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 · 520 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
This is the youth, I'll pawn my brains, hark you Sir, what do you call this Gentleman. Master Aymwell. He may shoot short for all his aiming, He wears Bachelors buttons does he not. Yes, old trupeny and loops too, thou art jealous now. One word more. I have a plot and thou must help me. Let it be a safe one. May we not see her? Brains where's thy Mistress? She's a little busy. Who's that. my Niece. And she be but a little busy she's more than half at leisure. Do not you know that a Woman is more troubled with a little business, than some man with managing the troubles of a whole common wealth, it has been a proverb, as busy as a Hen with one chicken, marry and she had twenty, twenty to one she would not be so fond on'em. He says right, Gentlemen, we are friends, it is my brother's pleasure who is her father, to deny frequent access to her, till he hath finished a design, for my part, I am not of his mind, nor shall my daughter be a prisoner to his fancy, you see Sir I do not seclude her, if she choose within any limits of reason, I move in her. You speak nobly. Sir George Richley Sir, and Sir Nicholas are newly arrived. My brother, acquaint my Niece. 'tis my office I'll do it— Shall's stay? By all means let's see the doughty Knight that must free the Lady from her Enchanted Castle. Didst ever see him? No, but I have heard his character. Prithee let's ha''t. They say he's one, was wise before he was a man for then his folly was excuseable, but since he came to be of age, which had been a question till his death, had not the Law given him his Father's Lands, he is grown wicked enough to be a Landlord, he does pray but once a year and that's for fair weather in harvest, his inward senses are sound, for none comes from him he speaks words but no matter, and therefore is in Election to be of the Peace and Quorum, which his Tenants think him fit for, and his tutor's judgement allows, whom he maintains to make him legs and speeches, he feeds well himself, but in obedience to government, he allows his Servants fasting days; he loves Law, because it killed his Father, whom the Parson overthrew in a case of Tithes; and in memory, wears nothing suitable, for his Apparel is a or the ruins of ten fashions, he does not much care for Heaven, for he's doubtful of any such place, only Hell he's sure of, for the Devil sticks to his Conscience, therefore he does purpose when he dies, to turn his sins into Almshouses, that posterity may praise him for his bountiful of hot Pottage, but he's here already, you may read the rest as he comes towards you. Brother. Let your kindest respects meet this Gentleman. Sir Nicholas Treedle, I desire you would write me in the number of your Servants.
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This is the youth, I'le pawne my braines, harke you Sir, what doe you call this Gentleman. Master Aymwell. He may shoote short for all his ayming, He weares Batchellers buttons does he not. Yes, old trupeny and loopes too, thou art iealous now. One word more. I haue a plot and thou must helpe me. Let it be a safe one. May we not see her? Braines where's thy Mistris? She's a little busie. Who's that. my Neece. And shee be but a little busy shee's more then halfe at leasure. Doe not you know that a Woman is more troubled with a little businesse, then some man with mannaging the troubles of a whole common wealth, it has beene a prouerbe, as busy as a Hen with one Chickin, marry and shee had twenty, twenty to one she would not be so fond on'em. He sayes right, Gentlemen, wee are friends, it is my brothers pleasure who is her father, to deny frequent accesse to her, till hee hath finisht a designe, for my part, I am not of his minde, nor shall my daughter be a prisoner to his fancy, you see Sir I doe not seclude her, if shee chuse within any limits of reason, I moue in her. You speake nobly. Sir George Richley Sir, and Sir Nicholas are newly arriu'd. My brother, acquaint my Neece. T'is my office I'le doe it — Shall's stay? By all meanes let's see the doughty Knight that must free the Lady from her Inchaunted Castle. Didst euer see him? No, but I haue heard his character. Prethee let's ha't. They say hee's one, was wise before hee was a man for then his folly was excuseable, but since hee came to be of age, which had beene a question till his death, had not the Law giuen him his Fathers Lands, he is growen wicked enough to be a Landlord, he does pray but once a yeare and that's for faire weather in haruest, his inward sences are sound, for none comes from him hee speakes wordes but no matter, and therefore is in Election to be of the Peace and Quorum, which his Tenants thinke him fit for, and his Tutors iudgement allowes, whom he maintaines to make him legs and speeches, he feedes well himselfe, but in obedience to government, he allowes his Servants fasting dayes; he loves Law, because it kild his Father, whom the Parson overthrew in a case of Tithes; and in memory, wears nothing sutable, for his Apparell is a or the ruines of ten fashions, he does not much care for Heaven, for he's doubtfull of any such place, onely Hell he's sure of, for the Divell stickes to his Conscience, therefore he does purpose when he dyes, to turne his sinnes into Almeshouses, that posterity may praise him for his bountifull of hot Pottage, but he's here already, you may reade the rest as he comes towards you. Brother. Let your kindest respects meet this Gentleman. Sir Nicholas Treedle, I desire you would write me in the number of your Servants.