Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Lost Lady · chunk 41 of 42

Berkeley, William · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638] (Annals)
not in BritDrama
unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 545 words

← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.

May I believe, all advantageous words, Or may I doubt them, seeing they come from you Who are all truth? I will not speak How undeserving I am of these favours, Because I will not wrong the Election Your gracious pity forceth on your judgement. Our joys do multiply; but my dear friend, I have yet something that will add to yours: My Father's called to Court, and you are left Governor in his place; this (I know) will make Lord PINDARUS consent to both your wishes, Your pardon Madam, and when you lie embraced With your EUGENIO, tell him, if my faith Had not the double tie of Friend and Mistress. A single one had yielded to the hopes Of the enjoying you: Here comes my Lord— PINDARUS. Oh my good Lord, I must entreat your pardon For a fault my love unto my friend engaged me in: Let your consent complete the happiness Of these two perfect Lovers; I am confident You ever did approve his virtue: his fortune now Can be no hindrance, since our gracious King In contemplation of his merits, Hath made him Governor in my Father's place. Most willingly I give it, since I have lost The hopes of being allied to you, Heaven bless you both. Sir, your own love of my HERMIONE, And yours now, will teach you to admit An easy satisfaction for the troubles My love unto my Child hath thrown upon you. You are all goodness, and my services Ever directed by your will, shall show, Though I can never merit this great honour, I will do nothing shall deprive me of The honour of your love and favour. Your virtue promiseth more than I may hear From you: once more Heaven bless you. If my Lord ERGASTO now were satisfied, I shall be at peace; for having promised My Daughter to him, I would not have him Think that by me he's injured. 'Tis in your power Sir, to satisfy him. I would do any thing. Persuade my cousin to confess she loves him, Which I do know she does, and he already Has made profession of his, unto my prejudice: Nay blush not cousin, since you would not allow me This secret as a friend, you may excuse The inquisitive of a rival. This is all truth my Lord, I can assure you. Is't possible, IRENE, do you love ERGASTO? methinks your experience, Uncle, should teach you, That such a question was not to be asked: Well, if I did love him, 'twas because I thought That he loved me; but if he does not, I pardon him: For I am certain he once believed it himself. If ever love make any deep impression In you, I am deceived. His Dart may strike as far into me As into another for ought you know Uncle. You have ill luck else Niece. Nay, 'tis most certain the Town is full of it: MILESIA, I know not how, is alive again: EUGENIO is made Governor; though you were constant, You can have no longer hopes of HERMIONE: Therefore let me advise you, make that seem Your own Election, which will else be Enforcement: Quit your Interest in HERMIONE, and renew Your suit to IRENE.
← previous chunkall chunks of this editionnext chunk →

Details

Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayThe Lost Lady
AuthorBerkeley, William
Publication year (edition)1638
First performance / composition (Annals)1637 [1637-1638]
Genre (British Drama)not in BritDrama
Play typeProfessional;Adult Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1070 · TCP A08731 · DEEP 887
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2516–2585 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 41 of 42 in this edition
Length545 words · 694 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T27 — Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and patronage at 0.792
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
May I beleeve, all advantagious words, Or may I doubt them, seeing they come from you Who are all truth? I will not speake How undeserving I am of these favours, Because I will not wrong the Election Your gracious pitty forceth on your Iudgement. Our joyes doe multiply; but my deare friend, I have yet something that will adde to yours: My Father's call'd to Court, and you are left Governor in his place; this (I know) will make Lord PINDARVS consent to both your wishes, Your pardon Madam, and when you lye embrac't With your EVGENIO, tell him, if my faith Had not the double tye of Friend and Mistresse. A single one had yeelded to the hopes Of the enjoying you: Here comes my Lord—PINDARVS. Oh my good Lord, I must intreate your pardon For a fault my love unto my friend ingag'd me in: Let your consent compleate the happinesse Of these two perfect Lovers; I am confident You ever did approve his vertue: his fortune now Can be no hinderance, since our gracious King In contemplation of his merits, Hath made him Governor in my Fathers place. Most willingly I give it, since I have lost The hopes of being ally'd to you, Heaven blesse you both. Sir, your owne love of my HERMIONE, And yours now, will teach you to admit An easie satisfaction for the troubles My love unto my Child hath throwne upon you. You are all goodnesse, and my services Ever directed by your will, shall shew, Though I can never merit this great honour, I will doe nothing shall deprive me of The honour of your love and favour. Your vertue promiseth more than I may heare From you: once more Heaven blesse you. If my Lord ERGASTO now were satisfi'd, I shall be at peace; for having promised My Daughter to him, I would not have him Thinke that by me hee's injur'd. 'Tis in your power Sir, to satisfie him. I would doe any thing. Perswade my Cozen to confesse she loves him, Which I doe know she does, and he already Has made profession of his, unto my prejudice: Nay blush not Cozen, since you would not allow me This secret as a friend, you may excuse The inquifitivenesse of a rivall. This is all truth my Lord, I can assure you. Is't possible, IRENE, doe you love ERGASTO? Me thinkes your experience, Uncle, should teach you, That such a question was not to be ask't: Well, if I did love him, 'twas because I thought That he lov'd me; but if he does not, I pardon him: For I am certaine he once beleev'd it himselfe. If ever love make any deepe impression In you, I am deceiv'd. His Dart may strike as farre into me As into another for ought you know Uncle. You have ill lucke else Neece. Nay, 'tis most certaine the Towne is full of it: MILESIA, I know not how, is alive againe: EVGENIO is made Governour; though you were constant, You can have no longer hopes of HERMIONE: Therefore let me advise you, make that seeme Your owne Election, which will else be Inforcement: Quit your Interest in HERMIONE, and renew Your suite to IRENE.