Shirley, James · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [licensed for stage, Apr 23, 1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · St. Werburgh Street, Dublin T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.83 · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
If I Might have my choice, I would live with you Madam, A neighbour to this innocence; your mother. The king is come already. Madam though you are So unkind as not to see the court sometime, The court is come to visit you. You have Humbled yourself too much to do us honour. The Duke of Florence. 'tis a blessing that My roof can boast so great a guest. Her daughter Worth your salute. she is worth a world my Lord, What is that lady's name? In this you most Appear a stranger; she is the glory Of Naples, for her person and her virtues That dwells in this obscure place like the shrine Of some great Saint, to which devotion From several parts brings daily men like pilgrims. Her name. she is wit, beauty, chastity, and all That can make woman lovely to man's soul, So far from the capacity of ill That virtues in all other of her Sex Like stains, but fit of her perfection, And when is named all goodness in her titles, The ornament, nay glory of them all Is Domitilla Sir. You speak her high, And I may guess by your description My Lord, this Lady hath another name, She is your mistress. Not mine; she was created for some Prince, And can beside her virtues bring a fortune Worth his embrace. What charms are in her looks. Are you there Duke; this meeting was my project; Things may succeed to my ambition, If I do noose your highness. Please your Majesty. All things must please here. I follow Sir. This is a grace I ever must be proud of. Have they almost dined? stay, stay a little: The last course is o'th' table; Why do not you wait? That were a way indeed to be discovered, No, the King shall pardon me; he has Not seen me yet for all his cunning. Whom do you mean. The King; thou art ignorant I'll tell thee after dinner; i'th' mean time Direct a wandering bottle of wine this way And let me alone though I appear not in't I may have a humour to make a Mask if they Stay supper. Thou make a Mask. I do not say I'll write one, for I ha' not My writing tongue, though I could once have read, But I can give if need be the design, Make work among the Deal boards, and perhaps Can teach 'em as good language as another Of competent ignorance; things go not now By learning; I have read 'tis but to bring Some pretty impossibilities, for antimasques A little sense and wit disposed with thrift, With here and there Monsters to make 'em laugh; For the grand business to have Mercury Or Venus Dandyprat to usher in Some of the gods that are good fellows dancing, Or goddesses, and now and then a song To fill a gap; a thousand crowns perhaps For him that made it, and there's all the wit.
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If I Might have my choyse, I would live with you Madam▪ A neighbour to this innocence; your mother. The king is come already. Madam though you are So unkinde as not to see the court sometime, Th court is come to visit you. You have Humbled your selfe too much to do us honour. The Duke of Florence. Tis a blessing that My roofe can boast so great a guest. Her daughter Worth your salute. Shee is worth a world my Lord, What is that Lades name? In this you most Appeare a stranger; shee is the glory Of Naples, for her person and her vertues That dwells in this obscure place like the shrine Of some great Saint, to which devotion From severall parts brings daily men like pilgrimes. Her name. Shee is wit, beauty, chastity, and all That can make woman lovely to mans soule, So farre from the capacitie of ill That vertues in all other of her Sex Like staines, but fit of her perfection▪ And when is named all goodnesse in her titles, The ornament, nay glory of them all Is Domitilla Sir. You speake her high, And I may guesse by your description My Lord, this Lady hath another name▪ Shee is your mistresse. Not mine; she was created for some Prince, And can beside her bring a fortune Worth his embrac. What charmes are in her lookes. Are you there Duke; this meeting was my project; Things may succeede to my ambition, If I doe noose your highnesse. Please your Majestie. All things must please here. I follow Sir. This is a grace I ever must be proud of. Have thy almost dined? stay, stay a little: The last course is o'th table; Why doe not you waite? That were a way indeede to be discovered▪ No, the King shall pardon me; he has Not seene me yet for all his cunning▪ Whom doe you meane. The King; thou art ignorant Ile tell thee after dinner; 'ith meane time Direct a wandring bottle of wine this way And let me alone though I appeare not in't I may have a humour to make a Maske if they Stay supper. Thou make a Maske. I doe not say Ile write one, for I ha' not My writing tongue, though I could once have read, But I can give if neede be the designe, Make worke among the Deale board, and perhaps Can teach 'em as good language as another Of competent ignorance; things goe not now By learning; I have read 'tis but to bring Some pretty impossibillities, for Antemaskes A little sence and wit dispos'd with thrift, With here and there Monsters to make 'em laugh; For the grand businesse to have Mercury Or Venus Dadeprat to usher in Some of the gods that are good fellowes dancing, Or goddesses, and now and then a song To fill a gap; a thousand crownes perhaps For him that made it, and theres all the wit.