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 T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 517 words
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My Lord let me obtaine, youle honour m tonight. I was taken by a Turkish Pirate, and detained many years A prisoner in an Island, where I had died his Captive, Had not a worthy Merchant thence redeemed & furnished me, Blessed delivery. To me? from Venture he is very mindful, good, I shall make use of this. Till then conceal me. Excellent stuff, but I must have another Name subscribed. Will you walk Ladies. Your servants wait upon We humbly thank your honour. A brave spark. Spark, he's the very Bonfire of Nobility. My Lord you honour us. And what we want In honourable entertainment, we beseech Our duties may supply in your construction. What needs this ceremony. Thou art welcome too Frank Tryer. I give you thanks, and wish you still more joy sir. we'll show your Lordship a poor Gallery. But where's my new acquaintance? His Nag outstripped the Coaches, he'll be your guest anon, fear not! While they compliment with my Lord, let you and I Change a few words. As many as you please. Then to the purpose Touching your brother, Lady, 'twere tedious to repeat, he has been pleased To think well of me, and to trouble you With the discourse how I have answered it 'twere vain, but thus howe'er he seem to carry it While you were present, I do find him desperate. How! Nay I speak no conjecture, I have more Intelligence than you imagine, you are his sister, And nature binds you to affect his safety, By some convenient Messenger send for him; But as you love his life do not delay it; Alas I shall be sorry, any gentleman Should for my sake take any desperate course. But are you serious? Perhaps good counsel Applied while his despair is green may cure him, If not? You make me wonder. I know the inconsiderate will blame Me for his death, I shall be railed upon And have a thousand cruelties thrown on me, But would you have me promise love and flatter him? I would do much to save his life, I could Show you a paper, that would make you bleed To see his resolution, and what Strange and unimitable ways he has Vowed to pursue, I tremble to think on 'em. There's not a punishment in fiction And Poets write enough of hell, if you Have read their story, but he'll try the worst, Were it not that I fear him every minute. And that all haste were requisite to save him, You should peruse his letter. Letter? since we saw him. Since, I must confess, I wondered, But you in this shall see I have no malice, I pray send for him, as I am a gentlewoman I have pure intention to preserve his life; And cause I see the truth of his affliction, Which may be yours or mine, or anybody's Whose passions are neglected, I will try My best skill to reduce him, here's M. Tryer! He now depends upon your charity, Send for him by the love you bear a brother.
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My Lord let me obtaine, youle honour m To night. I was taken by a Turkish Pirate, and detain'd many yeares A prisoner in an Island, where I had dyed his Captive, Had not a worthy Merchant thence redeemed & furnished me, Blessed delivery. To me? from Venture he is very mindfull, good, I shall make use of this. Till then conceale me. Excellent stuffe, but I must hav another Name subscrib'd. Will you walke Ladies. Your servants waite upon We humbly thanke your honour. A brave sparke. Sparke, he's the vry Bonfie of Nobility. My Lord you honour us. And what we want In honourable entertainement, we bsech Our duties may supply in your construction. What needes this ceremonie. Thou art welcome too Franke Tryer. I give you thankes, and wish you still more joy sir. Weele shew your Lordship a poore Gallery. But where's my new acquaintance? His Nagge outstript the Coaches, Hee'le be your guest anon, feare not! While they complement with my Lord, let you and I Change afew words. As many as you please. Then to the purpose Touching your brother, Lady, Twere tedious to repeate, he has bn plas'd To thinke well of me, and to trouble you With the discourse how I have answered it Twere vaine, but thus how ere he seeme to carry it While you were present, I doe finde him desperate. How! Nay I speake no conjecture, I have more Intelligence than you imagine, you are his sister, And nature binds you to affect his safety, By some convenient Messenger send for him; But as you love his life doe not delay it; Alas I shall be sorry, any gentleman Should for my sake take any desparat course. But are you serious? Perhaps good counsell Applyed while his despaire is gren may cure him, If not? You mak m wonder. I know the inconsiderate will blam Me for his death, I shall be rail'd upon And have a thousand cruelties throwne on me, But would you have me promise love and flatter him? I would doe much to save his life, I could Shew you a paper, that would make you bled To see his resolution, and what Strange and unimitable wayes he has Vow'd to pursue, I tremble to thinke on em. There's not a punishment in fiction And Poets write euough of hell, if you Have read their story, but heele try the worst, Were it not that I feare him every minute. And that all haste were requisite to save him, Yo should peruse his letter. Letter! since we saw him▪ Since, I must confesse, I wondred, But you in this shall see I have no malice, I pray send for him, as I am a gentlewoman I have pure intention to preserve his life; And cause I see the truth of his affliction, Which may be yours or mine, or any bodies Whose passions are neglected, I will try My best skill to reduce him, here's M. Tryer! He now depends upon your charity, Send for him by the love you beare a brother.