Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

A Maidenhead Well Lost · chunk 24 of 27

Heywood, Thomas · published 1634 · first performed or written 1633 [c.1625-1634] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.82 · 496 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.

Give to these blind windows, Eyes; Daze the Stars, and mock the Skies, And let us two (us two) devise, To lavish our best Treasures Crown our Wishes with Content, Meet our Souls in sweet consent, And let this night (this night) be spent In all abundant pleasures. Oh good morrow Lady, I come to tell you news! They are welcome to me my Lord. You know the Princess Iulia was supposed to be Adulterate— So we have heard it rumoured Oh but fair friend, she was indeed belied! And I this morning rose from her chaste bed: But wherefore sweet cast you that blushing smile? But you have broke promise with me: For you told me That the same day and hour I took my Bride, You should Enjoy a Princely Husband. True My Lord, I did. And are you married then? And lay with him last night. Is he oft fortunes? That you may soon conjecture by this gift. What have you then, some tokens that were his? Some few my Lord, amongst the rest, this diamond He put upon my finger. You amaze me! Yet Rings may be alike: If then your husband Bee of such state and fortunes, What dowry are you allotted. Sir, ten thousand crowns by th' year. I gave no more unto my julia. But where is the security you have For the performance of it? See here, My Lord, Sir, Is not that sufficient for a dowry? This is the Indenture that I gave to Iulia; Prithee Lauretta, but resolve me true, How came you by this Charter? Pardon great Prince; for all that love you spoke To Iulia, you whispered in my ear: She is unchaste; which, lest you should have found, Her father sent me here, five hundred crowns By Stroza; but neither his gold, nor all His sly temptations, could one whit move me; Only the love I ever bore your honour, Made me not prize my own. No lust full appetite Made me attempt such an ambitious practice, As to aspire unto your bed my Lord. Rise, dee not weep, Oh I am strangely rapt Into deep strange confusion? Milan should know, were it my case my Lord, A better Prince than he should not wrong me. I have bethought already how to be are me; This Charter and this Ring, fair Love, keep you; And when I send for you, you shall repair Unto the Court: This all I shall enjoin you. Great Sir, I shall. Come Mounsieur, now 'tis cast, Revenge near rules, so it be found at last. Who saw the Prince last? Is't a custom with him To rise thus early? Sir, he never sleeps Longer than th'day, nor keeps his bed by Sun: 'Tis not the lone of the fairest Lady lives, Can make him leave his morning exercise. He never exercised with me, I'm sure; I might have lain as safe, free, and untouched, By any Lady living.
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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 1509–1578 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 24 of 27 in this edition
Length496 words · 650 tokens
Topic (seed 42)T32 — Rings and jewels as tokens cross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.824 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seedsseed 43: T33 · seed 44: T32 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Giue to these blind windowes, Eyes; Daze the Stars, and mocke the Skies, And let vs two (vs two) devise, To lavish our best Treasures Crowne our Wishes with Content, Meet our Soules in sweet consent, And let this night (this night) bee spent In all aboundant pleasvres. Oh good morrow Lady, I come to tell you newes! They are wellcome to me my Lord. You know the Princesse Iulia was suppos'd to bee Adulterate— So we haue heard it rumor'd Oh but faire friend, she was indeed bely'd! And I this morning rose from her chast bed: But wherefore sweete cast you that blushing smile? But you haue broak promise with me: For you told me That the same day and houre I took my Bride, You should Inioy a Princely Husband. Trew My Lord, I did. And are you married then? And lay with him last night. Is hee oft fortunes? That you may soone coniecture by this gift. What haue you then, some tokens that were his? Some few my Lord, amongst the rest, this diamond Hee put vpon my finger. You amaze mee! Yet Rings may bee alike: If then your husband Bee of such state and fortunes, What dowre are you allotted. Sir, ten thousand crownes by th' yeere. I gaue no more vnto my Iulia. But where is the security you haue For the performance of it? See here, My Lord, Sir, Is not that sufficient for a dowry? This is the Indenture that I gaue to Iulia; Preethee Lauretta, but resolue me true, How came you by this Charter? Pardon great Prince; for all that loue you spake To Iulia, you whisper'd in my eare: Shee is vnchast; which, lest you should haue found, Her father sent mee here, fiue hundred crownes By Stroza; but neither his gold, nor all His sly temptations, could one whit mooue mee; Onely the loue I euer bare your honour, Made me not prise my owne. No lust full appetite Made me attempt such an ambitious practise, As to aspire vnto your bed my Lord. Rise, dee not weepe, Oh I am strangely rapt Into deepe strange confusion? Millaine should know, were it my case my Lord, A better Prince then hee should not wrong me. I haue bethought already how to be are mee; This Charter and this Ring, faire Loue, keepe you; And when I send for you, you shall repaire Vnto the Court: This all I shall inioyne you. Great Sir, I shall. Come Mounsieur, now 'tis cast, Reuenge neere rules, so it be found at last. Who saw the Prince last? Is't a custome with him To rise thus early? Sir, hee neuer sleepes Longer then th'day, nor keepes his bed by Sunne: 'Tis not the lone of the fairest Lady liues, Can make him leaue his morning exercise. He neuer exercis'd with me, I'm sure; I might haue layne as safe, free, and vntoucht, By any Lady liuing.