Vulgar words in Beaumont & Fletcher's Works (2 of 10) - the Humourous Lieutenant (Page 1)

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ass x 8
bastard x 1
damn x 1
slut x 1
whore x 11
            

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_1 Ush._ Prethee begone thou and thy honest Neighbours, Thou lookst like an Ass, why, whither would you fish face?

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_Cel._ An Ass, Sir, you bray as like one, And by my troth, me thinks as ye stand now, Considering who to kick next, you appear to me Just with that kind of gravity, and wisdom; Your place may bear the name of Gentleman, But if ever any of that butter stick to your bread-- _2 Ush._ You must be modester.

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[_Exit._ _Tim._ Blest be thy wife, thou wert an arrant ass else.

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look there I am an Ass, I can do nothing.

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Half a dozen Bastards.

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Away with your whore, A plague o' your whore, you damn'd Rogue, Now ye are cur'd and well; must ye be clicketing?

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Shame light on thee, How came this whore into thy head?

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This whore Sir?

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'Tis strange, a poor whore.

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Do not answer me, Troop, Troop away; do not name this whore again, Or think there is a whore.

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Is this a season, When honour pricks ye on, to prick your ears up, After your whore, your Hobby-horse?

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Come Gentlemen, let's up now, and if fortune Dare play the slut again, I'le never more Saint her, Come play-fellow, come, prethee come up; come chicken, I have a way shall fit yet: A tame knave, Come, look upon us.

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Thou art an ass.

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it takes, believe it; How like an Ass he looks?

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O then love's the matter; Sir-reverence love; now I begin to feel ye: And I should be the Kings Whore, a brave title; And go as glorious as the Sun, O brave still: The chief Commandress of his Concubines, Hurried from place to place to meet his pleasures.

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Shame on't, it does not, Sir, it shews not handsomely; If I were thus; you would swear I were an Ass straight; A wooden ass; whine for a Wench?

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He's the son of a whore denies this: will that satisfie ye?

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C] your musty whore; you Rogue.

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