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 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
He has professed his soul was mine, I'll try him for his body in this action. Yet he that is not honest, dares not fight sure. My honourable Lord. Oh Master Confident, Your hopes thrive in your mistress? Your Lordship Was pleased to advance 'em, she affects my wit, And bold discourse, I turn and wind her soul, She loves me infinitely. I hope not, hark. Be not too forward, I'm acquainted with Her disposition, do not flatter her, Nor seem to dote, she'll triumph then: if you Would make all sure, be ruled by me, and slight her, And she will court you, 'tis the trick of Ladies, If you abuse her, 'twere not much amiss. I would not have the wench undo herself Upon this fellow. I advise the best And speediest way, for I expect your promise, When she is yours, to bring us more acquainted. Be confident my Lord, good manners will Instruct me to allow you the first fruits, It was the fashion of our northern Princes: And challenge it from your poor Homager. I shall be as warm the first night with her Land, And moneys. Then it seems you have no hope To spring her sister. Since our last salute, Icicles hang upon my lip. My wife, for I Dare speak her so, with smiles shall chase That winter, and shoot spring throughout your blood; You shall not only from her lip taste Cherries, But she shall plant 'em with her amorous kiss Upon your own, and they shall grow from thence To tempt the Queen of Love to Adonis' garden: It shall be happiness enough for me, to watch The Hesperides, but in no dragon's shape, That you may rifle with security The golden Orchard, I shall boast enough By having an Elysium to serve you; Her eyes are wealth enough to me, above A rock of Diamonds, her breath rich gums Sweeter than those the Phoenix makes her Altar, When she is her own sacrifice, and fans The glowing Pile with her grey wings; her voice Enough for me, whose harmony would build Up Thebes again, and make it after move, And follow her; one touch of her soft palm Is health enough to me, and were I old As Aeson, would restore my active nerves, And state my youth at thirty: I can gather Warm Snow from her fair brow, her chin, her neck, And at my eyes drink enough immortality: Sated with these, I'll find new appetite, And come a wanton strawberrying to her cheeks. No more, you have expressed in this your faith To me, which I am bound in honour to Acknowledge, and without more study, have A fit occasion to requite, and show How near I place your love, there is a difference Between another gentleman, and myself, Grown to a challenge, I must answer it, You that are so well read in books, cannot Be ignorant of man, I'll trust my life And honour with no second, but yourself.
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Hee has profest his soule was mine, I'le trie him for his body in this action. Yet he that is not honest, dares not fight sure. My honorable Lord. Oh Master Confident, Your hopes thrive in your mistresse? Your Lordship Was pleas'd to advance 'em, she affects my wit, And bold discourse, I turne and winde her soule, Shee loves mee infinitelie. I hope not, harke. Be not too forward, I'me acquainted with Her disposition, doe not flatter her, Nor seeme to dote, shee'le triumph then: if you Would make all sure, be rul'd by me, and slight her, And shee will court you, 'tis the tricke of Ladies, If you abuse her, 'twere not much amisse. I would not have the wench undoe her selfe Vpon this fellow. I advise the best And speediest way, for I expect your promise, When she is yours, to bring us more acquainted. Be confident my Lord, good manners will Instruct me to allow you the first fruits, It was the fashion of our northerne Princes: And challenge it from your poore Homager. I shall be as warme the first night with her Land, And monie's. Then it seemes you have no hope To spring her sister. Since our last salute, Icicles hang upon my lippe. My wife, for I Dare speake her so, with smiles shall chase That winter▪ and shoot spring throughout your blood; You shall not only from her lippe tast Cherries, But she shall plant 'em with her amorous kisse Vpon your owne, and they shall grow from thence To tempt the Queene of Love to Adonis garden: It shall bee happinesse enough for me, to watch The Hesperides, but in no Dragons shape, That you may rifle with securitie The golden Orchard, I shall boast enough By having an Elysium to serue you; Her eyes are wealth enough to me, above A rocke of Diamonds, her breath rich gummes Sweeter then those the Phenix makes her Altar, When she is her owne sacrifice, and fannes The glowing Pile with her gray wings; her voyce Enough for me, whose harmonie would build Vp Thaebes agen, and make it after move, And follow her; one touch of her soft palme Is health enough to me, and were I old As Eson, would restore my active nerves, And state my youth at thirtie: I can gather Warme Snow from her faire brow, her chin, her neck, And at my eyes drinke enough immortalitie: Sated with these, I'le finde new appetite, And come a wanton strawberying to her cheekes. No more, you have exprest in this your faith To me, which I am bound in honour to Acknowledge, and without more study, have A fit occasion to requite, and shew How neare I place your love, there is a difference Betweene another gentleman, and my selfe, Growne to a challenge, I must answer it, You that are so well read in bookes, cannot Be ignorant of man, I'le trust my life And honor with no second, but your selfe.