Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1635 [licensed for stage, Oct 15] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 483 words
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Alas good Madam, I know 'tis your own cost, I am but your Steward, And would discharge my duty the best way, You have been pleased to hear me, 'tis not for My profit, that I manage your estate, And save expense, but for your honour Madam. How sir, my honour? Though you hear it not Men's tongues are liberal in your character, Since you began to live thus high, I know Your fame is precious to you. I were best Make you my governor; audacious Varlet, How dare you interpose your doting counsel? Mind your affairs with more obedience, Or I shall ease you of an office sir, Must I be limited to please your honour? Or for the vulgar breath confine my pleasures, I will pursue'em in what shapes I fancy, Here, and abroad, my entertainments shall Be oftener, and more rich, who shall control me? I live i'th' strand, whether few Ladies come To live, and purchase, more than fame, I will Be hospitable then, and spare no cost That may engage all generous report To trumpet forth my bounty and my bravery, Till the Court envy, and remove, I'll have My house the Academy of wits, who shall Exalt with rich Sack, and Sturgeon, Write Panegyrics of my feasts, and praise The method of my witty superfluities, The horses shall be taught with frequent waiting Upon my gates, to stop in their career Toward Charing-Cross, spite of the coachman's fury. And not a tilter, but shall strike his plume, When he fails by my window, my Balcony Shall be the courtier's Idol, and more gazed at, Than all the Pageantry at Temple bar, By country Clients. Sure my lady's mad. Take that for your ill manners. Thank you Madam, I would there were less quicksilver in your fingers. There's more than simple honesty in a servant Requir'd to his full duty, none should dare, But with a look, much less a saucy language check at their Mistress pleasure, I'm resolved To pay for some delight, my estate will bear it, I'll rein it shorter when I please. A gentleman Desires to speak with your Ladyship. His name? He says you know him not, he seems to be Of quality. Admit him. Sir with me. Madam I know not, how you may receive This boldness from me, but my fair intents Known, will incline you to be charitable. No doubt sir. He must live obscurely Madam, That hath not heard what virtues you possess, And I a poor admirer of your fame, Am come to kiss your hand. That all your business? Though it were worth much travel, I have more In my ambition. Speak it freely sir. You are a widow. So. And I a Bachelor. You come a-wooing sir, and would perhaps Show me a way to reconcile these two. And bless my stars for such a happiness.
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Alas good Madam, I know tis your owne cost, I am but your Steward, And wod discharge my duty the best way, You have beene pleasd to heare me, tis not for My profit, that I manage your estate, And save expence, but for your honour Madam. How sir, my honour? Though you heare it not Mens tongues are liberall in your character, Since you began to live thus high, I know Your fame is precious to you. I were best Make you my governor; audacious Varlet, How dare you interpose your doting counsell? Mind your affaires with more obedience, Or I shall ease you of an office sir, Must I be limited to please your honour? Or for the vulgar breath confine my pleasures, I will pursue'em in what shapes I fancie, Here, and abroad, my entertainements shall Be oftner, and more rich, who shall controule me? I live i'th strand, whether few Ladies come To live, and purchase, more than fame, I will Be hospitable then, and spare no cost That may engage all generous report To trumpet forth my bounty and my braverie, Till the Court envie, and remove, Ile have My house the Academy of wits, who shall Exalt with rich Sacke, and Sturgeon, Write Panegyricks of my feasts, and praise The method of my wittie superfluities, The horses shall be taught with frequent waiting Vpon my gates, to stop in their careere Toward Charing-crosse, spight of the Coachmans fury. And not a tilter, but shall strike his plume, When he failes by my window, my Balconie Shall be the Courtiers Idoll, and more gaz'd at, Than all the Pageantry at Temple barre, By countrey Clients. Sure my Ladie's mad. Take that for your ill manners. Thanke you Madam, I would there were lesse quicksilver in your fingers. There's more than simple honesty in a servant Requid to his full dutie, none should dare, But with a looke, much lesse a sawcie language Checke at their Mistresse pleasure, I'me resolv'd To pay for some delight, my estate will beare it, Ile reine it shorter when I please. A gentleman Desires to speake with your Ladiship. His name? He saies you know him not, he seemes to be Of qualitie. Admit him. Sir with me. Madam I know not, how you may receive This boldnesse from me, but my faire intents Knowne, will incline you to be charitable. No doubt sir. He must live obscurely Madam, That hath not heard what vertues you possesse, And I a poore admirer of your fame, Am come to kisse your hand. That all your businesse? Though it were worth much travell, I have more In my ambition. Speake it freely sir. You are a widow. So. And I a Bachelor. You come a wooing sir, and would perhaps Shew me a way to reconcile these two. And blesse my starres for such a happinesse.