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A Maidenhead Well Lost · chunk 3 of 27

Heywood, Thomas · published 1634 · first performed or written 1633 [c.1625-1634] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 493 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

Did it Sir with yours But correspond, it would be bad indeed. Why did you strike that Lady? 'cause you should pity her. Small cause for blows. I struck her publicly. You give her blows in private. Stroza still? Go perjured and dispose thy false allurements 'Mongst them that will believe thee, thou hast lost Thy credit here for ever. I shall find Faith elsewhere then. Eye spread thy snares To catch poor innocent Maids: and having ta'en them In the like pitfall, with their shipwrecked honours, Make seizure of their lives. Injurious Lady, All thou canst touch my Honour with, I cast On thee, and henceforth I will fly thee as A Basaliske. I have found the change of lust, Your loose inconstancy, which is as plain To me, as were it writ upon thy brow, You shall not cast me off: I hate thy sight, And from this hour I will abjure thee quite. I'll call him back: if Stroza be no villain, He is not worth my clamour. What was that startled Within me? Oh I am dishonoured Perpetually; for he hath left behind That pledge of his acquaintance, that will for ever Cleave to my blood in scandal, I must now Sue, send, and crave, and what before I scorned By prayers to grant, submissively implore. Lady your suit? So please your Grace peruse it, It is included there. Our general's Wife? We know you Lady, and your beauteous Daughter, Nay you shall spare your knee, More plot for me; My brain's in labour, and must be delivered Of some new mischief? You petition here For Men and Money I making a free relation Of all your Husband's fortunes, how supplies Have been delayed, and what extremities He hath endured at Naples dreadful Siege; We know them all, and withal do acknowledge All plenteous blessings by the power of Heaven, By him we do obtain, and by his valour Lady we greve he hath been so neglected. O Royal Sir, you still were Gracious, But twixt your Virtues and his Merits there Hath been some interception, that hath stopped The current of your favours. All which shall be removed, and he appear Henceforth a bright star in our courtly sphere. But no such Comet here shall daze my sight, Whilst I a Cloud am to Eclipse that light We sent out our Commissions two Months since For Men and Money, nor was't our intent It should be thus delayed: though we are Prince, We only can command, to Execute 'tis not in us but in our Officers, We understand that by their negligence He has been put to much extremity Of Dearth and Famine; many a stormy night Been forced to roof himself i'th' open field, Nay more than this, much of his own revenue He hath expended, all to pay his Soldiers: Yet Reverend Madame, but forget what's past, Though late, we'll quit his merit at the last.
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PlayA Maidenhead Well Lost
AuthorHeywood, Thomas
Publication year (edition)1634
First performance / composition (Annals)1633 [c.1625-1634]
First performance (BritDrama)1629 [1625-1634]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1019 · TCP A03240 · DEEP 836
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 143–214 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 27 in this edition
Length493 words · 645 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.807
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)
Did it Sir with yours But correspond, it would be bad indeede. VVhy did you strike that Lady? Cause you should pitty her. Small cause for blowes. I strucke her publickly. You giue her blowes in priuate. Stroza still? Goe periurd and dispose thy false allurements 'Mongst them that will beleeue thee, thou hast lost Thy credit here for euer. I shall finde Faith else-where then. Eye spread thy snares To catch poore innocent Maides: and hauing tane them In the like pit-fall, with their shipwrackt honours, Make seasure of their liues. Iniurious Lady, All thou canst touch my Honour with, I cast On thee, and henceforth I will flye thee as A Basaliske. I haue found the change of lust, Your loose inconstancy, which is as plaine To me, as were it writ vpon thy brow, You shall not cast me off: I hate thy sight, And from this houre I will abiure thee quite. Ile call him backe: if Stroza be no villaine, He is not worth my clamour. What was that startled Within me? Oh I am dishonoured Perpetually; for he hath left behinde That pledge of his acquaintance, that will for euer Cleaue to my blood in scandall, I must now Sue, send, and craue, and what before I scorn'd By prayers to grant, submissiuely implore. Lady your suite? So please your Grace peruse it, It is included there. Our generals Wife? We know you Lady, and your beauteous Daughter, Nay you shall spare your knee, More plot for mee; My brain's in labour, and must be deliuered Of some new mischeife? You petition heere For Men and Money I making a free relation Of all your Husbands fortunes, how supplyes Haue beene delay'd, and what extremities He hath indurd at Naples dreadfull Seige; We know them all, and withall doe acknowledge All plentious blessings by the power of Heauen, By him wee doe obtaine, and by his valour Lady we greue he hath beene so neglected. O Roiall Sir, you still were Gratious, But twixt your Vertues and his Merits there Hath beene some interception, that hath stopt The current of your fauours. All which shal bee remou'd, and hee appeare Henceforth a bright starre in our courtly spheare. But no such Comet here shall daze my sight, Whilst I a Cloud am to Eclips that light We sent out our Commissions two Monthes since For Men and Money, nor was't our intent It should bee thus delayd: though we are Prince, We onely can command, to Execute Tis not in vs but in our Officers, We vnderstand that by their negligence He has beene put to much extremity Of Dearth and Famine; many a stormy night Beene forc'd to roofe himselfe i'th open field, Nay more then this, much of his owne reuenue He hath expended, all to pay his Souldiers: Yet Reuerend Madame, but forget what's past, Though late, weele quit his merit at the last.