Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1634 [licensed for stage, Jun 24] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
I'll hear no more. You have a stayned soul. I do love this Lady, As Gentlemen now call love, and that extremely. she is all nun's flesh about her, but has the Divell No trick to thaw her chastity? I must have Some way to enjoy her body for my credit, The world takes notice I have courted her, And if I mount her not, I lose my honour. So, so, now we are furnished. Our acts and deeds are to show for't. Sigillatum et deliberatum in praesentia notarij. Publici. I thank you Gentlemen. In the presence of the notorious Publican. But d'ee hear, who shall pay back the money? What money? The money we ha' taken up to go a-wooing to This Kickshaw. Share and share like, however, the security Is good, and the Scrivener satisfied. I have a great mind— To pay it all, shalt have my voice. Upon condition the Lady would seal to Covenants, you should find me reasonable. For that we must take our fates, one of Us is sure to carry her against the World. He that has least wit, has five hundred Pound a year, if that, good clothes, and a Handsome man with appurtenances, cannot Tempt an elder sister, would she were sent To a Nunnery, let's lose no time, but advance to her instantly, Stay I have it, and no unhappy invention, A device, if the worst come to the worst, You will thank me sort. What is't? Mercury himself be the Doctor Midwife, and Deliver thee. The gentlewoman we aim at, has a great Estate, a fortune for a Lord. All this I know. She has many Suitors, So much the worse, proceed. But none in grace, makes herself merry with'em, And jeers'em mainly, cannot love. What comfort is this for us? Now I come to't, we two do love this Lady, No matter for that, toth' point we come a-wooing to her. 'tis not possible we should both draw the prize, but one can be Her husband. Of us two, right. And yet in our particular, there's none of us can say, he shall prevail, And be the man, the man, that must be Lord Of the estate, justle the noblemen. And domineer. What of all this? Now mark me, He that shall conquer this Virginian Island And write himself Lord of the Golden-mines, Will have a very fine time on't. Very likely, what's the conclusion? Nay tell me first, what will Become of him that must Sit down with a willow Garland, that has sealed For a thousand pound; with what dear appetite Shall he discharge the Scrivener? One on's must lose, unless we could divide her. Then I have thought a way to make us both Gainers, in some proportion. That were a trick worth our learning. Play your Cards wisely, and 'tis done. As how prithee?
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I'le heare no more. You have a stayned soule. I doe love this Ladie, As Gentlemen now call love, and that extremelie. Shee is all nunns flesh about her, but has the Divell No tricke to thaw her chastitie? I must have Some way to enjoy her body for my credit, The world takes notice I have courted her, And if I mount her not, I loose my honour. So, so, now wee are furnish'd. Our acts and deeds are to shew for't. Sigillatum et deliberatum in praesentia not ari. Publici. I thanke you Gentlemen. In the presence of the notorious Publican. But dee heare, who shall pay backe the monie? VVhat mony? The mony wee ha taken up to goe a wooing to This Kick-shaw. Share and share like, how ever, the securitie Is good, and the Scrivener satisfied. I have great minde— To pay it all, shat have my voyce. Vpon condition the Lady would seale to Covenants, you should finde me reasonable. For that we must take our fates, one of Vs is sure to carry her against the World. He that has least wit, has five hundred Pound a yeere, if that, good clothes, and a Handsome man with appurtenances, cannot Tempt an elder sister, would shee were sent To a Nunnery, lets loose noe time, but advance to her instantlie, Stay I have it, and no unhappy invention, A divice, if the worst come to the worst, You will thanke mee sort. What ist? Mercury himselfe be the Doctor Mid-wife, and Deliver thee. The gentlewoman we aime at, has a great Estate, a fortune for a Lord. All this I know. She has many Sutors, So much the worse, proceed. But none in grace, makes her selfe merry with'em, And jeeres'em mainlie, cannot love. What comfort is this for us? Now I come too't, wee two doe love this Lady, No matter for that, toth'poynt Wee come a wooing to her. Tis not possible Wee should both draw the prise, but one can bee Her husband. Of us two, right. And yet in our particular, Ther's none of us can say, he shall prevaile, And be the man, the man, that must be Lord Of the estate, justle the noble-Men. And domineere. What of all this? Now marke mee, He that shall conquer this Virginian Iland And write himselfe Lord of the Golden-mines, Will have a very fine time on't. Very likelie, what's the conclusion? Nay tell me first, what will Become of him that must Sit downe with a willow Garland, that has seal'd For a thousand pounde; with what deare appetite Shall hee discharge the Scrivener? One on's must loose, unlesse we could devide her. Then I have thought a way to make us both Gayners, in some proportion. That were a tricke worth our learning. Play your Cards wisely, and 'tis done. As how prethy?