"I feel my Soul rise with my Pocket."
— Burnaby, William (1673-1706)
Author
Work Title
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for Thomas Bennet
Date
1700
Metaphor
"I feel my Soul rise with my Pocket."
Metaphor in Context
AST.
And you the occasion. Adieu, Servant.
[Exit.
[Freeman alone opening the Purse.
I came! I saw! I conquer'd! Gold bright as her self! This is the luckyest adventure! Others Solicite, Bribe, Rise early, haunt Courts and great Men's Levees, and follow Fortune in the servile Crowd, but I meet the Goddess less ingag'd, and court her in her lovelyest shape, a Woman; a Woman too that has more Wit and Beauty, than Riches ever gave, or Poverty took away--but what now can this Woman be! She has too much Wit to come from the City, and too much Money to come from the Court-- but to Morrow must unriddle all--I feel my Soul rise with my Pocket --
(looks on the Gold)
Thou lovely God that hast no Atheist! Thou art the Courtier's Promise, the Lawyers Honesty, the Soldiers Courage, and the Widow's Tears--but here is now a Fellow
[Enter Cleremont.]
whose Life is a study'd Idleness--Well, Cleremont, the report is true! I see Marriage writ in thy Face; and after railing at it all thy Life, thou art resolv'd to fall into the Noose at last.
(I.ii)
And you the occasion. Adieu, Servant.
[Exit.
[Freeman alone opening the Purse.
I came! I saw! I conquer'd! Gold bright as her self! This is the luckyest adventure! Others Solicite, Bribe, Rise early, haunt Courts and great Men's Levees, and follow Fortune in the servile Crowd, but I meet the Goddess less ingag'd, and court her in her lovelyest shape, a Woman; a Woman too that has more Wit and Beauty, than Riches ever gave, or Poverty took away--but what now can this Woman be! She has too much Wit to come from the City, and too much Money to come from the Court-- but to Morrow must unriddle all--I feel my Soul rise with my Pocket --
(looks on the Gold)
Thou lovely God that hast no Atheist! Thou art the Courtier's Promise, the Lawyers Honesty, the Soldiers Courage, and the Widow's Tears--but here is now a Fellow
[Enter Cleremont.]
whose Life is a study'd Idleness--Well, Cleremont, the report is true! I see Marriage writ in thy Face; and after railing at it all thy Life, thou art resolv'd to fall into the Noose at last.
(I.ii)
Categories
Provenance
Searching in HDIS (Drama)
Citation
First performed in March of 1700. 2 entries in ESTC (1700).
The Reform'd Wife. A Comedy: As it is Acted, At the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane (London: Printed for Thomas Bennet, 1700).
The Reform'd Wife. A Comedy: As it is Acted, At the Theatre-Royal, in Drury-Lane (London: Printed for Thomas Bennet, 1700).
Date of Entry
10/13/2004
Date of Review
05/23/2011
