Shirley, James · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jun 21] [incorrect] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.89 · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
To keep off violence, and soliciting Which may disturb thy pleasures, until we Shall find out one to match thy Birth and Virtues, My Dukedom is too poor that way, maintain Thy Father's Soul: thou hast no blood to mix With any beneath Prince— forget as I shall Thy Love was ever falling from thy Greatness, Into the Arms of one carries but style of Honour. Sir, I am your Daughter. thoust deserved my blessing, and thy obedience In this, new Crowns thy Father: I see I need not Urge what I am to move thee, and lay force, Thy understanding does appear convinced, And loving duty teaches thee to more, Than the Command— Perenotto— What narrow ground I tread? I know he is Too passionate to be denied his will, And yet to yield will make me miserable; 'Tis my misfortune to be borne so great. Each common man and woman can enjoy The air, when the condition of a Princess Makes me a Prisoner. But I must obey In hope it will not last— I have a Soul Is full of grateful duty, nor will suffer me Further dispute your precept: you have power To steer me as you please. All the Graces Speak in my Girl— Each syllable doth carry A Volume of thy Goodness: all my Cares So well rewarded do convert to sweetness I thank thy filial piety: know my Girl That place wherein I look so rich a jewel, I do pronounce again, shall be thy Paradise: Thy Paradise my Eugenia, saving that In this man only finds no being— other Delights shall stream themselves into thy Bosom, And those that pass, shall flow again t'invite Thy sense to tasting— Perenotto. Your grace's pleasure? Admit those Ladies that attend— The Duke shows much Indulgence. Observe the issue. we will not limit thy companions, Elect what Mantuan Beauties thou canst best Delight in, they shall serve thee: or if some Of your own Train, whom we have thought most proper To be your personal Guard, affect you, they Attend our pleasures: see, they are ignorant Yet of our purpose, if to any, thy Affection be not free, thy Breath discharge them, And point thy own Attendants. I shall be pleased with your appointment, Ladies, I know you love me. Doth your Grace hold suspicion, any of us Serve you not with our heart? I do not doubt, Or if I did, you now approach a Trial, For my sake can you be content to be All Prisoners. Prisoners? Yes, shut up close Prisoners, and be bar The conversation, nay the sight of men. Marry Heaven defend, wherein have we offended That we must lose the sweet society Of Men. How have we forfeited our freedom? No man argue— 'tis our pleasure. 'Las Madam, I am new contracted to a handsome Signior. I have but newly entertained a Servant, that gave me these Gloves, they smell of him still, a sweet courtier.
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To keepe off violence, and solliciting Which may disturbe thy pleasures, vntill we Shall find out one to match thy Birth and Vertues, My Dukedome is too poore that way, maintaine Thy Fathers Soule: thou hast no bloud to mixe With any beneath Prince—forget as I shall Thy Love was ever falling from thy Greatnesse, Into the Armes of one carryes but stile of Honour. Sir, I am your Daughter. Th'ast deserv▪d my blessing, and thy obedience In this, new Crownes thy Father: I see I need not Vrge what I am to move thee, and lay force, Thy understanding does appeare convinc'd, And loving duty teaches thee to more, Then the Command—Perenotto— What narrow ground I tread? I know he is Too passionate to be denyed his will, And yet to yeeld will make me miserable; 'Tis my misfortune to be borne so great. Each common man and woman can iioy The ayre, when the condition of a Princesse Makes me a Prisoner. But I must obey In hope it will not last—I have a Soule Is full of gratefull duty, nor will suffer me Further dispute your precept: you have power To steere me as you please. All the Graces Speake in my Girle—Each syllable doth carry A Volume of thy Goodnesse: all my Cares So well rewarded doe convert to sweetnesse I thanke thy filiall piety: know my Girle That place wherein I looke so rich a Iewell, I doe pronounce againe, shall be thy Paradice: Thy Paradice my Eugenia, saving that In this man onely finds no being—other Delights shall streame themselves into thy Bosome, And those that passe, shall flow agen t'invite Thy sence to tasting—Perenotto. Your Graces pleasure? Admit those Ladyes that attend— The Duke shewes much Indulgence. Obserue the yssue. Wee will not limit thy companions, Elect what Mantuan Beautyes thou canst best Delight in, they shall serue thee: or if some Of your owne Traine, whom we haue thought most proper To be your personall Guard, affect you, they Attend our pleasures: see, they are ignorant Yet of our purpose, if to any, thy Affection be not free, thy Breath discharge them, And point thy owne Attendants. I shall be pleas'd with your appointment, Ladyes, I know you loue me. Doth your Grace hold suspition, any of vs Serve you not with our heart? I doe not doubt, Or if I did, you now approach a Tryall, For my sae can you be content to be All Prisoners. Prisoners? Yes, shut up close Prisoners, and be bard The , nay the sight of men. Marry Heaven defend, wherein haue we offended That we must loose the sweet societie Of Men. How have we for feyted our freedome? No man argue—'tis our pleasure. 'Las Madam, I am new contracted to a handsome Signior. I have but newly entertain'd a Servant, that gave me these Gloves, they smell of him still, a sweet Courtyer.