Vulgar words in The Works of Aphra Behn, Volume II (Page 2)

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A plague upon his Throat; set a Gag in's Mouth and bind him, though he be my Uncle's chief Pimp--so-- [_They bind and gag him_.

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Damn'd beggarly Conscience, and needless Pity-- Sir _Tim_.

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A whole Bag of Knavery, damn'd Sedition, Libels, Treason, Successions, Rights and Privileges, with a new-fashion'd Oath of Abjuration, call'd the Association.--Ah, Rogue, what will you say when these shall be made publick?

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damn'd Ruffians, and wou'd they not stay till you had said your Prayers?

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Oh, some damn'd Tory-rory Rogues, you may be sure, to rob a Man at his Prayers!

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it comes too suddenly upon me-- E'er my last Kiss was cold upon her Lips, Before the pantings of her Breast were laid, Rais'd by her joys with me; Oh, damn'd deluding Woman!

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Damn all ill Luck, was ever Man thus Fortune-bit, that he shou'd cross my Hopes just in the nick?

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Had you lov'd me, you'd pitcht upon a Blockhead, Some spruce gay Fool of Fortune, and no more, Who would have taken so much Care of his own ill-favour'd Person, He shou'd have had no time to have minded yours, But left it to the Care of some fond longing Lover.

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'Tis damn'd unnatural, and past enduring, Against the fundamental Laws of Whoring.

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If by Stage-Fops they a poor Living get, We can grow rich, thanks to our Mother-Wit, By the more natural Blockheads of the Pit.

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The intrigue is complicated by the ridiculous amours of two foolish travellers, Sir Signal Buffoon and Mr. Tickletext, a puritan divine, his tutor.

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This must be damn'd, the Plot is laid in_ Rome; _'Tis hard--yet-- Not one amongst ye all I'll undertake, E'er thought that we should suffer for Religion's sake: Who wou'd have thought that wou'd have been th' occasion Of any contest in our hopeful Nation?

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That Youth and Beauty shou'd be quite undone, A Pox upon the Whore of_ Babylon.

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_Petro_, supposed Pimp to the two Curtezans.

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Sir _Signal Buffoon_, a Fool.

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And yet this rare piece is but a Curtezan, in coarse plain _English_ a very Whore,--who filthily exposes all her Beauties to him can give her most, not love her best.

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Sure thou hast been advising with Sir _Signal Buffoon's_ Governour, that formal piece of Nonsense and Hypocrisy.

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Yes, and a Beauty there too, lately, for his repose, who has made him sigh and look so like an Ass ever since he came to _Rome_.

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Come, Sir, we'll take a turn i'th' Gallery, for this Pimp never appears, but _Francis_ desires to be in private.

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Thou wrong'st an honest ingenious Fellow, to call him Pimp.

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That thou art I'll be sworn, or what any man's Worship pleases; for let me tell ye, _Harry_, he is capacitated to oblige in any quality: for, Sir, he's your brokering Jew, your Fencing, Dancing, and Civility-Master, your Linguist, your Antiquary, your Bravo, your Pathick, Your Whore, your Pimp; and a thousand more Excellencies he has to supply The necessities of the wanting Stranger.--Well, Sirrah--what design now Upon Sir _Signal_ and his wise Governour?--What do you represent now?

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No, I assure you, Sir; I have told Sir _Signal Buffoon_, that no Man lives here without his Inamorata: which very word has so fir'd him, that he's resolved to have an Inamorata whate'er it cost him; and, as in all things else, I have in that too promised my assistance.

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Yes, thou'rt a Pimp, yet want'st the Art to procure a longing Lover the Woman he adores, though but a common Curtezan--Oh, confound her Maiden-head--she understands her Trade too well, to have that badge of Innocence.

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Faith, Sir, I came not abroad to return with the formality of a Judge; and these are such antidotes against Melancholy as wou'd make thee fond of fooling.--Our Knight's Father is even the first Gentleman of his House, a Fellow, who having the good fortune to be much a Fool and Knave, had the attendant blessing of getting an Estate of some eight thousand a year, with this Coxcomb to inherit it; who (to aggrandize the Name and Family of the _Buffoons_) was made a Knight; but to refine throughout, and make a compleat Fop, was sent abroad under the Government of one Mr. _Tickletext_, his zealous Father's Chaplain, as errant a blockhead as a man wou'd wish to hear preach; the Father wisely foreseeing the eminent danger that young Travellers are in of being perverted to Popery.

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Who, I, Sir, uncivil?--I abuse my Patrone!--I that have almost made my self a Pimp to serve you?

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Made for me--Why, Sir, he swore to me by the old Law, that 'twas never worn but once, and that but by one High-German Prince--I have forgot his name--for the Devil can never remember a fart these dam'd _Hogan-Mogan_ Titles.

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Now my Tutor's up, ha, ha, ha--and ever is when one names a Whore; be pacify'd, Man, be pacify'd, I know thou hat'st 'em worse than Beads or Holy-water.

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Ha, ha, ha, so now is my Governour gone in a Fustian-fume: well, he is ever thus when one talks of Whoring and Religion: but come, Sir, walk in, and I'll undertake, my Tutor shall beg your Pardon, and renounce his _English_ ill-bred Opinion; nay, his _English_ Churches too--all but his own Vicaridge.

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Whores, Sir, and so 'tis ten to one are all the kind; only these differ from the rest in this, they generously own their trade of Sin, which others deal by stealth in; they are Curtezans.

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your _English_ Cavalier _Fillamour_, of whom you tell so many dull stories of his making Love!

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Nor you rob Mankind of such a Blessing, by giving it to Heaven before its time.--I tell thee 'tis a Whore, a fine desirable expensive Whore.

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I'm glad of the Reformation: Sir, you were so squeamish, forsooth, that a Whore wou'd not down with ye; no, 'twou'd spoil your Reputation.-- _Fil_.

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A Whore!

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Patience is a flatterer, Sir,--and an Ass, Sir; and I'll have none on't--hah, what art thou?

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Ah, for a fine young Whore with all these Charms!

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but that same Quality allays the Joy: there's such a damn'd ado with the Obligation, that half the Pleasure's lost in Ceremony.

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And like those damn'd Physicians, kill me for want of method: no, I know my own Distemper best, and your Applications will make me mad.

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Pox on't, that one cannot love a Woman like a Man, but one must love like an Ass.

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Damn it, how like my Lady's eldest Son was that?

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Away, that's an heretical Opinion, and which This certain Reason must convince thee of; That Love is Love, wherever Beauty is, Nor can the Name of Whore make Beauty less.

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If the first Confession I ever made of Love be grateful to you, come arm'd to night with a Friend or two; and behind the Garden of the Fountains, you will receive--hah, _Marcella!_--Oh, damn it, from your honest Woman!--Well, I see the Devil's never so busy with a Man, as when he has resolv'd upon any Goodness!

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Men keep not Oaths for the sakes of the wise Magistrates to whom they are made, but their own Honour, _Harry_.--And is't not much a greater crime to rob a gallant, hospitable Man of his Niece, who has treated you with Confidence and Friendship, than to keep touch with a well-meaning Whore, my conscientious Friend?

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what a damn'd Noddy was I to name her!

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Sir _Signal_ I have left hard at his Study, and Sir _Henry_ is no nocturnal Inamorato, unless like me he dissemble it.--Well, _certo_, 'tis a wonderful pleasure to deceive the World: And as a learned Man well observ'd, that the Sin of Wenching lay in the Habit only; I having laid that aside, _Timothy Tickletext_, principal Holder-forth of the _Covent-Garden_ Conventicle, Chaplain of _Buffoon-Hall_ in the County of _Kent_, is free to recreate himself.

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Yes, when your Dogship's damn'd.

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_Silvianetta!_ Sdeath, is she a Whore for Fools?

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Buffoon!

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You'll find I can, and possibly may spoil your making Love to night.

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Egad, Sweet-heart, and that may be, one civil Thrust will do't;-- and 'twere a damn'd rude thing to disappoint so fine a Woman,--therefore I'll withdraw whilst I'm well.

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Thanks be prais'd, all's still again, this Fright were enough to mortify any Lover of less magnanimity than my self.--Well, of all Sins, this itch of Whoring is the most hardy,--the most impudent in Repulses, the most vigilant in watching, most patient in waiting, most frequent in Dangers; in all Disasters but Disappointment, a Philosopher; yet if _Barberacho_ come not quickly, my Philosophy will be put to't, _certo_.

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Ay, ay, 'tis my hopeful Pupil, upon the same design with me, my life on't,--cunning young Whore-master;--I'll cool your Courage--good Signior _Diavillo_; if you be the _Diavillo_, I have _una certaina Immaterial Invisible Conjuratione_, that will so neatly lay your _Inanimate unintelligible Diavilloship_.-- [_Pulls out his wooden Sword_.

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ah--_Caspeto de Baccus--he cornuto_, I am a damn'd silly Devil that have no dexterity in vanishing.

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what damn'd luck had I so poorly to be vanquisht!

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_Fil_.--What haste thou'st made to damn thy self so young!

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'Twere better thou wert damn'd; honest!

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By this good Light, a noble glorious Whore.

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Oh, stay, I must not let such Beauty fall, --A Whore--consider yet the Charms of Reputation, The Ease, the Quiet, and Content of Innocence, The awful Reverence all good Men will pay thee, Who, as thou art, will gaze without respect, --And cry--what pity 'tis she is--a Whore-- _Mar_.

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I perceive my Governour's as much confounded as my self;--I'll take advantage by the forelock, be very impudent, and put it upon him, faith--Ah, Governour, will you never leave your whoring?

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most _Potentissima Signiora_, I am the man of Title, by name Sir _Signal Buffoon_, sole Son and Heir to Eight Thousand Pound a year.-- _Tick_.

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Where are ye, Knight, Buffoon, Dog of _Egypt_?

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Or if thou hadst, I know of no such Dog as wou'd believe thee: No, thou art false to thy own Charms, and hast betray'd them To the possession of the vilest Wretch That ever Fortune curst with Happiness; False to thy Joys, false to thy Wit and Youth: All which thou'st damn'd with so much careful Industry To an eternal Fool, That all the Arts of Love can ne'er redeem thee.

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Damn it; the Sin is ne'er to be forgiven.

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And wou'd you have the Heart--to make a Whore of me?

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Oh, damn your Quality: What honest Whore but wou'd have scorn'd thy Cunning?

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Bear witness, oh thou gentle Queen of Night, Goddess of Shades, ador'd by Lovers most; How oft under thy Covert she has damn'd her self, With feigned Love to me!

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To cheat me of my Heart the readiest way: And now, like gaming Rooks, unwilling to give o'er till you have hook'd in my last stake, my Body too, you cozen me with Honesty.--Oh, damn the Dice--I'll have no more on't, I, the Game's too deep for me, unless you play'd upon the square, or I could cheat like you.-- Farewel, Quality-- [_Goes out_.

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For they but couple with their Kind, but you Promiscuously shuffle your Brutes together, The Fop of business with the lazy Gown-men --the learned Ass with the illiterate Wit--the empty Coxcomb with the Politician, as dull and insignificant as he; from the gay Fool made more a Beast by Fortune to all the loath'd infirmities of Age.

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Oh, damn her, damn her!

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Death, the Whore took me for some amorous _English_ elder Brother, and was for Matrimony, in the Devil's name; thought me a loving Fool, that ne'er had seen so glorious a sight before, and wou'd at any rate enjoy.

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Pox on her; no, I'm sure she's a damn'd Gipsy, for at the same time she had her Lovers in reserve, lay hid her Bed-chamber.

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Yes, our Coxcomb Knight Buffoon, laid by for a relishing Bit, in case I prov'd not season'd to her Mind.

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But damn her, she passes with the Night, the Day will bring new Objects.

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now hang me if I had any such devout Thoughts about me: why, what a damn'd scandalous Rascal's this?

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Oh, this damn'd lying Rascal!

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Was ever such a Whore?

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I have a damn'd hankering after this Woman: why cou'd I not have put the cheat on her, as _Julio_ has?

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Death, I'll quarrel with him,--nay, fight him,-- damn him,--rather than lose him thus.--Stay, Signior.

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--She told me all the story of her Love, How well you meant, how honestly you swore, And with a thousand Tears imploy'd my Aid To break the Contract she was forc'd to make T' _Octavio_, and give her to your Arms: I did, and brought you word of our Design, --I need not tell ye what returns you made; Let it suffice, my Sister was neglected, Neglected for a Curtezan,--a Whore; I watcht, and saw each Circumstance of Falshood.

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Yes, I did rouze at last, and wak'd my Wrongs; But like an Ass, a patient Fool of Honour, I gave him friendly notice I wou'd kill him; And fought like Prizers, not as angry Rivals.

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Much more than you're aware on, Sir--and faith, to tell you Truth, I'm no Servant to Count _Julio_, but e'en a little mischievous Instrument she sent hither to prevent your making love to _Donna Laura_.

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Oh, Sir, as for that, I had a small stock of Cash in the hands of a couple of _English_ Bankers, one Sir _Signal Buffoon_-- Sir _Sig_.

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Sir _Signal Buffoon_, what a pox, does he mean me trow?

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I am undone,--but, good Sir _Signal_, do not cry Whore first, as the old Proverb says.

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And good Mr. Governour, as another old Proverb says, do not let the Kettle call the Pot black-arse!-- _Fil_.

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They live by us as we are kept by you: When we disband, they no more Plays will write, But make Lampoons, and libel ye in spite; Discover each false Heart that lies within, Nor Man nor Woman shall in private sin; The precise whoring Husband's haunts betray, Which the demurer Lady to repay, In his own coin does the just debt defray.

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Damn it_.

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p. 320, l. i _remember a fart these_.

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For sure thy Figure ne'er was seen before, Such Arse-like Breasts, stiff neck, with all thy Store, Are certain Antidotes against a Whore.

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Yet still thou mightst have fool'd behind the Scenes, Have Comb'd thy Wig and set thy Cravat Strings, Made love to Slingsby when she played the Queen, The Coxcomb in the Crowd had passed unseen.

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Several names for a Mistress or rather a Whore.'

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A whore.

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Taine, however, boldly confessed that Otway 'like Shakespeare ... found at least once the grand bitter buffoonery, the harsh sentiment of human baseness', and he demonstrates that, however odious and painful the episodes of senator and whore may be, they are true to the uttermost.

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