plot; Where are my Guard? I'le h...

_Man._ Fye Madam, how undecent 'tis for you, So far unlike your self to bee seen thus In th' open streets? why do you kneel? pray you rise, I am acquainted with the wrong, and l...

_Guio._ O forbear, Search for the murtherer, and remove the body, And as you think fit, give it burial. Wretch that I am, uncapable of all comfort, And therefore I intreat my fr...

Count Clodio, _Governour and a dishonourable pursuer of_ Zenocia. Manuel du Sosa, _Governour of_ Lisbon, _and Brother to_ Guiomar. Arnoldo, _A Gentleman contracted to_ Zenocia....

_Guio._ I wonder at the bold, and practis'd malice, Men ever have o' foot against our honours, That nothing we can do, never so vertuous, No shape put on so pious, no not think...