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 T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Embrace? she has had no teeth This twenty years, and the next violent cough Brings up her tongue, it cannot possibly Be sound at root, I do not think but one Strong sneeze upon her, and well meant would make Her quarters fall away, one kick would blow Her up like gunpowder, and lose all her limbs; She is so cold, an Incubus would not heat her, Her phlegm would quench a furnace, and her breath Would damp a musket bullet. Have you sir Considered. What? My proposition, Canst love? I could have done, whom do you mean? I know you are pleased, but to make sport. Thou art not So dull of soul as thou appearest. This is. But some device, my granam has some trick in't: Yes I can love. But canst thou affect me. Although to reverence so grave a matron Were an ambitious word in me, yet since You give me boldness, I do love you. Then Thou art my own. Has she no cloven foot? And I am thine, and all that I command Thy servants, from this minute thou are happy, And fate in thee will crown all my desires. I grieved a proper man should be compelled To bring his body to the common market, My wealth shall make thee glorious, and the more To encourage thee, howe'er this form may fright Thy youthful eyes, yet thou wilt find by light Of thy own sense, for other light is banished My chamber, when our arms tie lovers knots, And kisses seal the welcome of our lips, I shall not there affright thee, nor seem old, With riveled veins, my skin is smooth and soft As Ermines, with a spirit to meet thine, Active and equal to the queen of Love's When she did court Adonis. This doth more Confirm she is a devil, and I am Within his own dominions, I must on, Or else be torn a pieces, I have heard These Succubi must not be crossed. We trifle Too precious time away, I'll show you a prospect Of the next chamber, and then out the candle. Have you no sack i'th' house, I would go armed Upon this breach. It sha'not need. One word Mother, have not you been a Cat in your days? I am glad you are so merry sir, you observe That bed. A very brave one. When you are Disrobed, you can come thither in the dark, You sha'not stay for me, come as you wish For happiness. I am preferred, if I Be modest and obey, she cannot have The heart to do me harm, and she were Hecate Herself, I will have a strong faith, and think, I march upon a Mistress, the less evil, If I scape fire now, I defy the devil. And how d'ee like me now? Most excellent. Your opinion Mr. Littlewor. Your French tailor Has made you a perfect gentleman, I may Converse now with you, and preserve my credit, d'ye find no alteration in your body With these new clothes?
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Embrace? she has had no teeth This twenty yeares, and the next violent cough Brings up her tongue, it cannot possibly Be sound at root, I doe not thinke but one Strong sneeze upon her, and well mean't would make Her quartrs fall away, one kicke would blow Her up like gunpowder, and loose all her limbs; She is so cold, an Incubus wod not heate her, Her phlegme would quench a furnace, and her breath Would dampe a musket bullet. Have you sir Considerd. What? My proposition, Canst love? I could have done, whom doe you meane? I know you are pleas'd, but to make sport. Thou art not So dull of soule as thou appearst. This is. But some device, my granam has some tricke in't: Yes I can love. But canst thou affect me. Although to reverence so grave a matron Were an ambitious word in me, yet since You give me boldnesse, I doe love you. Then Thou art my owne. Has she no cloven foote? And I am thine, and all that I command Thy servants, from this minute thou are happy, And fate in thee will crowne all my desires. I griev'd a proper man should be compeld To bring his body to the common market, My wealth shall make thee glorious, and the more To encourage thee, how er this forme may fright Thy youthfull eyes, yet thou wo't find by light Of thy owne sense, for other light is banish'd My chamber, when our armes tie lovers knots, And kisses seale the welcome of our lippes, I shall not there afright thee, nor seeme old, With riveld veines, my skin is smooth and softe As Ermines, with a spirit to meete thine, Active and equall to the queene of Loves When she did court Adonis. This doth more Confirme she is a devill, and I am Within his owne dominions, I must on, Or else be torne a pces, I have heard These Sucubi must not be crost. We trifle Too precious time away, Ile shew you a prospect Of the next chamber, and then out the candle. Have you no sacke i'th house, I would goe arm'd Vpon this breach. It shanot need. One word Mother, have not you beene a Cat in your dayes? I am glad you are so merry sir, you observe That bed. A very brave one. When you are Disrob'd, you can come thither in the darke, You shanot stay for me, come as you wish For happinesse. I am preferd, if I Be modest and obey, she cannot have The heart to doe me harme, and she were Hecate Herselfe, I will have a strong faith, and thinke, I march upon a Mistris, the lesse evill, If I scape fire now, I defie the devill. And how dee like me now? Most excellent. Your opinion Mr. Littlewor. Your French tailor Has made you a perfect gentleman, I may Converse now with you, and preserve my credit, De'e find no alteration in your body With these new clothes?