Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Nov 11] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 518 words
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Will you not give Me leave to roar abroad a little for My credit? Never, sirrah, now i'll tame you. I thank you gentlemen, command me for This courtesy. 'tis possible I may With less noise grow more valiant hereafter: Till then I am in all your debts. Be ruled, And be my Nephew again: this was my love, My love dear Nephew. If your love consist In kicking Uncle, let me love you again, Follow me, sirrah. Then his Uncle paid for't? Heartily, heartily. I thought there was some trick. And whether are you going gentlemen? We are going to visit Beomont in the Prison. 'tis charity, but that I have deep engagements, I'd wait upon you, but commend my service to him, I'll visit him ere night; you saw not Wilding? We saw his wife and kinswoman enter Sr. Richard Hurries half an hour ago. His kinswoman? I thank you. You have saved me travail, farewell gentlemen, Farewell. My father has some design, and bade me send for thee. Y'are both too sad, come, come, we must divert This melancholy. I beseech your pardon, But is my Beomont sent for? Yes: we are Too private. I much fear Leonora now, She looks not sad enough, although I could Resign my interest freely to preserve him, I would not willingly be present when They interchange hearts, sly will show too much A tyrant, if she be not satisfied With what was mine, but I must be moiety To be their triumph. Master Hazard? All things Succeed beyond your thought, pray give me a little Opportunity with your kinswoman. we'll withdraw. I know not how to woo her now, sweet Lady? Your pleasure, sir? Pray let me ask you a question. If you had lost your way and met one, A traveller like myself, that knew the coast O'th' country, would you thank him to direct you? That common manners would instruct. I think so. But there are many ways to the wood, and which Would you desire, the nearest path, and safest Or that which leads about? Without all question. The nearest and the safest. Can you love then? I were a devil else: And can you love a man? A man, what else, sir? Y'are so far on your way. Now love but me, Y'are at your journey's end, what say to me? Nothing, sir. That's no answer, you must say something. I hope you'll not compel me. D''ee hear Lady? Setting this foolery aside: I know You cannot choose but love me. Why? I have been told so. You are easy of belief I think I should be best acquainted with My own thoughts, and I dare not be so desperate To conclude. Come you lie; I could have given't In smother phrase: y'are a dissembling gentlewoman. I know your heart, you have loved me a great while. What should I play the fool? if you remember I urged some wild discourse in the behalf Of your lewd kinsman, 'twas a trial of thee That humour made me love thee; and since that thy virtue.
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Will you not give Me leave to roare abroad a little for My credit? Never, sirra, now i'le tame you. I thanke you gentlemen, command me for This curtesie. Tis possible I may With lesse noise grow more valiant hereafter: Till then I am in all your debts. Be ruld, And be my Nephew againe: this was my love, My love deere Nephew. If your love consist In kicking Uncle, let me love you agen, Follow me, sirra. Then his Uncle paid for't? Hartilie, hartilie. I thought there was some tricke. And whether are you going gentlemen? We are going to visit Beomont in the Prison. Tis charity, but that I have deepe engagements, I'de waite upon you, but commend my service to him, I'le visit him ere night; you saw not Wilding? We saw his wife and kins-woman enter Sr. Richard Hurries halfe an houre ago. His kins-woman? I thanke you. You have sav'd me travaile, farewell gentlemen, Farewell. My father has some designe, and bad me send for thee. Y'are both too sad, come, come, we must divert This melancholy. I beseech your pardon, But is my Beomont sent for? Yes: we are Too private. I much feare Leonora now, Shee lookes not sad enough, although I could▪ Resign my interest freely to preserve him, I would not willingly be present when They enterchange hearts, slie will shew too much A tyrant, if she be not satisfied With what was mine, but I must be moite To be their triumph. Master Hazard? All things Succeed beyond your thought, pray give me a little Opportunitie with your kins-woman. Weele withdraw. I know not how to wooe her now, sweet Lady? Your pleasure, sir? Pray let me aske you a question. If you had lost your way and met one, A traviler like my selfe, that knew the coast O'th countrey, would you thanke him to direct you? That common manners would instruct. I thinke so. But there are many waies to the wood, and which Would you desire, the nearest path, and safest Or that which leads about? Without all question. The neerest and the safest. Can you love then? I were a divell else: And can you love a man? A man, what else, sir? Y'are so farre on your way. Now love but me, Y'are at your journies end, what say to me? Nothing, sir. That's no answer, you must say something. I hope you'le not compell me. D'ee heare Lady? Setting this foolerie aside: I know You cannot chuse but love me. Why? I have beene told so. You are easie of beleefe I thinke I should be best acquainted with My owne thoughts, and I dare not be so desperate To conclude. Come you lie; I could have given't In smother phrase: y'are a dessembling gentlewoman. I know your heart, you have lov'd me a great while. What should I play the foole? if you remember I urg'd some wild discourse in the behalfe Of your lewd kindsman, 'twas a triall of thee That humor made me love thee; and since that thy vertue.