Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Witty Fair One · chunk 3 of 33

Shirley, James · published 1633 · first performed or written 1628 [licensed for stage, Oct 3] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 518 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.

But yet her portion Is worth your taking notice Master Aymwell, Her Father is a man who though he write Himself but Knight, keeps a warm house i'th' Country 'Mongst his Tenants, takes no Lordly pride To travel with a Footman and a Page To London, humbly rides th' old fashion With half a dozen wholesome Liveries, To whom he gives Christian wages and not countenance Alone to live on, can spend by th' year Eight hundred pounds, and put up fine sleeps quietly Without dreaming on Mortgages or Statutes Or such like curses on his Land, can number May be ten thousand pound in ready coin Of's own, yet never bought an office for't Has plate no question, and Jewels too In's old lady's cabinet, beside Other things worth an Inventory, and all this His daughter is an heir too, now pray tell me What's your revenue? Some 3. hundred pounds. Per annum? Grant it, what expectation Have you abroad? None. That's quickly summoned. You have not made your love known to my Niece yet. No, my intention was to preacquaint you. Y'haue done wisely, do not think on her When y'are at prayers, she will but puzzle Your devotion, there's no hope of her. Ha! I mean for you to arrive at her, your own disparity in fortune. I do find it. Excuse my plainness sir, her Father looks A great deal higher, and to take away Your least encouragement, to prosecute Within my knowledge she's designed already To a wealthy Gentleman, and within few days 'Twill be a marriage, you shall but procure Your own affliction to employ your hope Where things remain so desperate. I thank you. you do yourself more right. If such affairs Have passed, it were not noble to continue This path, y'ave done me gentle office Sir I must believe y'are generous, this new flame My reason shall suppress, before it grow Too mighty for me. It becomes you well, Love like to sin, inveterate is strong He prevents danger, that destroys it young. Come to your friends. Your soft Stars will not let you be so cruel Lady, to give repulse to a lover. Do not believe him, he does but compliment, I ha' known him court a hundred, with as much Formality, wooed 'em i'th' nuptial cut, made verses O' their hair, set Lilies and Roses, a whole Garden i'their cheeks, cherries i'their lips, stellify their eyes, and yet in a twinkling.— Sure you do him wrong sir. Wrong? He measures my affection by the length of his own, Prithee Satire choose another walk, and leave us to enjoy this, thou know'st not my intent. Thou mayst be honest with one, and that's a miracle and will ask a strong faith to believe it, I hope she has more wit than to trust your voluble courtship, I'll seek out my friend Aymwell. Sir, if your engagement require no haste. I do wonder a Gentleman of your knowledge should so deceive himself. Express yourself Fairest. Fair sir, I am not taken with your flatteries, I can see through you.
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PlayThe Witty Fair One
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1633
First performance / composition (Annals)1628 [licensed for stage, Oct 3]
First performance (BritDrama)1628 [Oct]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1000 · TCP A12157 · DEEP 814
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 146–213 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 33 in this edition
Length518 words · 688 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T27 — Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and patronage at 0.747
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
But yet her portion Is worth your taking notice Master Aymwell, Her Father is a man who though he write Himselfe but Knight, keepes a warme house i'th Countrey 'Mongst his Tenants, takes no Lordly pride To trauell with a Footman and a Page To London, humbly rides th old fashion With halfe a douzen wholesome Liueries, To whom he gives Christian wages and not countenance Alone to liue on, can spend by th' yeare Eight hundred pounds, and put vp fine sleepes quietly Without dreaming on Morgages or Statutes Or such like curses on his Land, can number May be ten thousand pound in ready coyne Of's owne, yet neuer bought an oice for't Ha's plate no question, and Ieweis too In's old Ladies cabinet, beside Other things worth an Inuentory, and all this His daughter is an heyre too, now pray tell mee What's your reuenue? Some 3. hundred pounds. Per annum? Grant it, what expectation Haue you abroad? None. That's quickly summon'd. You haue not made your loue knowne to my Neece yet. No, my intention was to preacquaint you. Y'haue done wisely, doe not thinke on her When y'are at prayers, she will but puzzell Your deuotion, theres no hope of her. Ha! I meane for you to arriue at her, your owne disparity in fortune. I doe finde it. Excuse my plainnesse sir, her Father lookes A great deale higher, and to take away Your least incouragement, to prosecute Within my knowledge she's design'd already To a wealthy Gentleman, and within few dayes 'Twill be a marriage, you shall but procure Your owne affliction to employ your hope Where things remaine so desperate. I thanke you. you doe your selfe more right. If such affaires Haue past, it were not noble to continue This path, y'aue done me gentle office Sir I must beleeue y'are generous, this new flame My reason shall suppresse, before it growe Too mighty for mee. It becomes you well, Loue like to sinne, inueterate is strong He preuents danger, that destroyes it yong. Come to your freinds. Your soft Starres will not let you be so cruell Lady, to giue repulse to a louer. Doe not belieue him, he does but complement, I ha' knowne him court a hundred, with as much Formalitie, wooed 'em ith nuptiall cut, made verses O' their haire, set Lillies and Rosies, a whole Garden i'their cheekes, cherries i'their lippes, stellifie their eyes, and yet in a twinckling. — Sure you doe him wrong sir. Wrong? He measures my affection by the length of his own, Prethee Satyre chuse another walke, and leaue vs to inioy this, thou knowst not my intent. Thou mayst be honest with one, and that's a miracle and will aske a strong faith to beleeue it, I hope shee has more wit then to trust your voluble courtship, Ile seeke out my friend Aymwell. Sir, if your engagement require no hast. I doe wonder a Gentleman of your knowledge should so deceive himselfe. Expresse your selfe Fairest. Faire sir, I am not taken with your flatteries, I can see through you.