The Bird in a Cage (The Beauties) · chunk 26 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 T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
This a Wagtail of the City, which a silkman So dearly loved, he called it wife, but could not (Though in much jealousy he had caged her up) Keep her from flying out: This was a Rail, Bred up by a zealous Brother in Amsterdam Which being sent unto an English Lady, Was ta'en at Sea by Dunkirks— Name but Rome, And straight she gapes as she would eat the Pope. A Bird to be made much on: She and the Horse That snorts at Spain, by an instinct of Nature Should ha' shown tricks together: I could run over— But your gracious pardon. How, our pardon? I'm now another man, and know my distance. This man is good at all. My Buffoon face is off, I did but show The impudent condition of a Mountebank That sets off base Toys with miraculous Lies Thus far I'll boast: they are the only choice Italy and other parts of Europe yield For the work if it prove so fortunate To receive Grace from your divine acceptance The workmanship (so duty suffer not) I freely tender— No, that were to quench The fire in all Deservers— Fulvio. My Lord. Pay the cost double, I'll send it to my daughter. It takes, as Art could wish it. I know it is a present, the sweet soul Will raise much joy in:— Signior Perenotto— My Lord. There are two Birds I ha not m'd. What are they? A pair of Gulls, which you may share between you. It shall my Lord. If Florence now keep touch, we shortly shall, Conclude all fear, with a glad Nuptial. Ye like this Story best then? That of Jupiter and Danae comes near our own. Be it so, we are all perfect in the plot I think. You shall dispose the rest. You will not be ambitious then, and quarrel About the parts, like your spruce Actor, that will not play out of the best Clothes, and the fine young Prince, who if he fight, 'tis six to four he kills all and gets the Lady. We are constant, you shall appoint 'em. Then Madam without Ceremony, you shall ply Danae, that is shut up in the Brazen Tower. Well I'm contented, 'twill suit with my present fortune. I need not to instruct you in the Character: you shall be the King Acrisius her father, a jealous, harsh, crabbed man, who in fear of the Oracle, commands her to be thus enclosed. So:— I'll fit you for a Vinegar King. No matter for Properties— We'll imagine Madam you have a beard. What shall I play? You must be Ladies whom the King leaves to keep her Company, entertain what humour you please. This is our own parts indeed. Ye will play it the more naturally, and let me alone to play the Thunderer, I'll wanton love it:— now what your inventions and about it, imagine our Scene expressed, and the New Prison the Title advanced in form. The new Prison! why?
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This a Wagtayle of the City, which a Silkeman So deerely lov'd, he call'd it wife, but could not (Though in much Iealousie he had cag'd her up) Keepe her from flying out: This was a Rayle, Bred▪up by a zealous Brother in Amsterdam Which being sent unto an English Lady, VVas tane at Sea by Dunkirks—Name but Rome, And straight she gapes as she would eate the Pope▪ A Bird to bee made much on: Shee and the Horse That snorts at Spaine, by an instinct of Nature Should ha shewne trickes together: I could run over— But your gracious pardon. How, our pardon? I'm now another man, and know my distance. This man is good at all. My Buffoone face is off, I did but shew The impudent condition of a Mountebancke That sets off base Toyes with miraculous Lyes Thus farre Ile boast: they are the onely choyce Italy and other parts of Europe yeeld For the worke if it prove so fortunate To receive Grace from your divine acceptance The workeman-ship (so duty suffer not) I freely tender— No, that were to quench The fire in all Deservers—Fulvio. My Lord. Pay the cost double, Ile send it to my daughter. It takes, as Art could wish it. I know it is a present, the sweet soule Will rayse much joy in:—Signior Perenotto— My Lord. There are two Birds I ha not m'd. What are they▪ A paire of Guls, which you may share betweene you. It shall my Lord. If Florence now keepe touch, we shortly shall, Conclude all feare, with a glad Nuptiall. Yee like this Story best then? That of Jupiter and Danae comes neare our owne. Be it so, we are all perfect in the plot I thinke. You shall dispose the rest. You will not be ambitious then, and quarrell About the parts, like your spruce Actor, that will not play out of the best Clothes, and the fine young Prince, who if he fight, 'tis sixe to foure he kils all and gets the Lady. We are constant, you shall appoint 'em. Then Madam without Ceremony, you shall ply Danae, that is shut up in the Brazen Tower. Well I'm contented, 'twill suit with my present fortun▪ I need not to instruct you in the Character: you shall bee the King Acrisius her father, a iealous, harsh, crabbed man, who in feare of the Oracle, commands her to be thus inclos'd. So:—Ile fit you for a Vineger King. No matter for Properties— We'l imagie Madam you have a eard. What shall I play? You must be Ladies whom the King leaves to keepe her Company, entertaine what humor you please. This is our owne parts indeed. Yee will play it the more naturally, and let me alone to play the Thunderer, Ile wanton love it:—now wht your inventions and about it, imagine our Scene exprest, and the New Prison the Title advanc'd in forme. The new Prison! why?