Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Apr 20] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 509 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Why, did you ever think, I could affect Of all men living such a thing as you are. What hope, or what encouragement did I give you Because I took your Diamond, must you presently Bound like a stoned horse. she's a very Colt! 'cause you can put your hat of like a dancer, And make a better leg, than you were borne to, For to say truth your calf is well amended, Must this so overtake me, that I must straight fall in love wi' ye, one step to Church, Another into the Sheets, more to a bargain Y'are wide a bow, and some thing over shot. Then this is all that I must trust to, you Will never ha' me? In my right mind, I think so; Why, prithee tell me what I should do with thee? Can you find nothing to do with me! To find any Monkey spiders, were an office Perhaps you would not execute! Y'are a gipsy! And none of the twelve Sibills in a Tavern, Have such a tanned complexion, there be Dogs And Horses in the world. They'll keep you company! Tell me of Spiders? I'll wring your monkey's neck off. And then puzzle Your brain to make an Elegy, which shallbe sung To the tune of the devil and the baker, good! You have a pretty ambling wit in Summer, D'ee let out, or keep for your own Riding, who holds your stirrup, while you jump Into a jest, to the endangering Of your ingenious quodlibets. Come thou'st said enough. To him, you would have some. Some testimony of your love, if it please you. Indeed I have heard you are a precious gentleman, And in your younger, could play at trap well. Fare you well gentlewoman, by this light a devil, I'll follow my old game of horse-racing. I could tear her Ruff! I would thou wert A Whore than i'd be revenged, and bring the Prentices To arraign thee on Shrove-Tuesday, a pox upon you. A third man, a third man, two fair gamesters. For shame let's go! Will you stay gentleman; you ha' no more wit, To venture, keep your heads warm in any case, There may be dregs in the bottom o'th' brain pan, Which may turn to somewhat in seven years, and set You up again, now Sir. Lady I am come to you. It does appear so. To take my leave. 'tis granted Sir god buy. But you must stay and hear a little more, I promise not to trouble you with Courtship, I am as weary as you can be displeased withot. On these conditions, I would have the patience To hear the brazen head speak. Whether, or how I purpose to dispose myself hereafter, as I know you have No purpose to inquire, I have no great Ambition to discourse, but how I have Studied your fair opinion, I remit To time, and come now only to request That you would grant, in lieu of my true service One boon at parting.
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Why, did you ever thinke, I could affect Of all men living such a thing as you are. What hope, or what encouragement did I give you Because I tooke your Diamond, must you presently Bound like a ston'd horse. Shee's a very Colt! Cause you can put your hat of like a dancr, And make a better legge, then you were borne to, For to say truth your calfe is well amended, Must this so overtake me, that I must Strait fall in love w'e yee, one step to Church, Another into the Sheets, more to a bargaine Y'are wide a bow, and some thing over shot. Thn this is all that I must trust to, you Will never ha me? In my right minde, I thinke so Why, prethee tell me what I should do with thee? Can you finde nothing to do with me! To finde any Monkey spiders, were an office Perhappes you would not execute! Y'are a gipsy! And none of the twelue Sibills in a Tarverne, Have such a tand complexion, there be Dogges And Horses in the world. They'le kepe you company! Tell me of Spiders? Ile wring your Monkeys necke off. And then puzzle Your braine to make an Elegie, which shalb sung To the tune of the devill and the baker, good! You have a pretty ambling wit in Summer, Dee let out, or keepe for your own Riding, who holdes your stirrop, while you jump Into a jest, to the endangering Of your ingenious quodlibets. Come tha'st said enough. To him, you would have som. Some testimony of your love, if it please you. Indeed I have heard you are a pretious gentleman, And in your younger, could play at trap well. Fare you well gentlewoman, by this light a devill, Ile follow my old game of horse-rasing. I could teare her Ruffe! I wo'd thou wort A Whore then ide be reveng'd, and bring the Prentices To arraigne thee on Shrovetuesday, a pox upon you. A third man, a third man, two faire gamesters. For shame lets goe! Will you stay gentleman; you ha no more wit, To venter, keepe your heads warme in any case, There may be dregges in the bottome othe braine pan, Which may turne to somewhat in seven yeares, and set You up againe, now Sir. Lady I am come to you. It does appeare so. To take my leave. Tis granted Sir god buy. But you must stay and heare a little more, I promise not to trouble you with Courtship, I am as weary as you can b displeased woot. On these conditions, I would have the patinc To heare the brasen head speake. Whether, or how I purpose to dispose My selfe hereafter, as I know you have No purpose to enquire, I have no great Ambition to discourse, but how I have Studied your faire opinion, I remit To time, and come now only to request That you would grant, in lew of my true service One boone at parting.