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 T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 481 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Why thus He that shall marry her of us two, As one of us must speed, shall enter Bond At's marriage, to give the other a thousand pound, This composition may be allowed and sealed to, If you consider, something will be requisite, For them, that go without the maidenhead, Debts and devices will grow due, and Sack Will not be unnecessary, to forget her health in, What think you on't? and whoe'er obtains the Lady Will have no cause to grumble at this motion, Is not this equal and a certainty for both? Let the Articles be drawn, 'tis a safe bargain, here's my hand to't. A match, the writings, Will quickly be prepared, for things must carry Formality and law, we do but talk else, Va With all my heart, subscribe tonight, who's this? 'tis Confident. My two ingenious sparks, my Landed wits, And therefore more miraculous, what makes Your looks exalted, as if Venus were Propitious now? Thart right we are in love. I knew't, I read thy Character in your brow, I see the desperate Archer in each eye, Prepared with golden Shafts to wound your mistresses, Their hearts must bleed, no destiny will help it, You two are Cupids darlings, and he's bound To bring you all the Ladies you can wish for, Humble and suppliant for the Game. Dost think we shall prevail then? Have I ambition To be your honourer, and o'th' nuptial night Light up my epithalamy, to inflame Your bosoms, and instruct your wanton limbs The activity of love beyond fierce Aretine. But dost hear! we are both suitors to one Lady; Which dost think shall carry her? To the same Lady! Thou knowest her, Jacintha, Lady Peregrine's sister. The glory of her sex, you've placed your thoughts, With a discreet ambition. Who shall have her dost think? Speak thy opinion. You, sir. shall I? Can you appear doubtful? Be not so much ingrate to nature's bounty, Each part about you in silent oratory May plead tooth Queen of Love, you've to much excellence, Were all your other graces worn in Clouds, That eye, that very eye, would charm a Lucrece, And by the golden unresisted Chains Draw up her soul, and melt it in your bosom, Your presence is a volume of enchantments, But move, and every beauty falls before you, But if you speak, which needs not to obtain, You give a louder notice to the World, Then when you list, you conquer, and create One accent of your tongue, able to make A Niobe return from her cold Marble, And spring more soft and active than the Air To court your amorous breath. Hum. more, if thou lov'st me, we are upon A composition, he that wins the Lady Shall give the other a thousand pound: If you make him confident to be preferred, he'll never sign toth' Covenant.
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Why thus Hee that shall marry her of us two, As one of us must speed, shall enter Bond At's marriage, to give the other a thousand pound, This composition may be allowed and sealed to, If you consider, something will be requisite, For them, that goe without the maiden-head, Debts and devises will grow due, and Sacke Will not be unnecessary, to forget her health in, What thinke you on't? and who e're obtaines the Lady Will have no cause to grumble at this motion, Is not this equall and a certainety for both? Let the Articles be drawne, 'tis a safe bargaine, Hee's my hand too't. A match, the writings, Will quickly bee prepared, for things must carry Formality and law, we doe but talke else, Va Withall my hart, subscribe to night, who's this? Tis Confident. My two ingenious sparkes, my Landed witts, And therefore more miraculous, what makes Your lookes exalted, as if Venus were Propitious now? Thart right we are in love. I knew't, I read thy Caracter in your brow, I see the desperate Archer in each eye, Prepar'd with golden Shafts to wound your mistresses, Their harts must bleed, no destiny will helpe it, You two are Cupids darlings, and hee's bound To bring you all the Ladies you can wish for, Humble and suppliant for the Game. Dost thinke wee shall prevaile then? Have I ambition To be your honorer, and o'th nuptiall night Light up my epihalamy, to inflame Your bosomes, and instruct your wanton limbes The activitie of love beyond fierce Aretine. But dost heare! we are both suters to one Lady; Which dost thinke shall carry her? To the same Lady! Thou knowest her, Jacintha, Lady Peregrines sister. The glory of her sex, yau'e plac'd your thoughts, With a discreete ambition. Who shall have her dost thinke? Speake thy opinion. You, sir. shall I? Can you appeare doubtfull? Be not so much ingrate to natures bountie, Each part about you in silent oratorie May plead toth Queene of Love, yau'e to much excellence, Were all your other graces worne in Clouds, That eye, that very eye, would charme a Lucrece, And by the golden unresisted Chaines Draw up her soule, and melt it in your bosome, Your presence is a volume of inchantements, But move, and every beauty falls before you, But if you speake, which needs not to obtaine, You give a louder notice to the World, Then when you list, you conquer, and create One accent of your tongue, able to make A Nyobe returne from her cold Marble, And spring more soft and active then the Aire To court your amorous breath. Hum no more, if thou loust me, we are upon A composition, hee that winnes the Lady Shall give the other a thousand pound: If you make him confident to bee preferrd, Hee'le never signe to'th' Covenant.