Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Witty Fair One · chunk 12 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 T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 506 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

Now you're immodest, I only asked if you love me. And ha' not I told you? Pray teach me a better way to express it. Does a Wiseman love fool's fortune, and a Nobleman another beside my Lady? Does the Devil love an Usurer, a Great man his Flatterer, the Lawyer a Full Term, or the Physician a dead time to thrive in. Spare yourself this is but course love. I'll spin it finer and finer every day Sweet, to be plain with thee, what dost thou think of me for a husband, I love thee that way. Would you did else. Is there my thing in me would commend itself, that I may spare my other commendations, for I am resolved to be yours at any rate of my own praise, or what I can purchase from my friends. Sir, if your meaning be no stranger to your language, although I cannot promise myself, you bind me to be thankful for it. She nibbles already. But pardon me if I suspect you still, you are too wild and airy to be constant to that affection. There be the Pigeons. An't be no worse I care not, Mr. Fowler A most welcome Friend. I would be to your daughter. Let her use to entertain him so, and he'll bid himself welcome, hark you sir, you do like his company? Yes. So I say, but if I were worthy to give your daughter counsel she should have a special care how she treads, for if this Gentleman be not a Whoremaster, he is very like one; and if she chance any way to crack her Venice-glass, 'twill not be so easily soldered. Meddle with your charge Sir, and let her alone. I have done, here is a fresh Gamester. By your noble leave. You're welcome Sir. I was directed hither to find a Gentleman. Manly how is't? I was to inquire for you at your lodging. Pray know this gentleman Lady Master Worthy he'll deserve your acquaintance. You oblige my services— but what make you here my woman ferreter. Come hither Penelope. Soliciting a cause of Venus. I suspect as much, but with her? is she a whore? No but I'll do the best to make her one, She loves me already, that's some engagement I dare trust thee with my sins, who's here Aymwell and Clare. Withdraw yourself. Frank. Master Worthy. A knot of friends. What of my letter? 'Tis delivered you must expect. What news gentlemen? We hear none, you visit the Exchange Sir, pray furnish us. What do all these Butterflies here, I do not like it. I hope your daughter is in health. Perfect, I thank Heaven. And your Niece at whose naming I'm bold to tender my thanks for your last friendship, I might have plunged by this time into passion had not you nobly, just as I was falling prevented my unhappiness. Your opinion of what I did, gives value to the action, however 'twas a duty I was bound to.
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
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 494–538 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 12 of 33 in this edition
Length506 words · 651 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.837
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)
Now you're immodest, I onely askt if you love me. And ha not I told you? Pray teach me a better way to expresse it. Does a Wiseman love Fooles fortune, and a Nobleman another beside my Lady? Does the Divell love an Vsurer, a Great man his Flatterer, the Lawyer a Full Terme, or the Physitian a dead time to thrive in. Spare your selfe this is but course love. Ile spin it finer and finer every day Sweet, to be plaine with thee, what dost thou think of me for a husband, I love thee that way. Would you did else. Is there my thing in me would commend it selfe, that I may spare my other commendations, for I am resolved to be yours at any ate of my own praise, or what I can purchase from my friends. Sir, if your meaning be no stranger to your language, although I cannot promise my selfe, you bind me to bee thankfull for it. She nibbles already. But pardon me if I suspect you still, you are too wild and aery to be constant to that affection. There be the Pigeons. An't be no wotse I care not, Mr. Fowler A most welcome Friend. I would be to your daughter. Let her use to entertaine him so, and hee'l bid himselfe welcome, harke you sir, you doe like his company? Yes. So I say, but if I were worthy to give your daughter counsell she should have a speciall care how she treads, for if this Gentleman be not a Whooremaster, he is very like one; and if she chance any way to cracke her Venice-Glasse, 'twill not be so easily sowdred. Meddle with your charge Sir, and let her alone. I have done, here is a fresh Gamester. By your noble leave. You'r welcome Sir. I was directed hither to find a Gentleman. Manly how ist? I was to inquire for you at your lodging. Pray know this gentleman Lady Master Worthy heele deserue your acquaintance. You oblige y seruices — but what make you heere my woman ferritor. Come hither Penelope. Solliciting a cause of Venus. I suspect as much, but with her? is shee a whoore? No but I'le doe the best to make her one, She loues me already, that's some engagement I dare trust thee with my sinnes, who's heere Aymwell and Clare. Withdraw your selfe. Franck. Master Worthy. A knot of friends. What of my letter? 'Tis deliuered you must expect. What newes gentlemen? We heare none, you visit the Exchange Sir, pray furnish vs. What doe all these Butterflies here, I doe not like it. I hope your daughter is in health. Perfect, I thanke Heauen. And your Neece at whose naming I'me bolde to tender my thankes for your last friendship, I might haue plung'd by this time into passion had not you nobly, iust as I was falling preuented my vnhappinesse. Your opinion of what I did, giues value to the action, howeuer 'twas a duty I was bound to.