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'Tis Pity She's a Whore

PUTANA: How like you this, child? Here'...

Overview

Show Type
Play
Age Guidance
Thirteen Plus (PG-13)
Genders
  • Female: 2
  • Male: 0
Playing Age
Young Adult, Adult, Mature Adult
Style
Dramatic
Length
Short
Time Period
Classical
Time/Place
Parma, Italy, 1600s, Florio's House
Act/Scene
Act One, Scene Two

Context

Text

PUTANA: How like you this, child? Here's threatening, challenging, quarreling, and fighting, on every side, and all is for your sake; you had need look to yourself, charge, you'll be stol'n away sleeping else shortly.

ANNABELLA: But, tutoress, such a life give no content

To me, my thoughts are fixed on other ends;

Would you would leave me.

PUTANA: Leave you? No marvel else; leave me no leaving, charge; this is love outright. Indeed I blame you not; you have choice fit for the best lady in Italy.

ANNABELLA: Pray do not talk so much.

PUTANA: Take the worst with the best - there's Grimaldi the soldier, a very well-timbered fellow: they say he is a Roman, nephew to the Duke Monferrato; they say he did good service in the wars against the Milanese, but faith, charge, I do not like him, an't be for nothing but for being a soldier; not one amongst twenty of your skirmishing captains but have some privy maim or other, that mars their standing upright. I like him the worse, he crinkles so much in the hams; though he might serve if there were no more men, yet he's no the man I would choose.

ANNABELLA: Fie, how thou prate'st.

PUTANA: As I am a very woman, I like Signior Soranzo well; he is wise, and what is more, rich; and what is more than that, kind; and what is more than all this, a nobleman; such a one, were I the fair Annabella myself, I would wish and pray for. Then he is bountiful; besides he is handsome, and by my troth, I think wholesome(and that's news in a gallant of three-and-twenty); liberal, that I know, loving, that you know; and a man sure, else he could never ha' purchased such a good name with Hippolita, the lusty widow, in her husband's lifetime: and 'twere but for that report, sweetheart, would 'a were thine. Commend a man for his qualities, but take a husband as he is a plain-sufficient, naked man: such a one is for your bed, and such a one is Signior Soranzo, my life for't.

ANNABELLA: Sure the woman took her morning's draught too soon.

Ford, John. 'Tis Pity She’s a Whore. http://www.johnwebster.galeon.com/writersworks/pity/act1.2pity.htm

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