Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1635 [licensed for stage, Oct 15] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T26 Devils, hell and fiends typicality 0.77 · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T26: devil, hell, devils, sure, soul, fiend, sr, wife, lord, men.
But would you venture Upon a devil? I for means. How black An impudence is this? But are you sure It was the devil you enjoyed. Say nothing, I did the best to please her, but as sure As you live, 'twas a hellcat. d'ye not quake? I found myself the very same in i'th' morning, Where two of her familiars had left me. My Lord is come to visit you. No words, As you respect my safety, I ha' told tales Out of the devil's school, if it be known I lose a friend, 'tis now about the time I promised her to meet again, at my Return I'll tell you wonders, not a word. 'tis a false glass, sure I am more deformed, What have I done, my soul is miserable. I sent you a letter Madam. You expressed Your noble care of me my Lord. Your Lordship Does me an honour. Madam I am glad To see you here, I meant to have kissed your hand Ere my return to Court. Sir Thomas has Prevailed to bring me to his trouble hither. You do him grace. Why what's the matter Madam? Your eyes are tuning Lachrimae. As you Do hope for heaven withdraw, and give me but The patience of ten minutes. Wonderful! I won't hear you above that proportion, She talks of heaven, come, where must we to counsel? You shall conclude me when you please. I follow. What alteration is this? I that so late Stood the temptation of her eye, and voice, Boasted a heart, 'bove all licentious flame, At second view turn renegade, and think I was too superstitious, and full Of phlegm not to reward her amorous Courtship With manly freedom. I obey you sir. I'll wait upon your Lordship presently. She could not want a cunning to seem honest When I neglected her, I am resolved, You still look pleasant Madam. I have cause My Lord, the rather for your presence, which Hath power to charm all trouble in my thoughts. I must translate that compliment and owe All that is cheerful in myself to these All quickening smiles, and rather than such bright Eyes should repent their influence upon me, I would release the aspects, and quit the bounty Of all the other stars; Did you not think me A strange and melancholy gentleman To use you so unkindly. Me my Lord? I hope you made no loud complaint, I would not Be tried by a Jury of Ladies. For what my Lord? I did not meet that noble entertainment, You were late pleased to show me. I observed No such defect in your Lordship, but a brave And noble fortitude. A noble folly I bring repentance for't, I know you have Madam a gentle faith, and won't ruin What you have built to honour you. What's that? If you can love I'll tell your Ladyship.
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Length
486 words · 620 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T26 — Devils, hell and fiendscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.775 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T23 · seed 44: T23 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
But would you venter Vpon a devill? I for meanes. How blacke An impudence is this? But are you sure It was the devill you enjoy'd. Say nothing, I did the best to please her, but as sure As you live, twas a Helcat. De'e not quake? I found my selfe the very same in i'th morning, Where two of her familiars had left me. My Lord is come to visite you. No words, As you respect my safety, I ha told tales Out of the devills schoole, if it be knowne I lose a friend, tis now about the time I promis'd her to meete agen, at my Returne Ile tell you wonders, not a word. Tis a false glasse, sure I am more deform'd, What have I done, my soule is miserable. I sent you a letter Madam. You exprest Your noble care of me my Lord. Your Lordship Does me an honour. Madam I am glad To see you here, I meant to have kist your hand Ere my returne to Court. Sir Thomas has Prevaild to bring me to his trouble hither. You doe him grace. Why whats the matter Madam? Your eyes are tuning Lachrimae. As you Doe hope for heaven withdraw, and give me but The patience of ten minutes. Wonderfull! I wonot heare you above that proportion, Shee talkes of heaven, come, where must we to counsell? You shall conclude me when you please. I follow. What alteration is this? I that so late Stood the temptation of her eye, and voyce, Boasted a heart, 'bove all licentious flame, At second veiw turne renegade, and thinke I was too superstitious, and full Of phlegme not to reward her amorous Courtship With manly freedome. I obey you sir. Ile waite upon your Lordship presently. She could not want a cunning to seeme honest When I neglected her, I am resolv'd, You still looke pleasant Madam. I have cause My Lord, the rather for your presence, which Hath power to charme all trouble in my thoughts. I must translate that complement and owe All that is cheerefull in my selfe to these All quickning smiles, and rather than such bright Eyes should repent their influence upon me, I would release the aspects, and quit the bountie Of all the other starres; Did you not thinke me A strange and melancholy gentleman To use you so unkindly. Me my Lord? I hope you made no loude complaint, I wod not Be tride by a Jury of Ladies. For what my Lord? I did not meete that noble entertainment, You were late pleasd to shew me. I observd No such defect in your Lorship, but a brave And noble fortitude. A noble folly I bring repentance fort, I know you have Madam a gentle faith, and wonot ruine What you have built to honour you. Whats that? If you can love ile tell your Ladiship.