Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Hyde Park · chunk 32 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 T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 483 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.

Room for the melancholy wight, Some do call him willow Knight, Who this pains hath under taken, To find out lovers are forsaken, Whose heads, because out little witted, Shall with Garlands straight be fitted. Speak who are tossed on Cupid's Billows, And receive the Crown of willows, This way, that way, round about, Keep your heads from breaking out. This is excellent, nay nay Gentlemen You must obey the Ceremony. He took measure of my head. And mine. It must be my fate too. Now we beth: And if you please to try, I do not think But this would sit you excellently. Mine! What does he mean? I prithee Master Lacy try for once, Nay he, he has some conceit. For thy sake I'll do any thing, what now? Y'are now a Mess of willow gentlemen, And now my Lord I'll presume to bid you welcome, Is not this the gentleman made you dance. My new acquaintance, where's thy beard? I left it at the Barbers, it grew rank, And he has reaped it. Here, take thy toy again. It sha'not need. You tell me wonders Lady; is this gentleman Your Husband? Ca. How her husband my Lord? Yes indeed Lady, if you please you may Call me your kinsman, seven year and misfortune, I confess, had much disguised me, but I was And by degrees may prove again her husband. After a tedious absence, supposed Arrived to make me happy. This is rate! My Lord and Gentlemen, Y'are no less welcome than before, M. Lacy droop not. This turn was above all expectation And full of wonder, I congratulate Your mutual happiness. All of a brotherhood. M. Bonavent, a my Conscience 'tis he! Did fortune owe me this? A thousand welcomes. Equal joys to thee, and Master Fairfield. Nay then you but obey the ceremony. I was not ripe for such a blessing, take her, And with an honest heart I wish you joys, Welcome to life again, I see a providence In this, and I obey it. In such good company 'twould never grieve A man to wear the willow. You have but changed Your host, whose heart proclaims a general welcome. He was discovered to me in the Park, Though I concealed it. Every circumstance Of my absence, after supper we'll discourse of, I will not doubt your Lordship means to honour us. I'll be your guest, and drink a jovial health To your new marriage, and the joys of your Expected Bride, here after you may do As much for me, fair Lady will you write Me in your thoughts, if I desire to be A servant to your virtue, will you not Frown on me then? Never in Noble ways; No virgin shall more honour you. By thy cure I am now myself, yet dare call nothing mine, Till I be perfect blessed in being thine.
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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 2298–2373 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 32 of 32 in this edition
Length483 words · 634 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T28 — Marriage-making: weddings, brides and matches at 0.784
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)
Roome for the melancholy wight, Some doe call him willow Knight, Who this paines hath under taken, To finde out lovers are forsaken, Whose heads, because out little witted, Shall with Garlands straight be fitted. Speake who are tost on Cupids Billowes, And receive the Crowne of willowes, This way, that way, round about, Keepe your heads from breaking out. This is excellent, nay nay Gentlemen You must obey the Ceremony. He tooke measure of my head. And mine. It must be my fate too. Now we beth: And if you please to try, I doe not thinke But this would sit you excellently. Mine! What does he meane? I prethee Master Lacy try for once, Nay he, he has some conceipt. For thy sake Ile doe any thing, what now? Y'are now a Messe of willow gentlemen, And now my Lord Ile presume to bid you welcome, Is not this the gentleman made you dance. My new acquantance, where's thy beard? I left it at the Barbers, it grew rancke, And he has reap'd it. Here, take thy toy agen. It shannot neede. You tell me wonders Lady; is this gentleman Your Husband? Ca. How her husband my Lord? Yes indeed Lady, if you please you may Call me your kinsman, seaven yeare and misfortune, I confesse, had much disguis'd me, but I was And by degrees her husband. After a tedious Arriv'd to make me happy. This is rate! My Lord and Gentlemen, Y'are no lesse welcome than before, M. Lacy droope not. This turne was above all expectation And full of wonder, I congratulate Your happinesse. All of a brotherhood. M. Bonavent, a my Conscience tis he! Did fortune owe me this? A thousand welcomes. Equall joyes to thee, and Master Fairefield. Nay then you but obey the cremony. I was not ripe for such a blessing, take her, And with an honest heart I wish you joyes, Welcome to life agen, I see a providence In this, and I obey it. In such good company twould never grieve A man to weare the willow. You have but chang'd Your host, whose heart proclaimes a generall welcome. He was discovered to me in the Parke, Though I conceal'd it. Every circumstance Of my absence, after supper weele discoutse of, I will not doubt your Lordship meanes to honour us. Ile be your guest, and drinke a joviall health To your new marriage, and the joyes of your Expected Bride, hr after you may do As much for me, faire Lady will you write Me in your thoughts, if I desire to be A servant to your vertue, will you not Frowne on me then? Never in Noble waies; No virgin shall more honour you. By thy cure I am now my selfe, yet dare call nothing mine, Till I be perfect blest in being thine.