Vulgar words in The Spanish Curate - A Comedy (Page 1)

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arse x 1
ass x 6
bastard x 8
whore x 3
            

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Yes, A slip; or call it by the proper name, Your Bastard.

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I am sure it shall, I'le sink else, For sooner I will seek aid from a Whore, Than a courtesie from you.

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I will rather choose A Bastard from the Hospital and adopt him, And nourish him as mine own.

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The dead do's well at all times, Yet Gowts will hang an arse a long time (Master) The Pox, or English Surfeits if we had 'em; Those are rich marle, they make a Church-yard fat, And make the Sexton sing, they never miss, Sir.

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He's an Ass, And so wee'll use him; he shall be a Lawyer.

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A second rape To the poor remnant of content that's left me, If this be granted: and all my former wrongs Were but beginnings to my miseries, But this the height of all: rather than part With my _Ascanio_, I'le deny my oath, Profess my self a Strumpet, and endure What punishment soe're the Court decrees Against a wretch that hath forsworn her self, Or plai'd the impudent whore.

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If Solitude that dwelt beneath my roof, And want of children was a torment to me, What end of my vexation to behold A bastard to upbraid me with my wants?

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None: now hear me: Hear what I vow before the face of Heaven, And if I break it, all plagues in this life, And those that after death are fear'd fall, on me, While that this Bastard staies under my roof, Look for no peace at home, for I renounce All Offices of a wife.

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'Tis well: proceed: supply his wants: doe doe: Let the great dower I brought serve to maintain Your Bastards riots: send my Clothes and Jewels, To your old acquaintance, your dear dame his Mother.

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Good yield ye, and good thank ye: I am fooled, Gentlemen; The Lawyer is an Ass, I do confess it, A weak dull shallow Ass: good even to your Worships: Vicar, remember Vicar, Rascal, remember, Thou notable rich Rascal.

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Made every way an Ass?

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Here she comes home: now mark the salutations; How like an Ass my friend goes?

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You think you have said now, Like a brave fellow: in this Womans War You ever have been train'd: spoke big, but suffer'd Like a tame Ass; and when most spur'd and gall'd Were never Master of the Spleen or Spirit, That could raise up the anger of a man, And force it into action.

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Be not amaz'd, Our injuries are equal in his Bastard, You are familiar with what I groan for, And though the name of Husband holds a tye Beyond a Brother, I, a poor weak Woman, Am sensible, and tender of a wrong, And to revenge it would break through all lets, That durst oppose me.

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'tis a Paratour That comes to tell ye a delightfull story Of an old whore ye have, and then to teach ye What is the penaltie; Laugh at me now Sir, What Legacie would ye bequeath me now, (And pay it on the nail?)

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You Sir, that Would have me Mother Bastards, being unable To honour me with one Child of mine own, That underneath my roof, kept your cast-Strumpet, And out of my Revenues would maintain Her riotous issue: now you find what 'tis To tempt a woman: with as little feeling As I turn off a slave, that is unfit To doe me service; or a horse, or dog That have out-liv'd their use, I shake thee off, To make thy peace with heaven.

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For you, Mistris, That had the pleasure of his youth before me, And triumph'd in the fruit that you had by him, But that I think, to have the Bastard strangled Before thy face, and thou with speed to follow The way he leads thee, is sufficient torture, I would cut off thy nose, put out thine eyes, And set my foot on these bewitching lips, That had the start of mine: but as thou art, Goe to the grave unpitied.

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