The Bird in a Cage (The Beauties) · chunk 22 of 37
Shirley, James · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jun 21] [incorrect] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T26 Devils, hell and fiends · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
When this eternal substance of my Soul, did live imprisoned in my wanton flesh, and so forth? and how d'ye like Don Andrea Gentlemen; poor snake, but he has cast his skin, and recovered a new coat o'th' destinies spinning. The Bird is flown again. How the Devil came he at liberty. And thus Gallant. The slave does not beg of your Heroic Signiorship, a Court compassion, debts must be paid, there is no danger of the grate as the case goes, nor of forfeiting his daylight in a dungeon, if I mistake not, my illustrious pair of widgens, my serene smooth-faced Coxcombs, whose brains are curdled this hot weather: will your neat worship sell your cloak, ha? or you that superfluous double hatched Rapier, there be sums in Nature to lend you, upon security that I shall like of. He jeers us. Would we durst beat him. You see me now Gentlemen perfectly, what if I should walk before you without a body, my head hanging in the air like a comet. Would thou were't hanged any way. here's Rolliardo too. Let's be gone. Or shall I appoint you a day when I will be invisible all but my hand? No, I thank you Sir, we have some business at this present. Let's to the prison, and know the wonder better— Noble Signior. For your Crowns. we are glad we had 'em for you, dear Signior talk no more on 'em, Farewell Phantasmas then— ha? 'tis he, Sir. Keep your way. You do not know me But I ha' brought a life which by your means Has been preserved from wretchedness, your Bounty, Deserves you should dispose it. What are you. I was the object of a charity we seldom meet in Mankind, from a prison You sent a sum to free me. Prithee friend, if thoust received a benefit, go home, and say thy prayers:— I would forget it. 'Mong many whom your Nobleness enlarged, I came to make you tender of my service: Despise not Sir my gratitude. D'ye mock me? May my soul want heaven's mercy then: to you, Next my Creator, I do owe my this Being I have a Soul is full of thanks, but name Employment to assure you, and you make me twice happy. I ha' nothing to say to you. Then I ha' something to say to you. How. And you shall hear it too, and give me thanks Y'ave sowed your Charity in a fruitful ground, Which shall return it tenfold; nay one hundred. What you have done for me you shall acknowledge I will deserve toth' height. thouart liberal in language. I'll be active— off with this sullen face, It scurvily' becomes you, d'ye hear. I studied for you, since you paid my debts, I'll do you a courtesy and save your life, Which your attempt upon the Princess has Left desperate, a happy fancy Sir, If Heaven will please to prosper it, and you Not be your own enemy to refuse it.
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When this eternall substance of my Soule, did liue inprison'd in my wanton flesh, and so forth? and how d'yee like Don Andrea Gentlemen; poore snake, but hee has cast his skin, and recouered a new coate oth' destinyes spinning. The Bird is flowne againe. How the Diuell came he at liberty. And thus Gallant. The slaue does not beg of your Heroicke Signiorship, a Court▪ compassion, debts must be paid, there is no danger of the grate as the case goes, nor of forfeiting his daylight in a dungeon, if I mistake not, my illustrious paire of widgens, my serene smooth-fac'd Coxcombes, whose braines are curdled this hot weather: will your neate worship sell your cloake, ha? or you that superfluous double hatch'd Rapier, there be sommes in Nature to lend you, vpon security that I shall like of. He jeeres vs. Would wee durst beate him. You see me now Gentlemen perfectly, what if I should walke before you without a body, my head hanging in the aire like a comet. Would thou wer't hang'd any way. Heere's Rolliardo too. Let's be gone. Or shall I appoint you a day when I will be invisible all but my hand? No, I thanke you Sir, we haue some businesse at this present. Let's to the prison, and know the wonder better—Noble Signior. For your Crownes. Wee are glad wee had 'em for you, deare Signior talke no more on 'em, Farewell Phantasmas then—ha? 'tis he, Sir. Keepe your way. You doe not know me But I ha brought a life which by your meanes Has bin preservd from wretchednesse, your Bounty, Deserues you should dispose it. What are you. I was the obiect of a charity Wee seldome meete in Mankind, from a prison You sent a summe to free me. Prethee friend, if th'ast receiu'd a benefit, goe home, and say thy prayers:—I would forget it. 'Mong many whom your Noblenesse inlarg'd, I came to make you tender of my service: Despise not Sir my gratitude. D'yee mocke mee? May my soule want Heauens mercy then: to you, Next my Creator, I doe owe my this Being I haue a Soule is full of thankes, but name Imployment to assure you, and you make me twice happy. I ha nothing to say to you. Then I ha something to say to you. How. And you shall heare it too, and give me thankes Y'ave sow'd your Charity in a fruitfull ground, Which shall returne it tenfold; nay one hundred. What you have done for me you shall acknowledge I will deserve toth' height. Th'art liberall in language. Ile be active—off with thissullen face, It seurvily 'ecomes you, d'yee heare. I studyed for you, since you payd my debts, Il doe you a courtesie and save your life, Which your attempt upon the Princesse has Left desperate, a happy fancy Sir, If Heaven will please to prosper it, and you Not be your owne enemy to refuse it.