Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Apr 20] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T32 Rings and jewels as tokens typicality 0.85 · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
'tis done discreetly, Cover the nakedness of your tool I pray. Why look you Sir. If you bestow this Council Out of your love, I thank you; yet there is No great necessity, why you should be at The cost of so much breath, thing's well considered. A Lady's love is mortal, I know that, And if a thousand men should love a woman The dice must carry her, but one of all Can wear the Garland. Now you come to him. For my own part, I loved the Lady well, But you must pardon me, If I demonstrate There's no such thing as you pretend, and therefore In quittance of your loving, honest Council, I would not have you build an airy Castle, Her Stars have pointed her another way, This instrument will take her height. Ha. And you may guess what cause you have to triumph, I would not tell you this, but that I love you, And hope you will not run yourself into The cure of Bedlam, he that wears this favour Hath sense to apprehend. That Diamond. Observe it perfectly, there are no trophies Of vanquished love, I take it, coming toward you, It will be less affront, than to expect Till the last minute, and behold the victory Another's. That Ring I gave her. Ha, ha, ha! This was his gift to her, ha, ha, ha! Have patience spleen, ha, ha! The scene is changed! She won't use me thus, she did receive it With all the circumstance of love. I pity him, my eyes run over, dost hear, I cannot choose but laugh, and yet I pity thee. She has a jeering wit, and I shall love her More heartily for this. What dost think? Poor Gentleman how he has fooled himself. I'll to her again. Nay, be not passionate! A faith thou wert too confident, I knew It could not hold, dost think I'd say so much else? I can tell thee more, but lose her memory. Were it more rich Then that which Cleopatra gave to Anthony, With scorn I would return it. She give you this Chain? She shall be hanged in chains, ere I will keep it. Stay, stay, let my eye Examine that— this Chain— Who would trust woman after this? The very same She took of me, when I received this Diamond. Ha ha! you do but jest, she won't fool You of'is fashion, look a little better, one may be like another. 'tis the same. Ha, ha, I would it were, that we might laugh At one another, by this hand I will Forgive her, prithee tell me— ha, ha, You will carry her From Ioue himself, though he should practise all His shapes to court her. By this Pearl, o Rogue! How I do love her for't, be not dejected; A Lady's love is mortal, one of all Must wear the Garland, do not fool yourself Beyond the cure of Bedlam.
nodes 160–230 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 3 of 32 in this edition
Length
496 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T32 — Rings and jewels as tokenscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.851 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 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)
Tis done discreetly, Cover the nakednesse of your toole I pray. Why looke you Sir. If you bestow this Councell Out of your love, I thanke you; yet there is No great necessitie, why you should be at The cost of so much breath, thing's well considered. A Ladies love is mortall, I know that, And if a thousand men should love a woman The dice must carry her, but one of all Can weare the Garland. Now you come to him. For my owne part, I lov'd the Lady wel, But you must pardon me, If I demonstrate There's no such thing as you pretend, and therefore In quittance of your loving, honest Councell, I would not have you build an ayry Castle, Her Starres have pointed her another way, This instrument will take her height. Ha. And you may guesse what cause you have to triumph, I would not tell you this, but that I love you, And hope you will not runne your selfe into The cure of Bedlam, hee that weares this favour Hath sence to apprehend. That Diamond. Observe it perfectly, there are no trophies Of vanquisht love, I take it, comming toward you, It will be lesse affront, then to expect Till the last minute, and behold the victory Anothers. That Ring I gave her. Ha, ha, ha! This was his gift to her, ha, ha, ha! Have patience spleene, ha, ha! The scene is chang'd! She wonot use me thus, she did receive it With all the circumstance of love. I pitty him, my eyes runne ore, dost heare, I cannot choose but laugh, and yet I pitty thee. She has a Ieering wit, and I shall love her More heartily for this. What dost thinke? Poore Gentleman how he has foold himselfe. Ile to her againe. Nay, be not passionate! A faith thou wert too confident, I knew It could not hold, dost thinke Ide say so much else? I can tell thee more, but lose her memorie. Were it more rich Then that which Cleopatra gave to Anthony, With scorne I would returne it. She give you this Chaine? She shall be hang'd in chaines, ere I will keepe it. Stay, stay, let my eye Examine that—this Chaine— Who would trust woman after this? The very same She tooke of me, when I receiv'd this Diamond. Ha ha! you doe but iest, she wonot foole You o'this fashion, looke a little better, one may be like another. Tis the same. Ha, ha, I would it were, that we might laugh At one another, by this hand I will Forgive her, prethee tell me—ha, ha, ha! You will carry her From Ioue himselfe, though he should practise all His shapes to court her. By this Pearle, o Rogue! How I doe love her fort, be not dejected; A Ladies love is mortall, one of all Must weare the Garland, do not foole your selfe Beyond the cure of Bedlam.