Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Hyde Park · chunk 13 of 32

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 · 511 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.

Why then I swear— stay You sha'not ask me before company How old I am, a question most untoothsome, I know not what to say more, I'll not be Bound from spring garden, and the Sparagus. I won't have my tongue tyde up, when Iv'e a mind to jeer my suitors, among which Your worship shall not doubt to be remembered, For I must have my humour, I am sick else; I will not be compelled to hear your sonnets, A thing before, I thought to advise you of, Your words of hard concoction rude Poetry Have much impaired my health, try sense another while And calculate some prose according to The elevation of our pole at London, As says the learned Almanac— but come on And speak your mind, I ha' done, I know not what More to except, if it be none of these And as you say feasible on my part, I swear. By what. For once a kiss, it may be a parting blow, By that I will perform what you desire. In few words thus receive it, by that oath I bind you, never to desire my company Hereafter, for no reason to affect me, This I am sure was none of your exceptions. What has the man said? 'tis clear, I am confident To your understanding. You have made me swear That I must never love you, nor desire Your company. I know you will not violate, What you have sworn, so all good thoughts possess you. Was all this circumstance for this? I never Found any inclination to trouble him With too much love, why should he bind me from it, And make me swear, an oath that for the present, I had no affection to him, had been reasonable, But for the time to come, never to love, For any cause or reason, that may move m Hereafter, very strange, I know not what to think on't, Although I never meant, to think well on him, Yet to be limited, and be prescribed, I must not do it? 'twas a poor trick in him, But I'll go practise something to forget it. Lady y'are welcome to the spring, the Park Looks fresher to salute you, how the birds On every tree sing; with more cheerfulness At your access, as if they prophesied Nature would die, and resign her providence To you, fit only to succeed her. You express A Master of all Compliment, I have Nothing but plain humility, my Lord To answer you. But i'll speak our own English, Hang these affected strains, which we sometimes practice, to please the curiosity Of talking Ladies, by this lip thouart welcome, I'll swear a hundred oaths upon that book, An't please you. They are at it. You shall not need my Lord, I'm not incredulous. I do believe your honour, and dare trust For more than this. I won't breaken my credit With any Lady that dares trust me. She had a cruel heart, that would not venture Upon the engagement of your honour.
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PlayHyde Park
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1637
First performance / composition (Annals)1632 [licensed for stage, Apr 20]
First performance (BritDrama)1632 [Apr]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1050 · TCP A12140 · DEEP 870
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 887–957 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 13 of 32 in this edition
Length511 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.778
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)
Why then I sweare—stay You shannot aske me before company How old I am, a question most untoothsome, I know not what to say more, Ile not be Bound from spring garden, and the Sparagus. I wo'not have my tongue tyde up, when Iv'e a minde to jeere my suitors, among which Your worship shall not doubt to be rmmbrd, For I must have my humor, I am sicke else; I will not be compeld to heare your sonnets, A thing before, I thought to advise you of, Your words of hard concoction rude Poetry Have much impayred my health, try sence another while And calculate some prose according to The elevation of our pole at London, As sayes the learned Almanacke—but com on And speake your minde, I ha done, I know not what More to except, if it be none of these And as you say feazable on my part, I sweare. By what. For once a kisse, it may be a parting blow, By that I will performe what you desire. In few words thus receive it, by that oath I binde you, never to desire my company Hereafter, for no reason to affect me, This I am sure was none of your exceptions. What has the man sayd? Tis cleere, I am confident To your understanding. You have made me sweare That I must never love you, nor desire Your company. I know you will not violate, What you have sworne, so all good thoughts possesse you. Was all this circumstance for this? I never Found any inclination to trouble him With too much love, why should he binde me from it, And make me sweare, an oath that for the present, I had no affection to him, had beene reasonable, But for the time to come, never to love, For any cause or reason, that may move m Hereafter, very strange, I know not what to thinke on't, Although I never meant, to thinke well on him, Yet to be limitted, and be prescrib'd, I must not do it? twas a poore tricke in him, But Ile goe practise something to forget it. Lady y'are welcome to the spring, the Parke Lookes fresher to salute you, how the birds On every tree sing; with more cheerefullnesse At your accesse, as if they prophecyed Nature would dye, and resigne her providence To you, fit onely to succeede her. You expresse A Master of all Complement, I have Nothing but plaine humilitie, my Lord To answere you. But ile speake our owne English, Hang these affected straines, which we sometims Practise, to please the curiosity Of talking Ladyes, by this lippe th'art welcome, Ile sweare a hundred oathes upon that booke, An't please you. They are at it. You shall not need my Lord, I'm not incredulous. I doe beleeve your honour, and dare trust For more than this. I wonot breakē my credit With any Lady that dares trust me. She had a cruell heart, that would not ventur Vpon the ingagement of your honour.