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 0.78 · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Away; the Lords are risen. The Lords do rise and fall. he's paid; the King will come this way. Every man go his own way; I wonot see The King for all this. Friend. This is the Lady's Secretary, pray my Lords Be acquainted with him. D'ee hear nobody say he saw me, I wonot Be seen yet. Though he be made a spectacle; but leave him 'Twas a handsome entertainment o'the sudden. A pretty hunting dinner; but did you not Observe with what intention the Duke Shot eyes on Domitilla. And the King Applied all his discourse to her; I know not; He has made no vow against a second marriage But if he choose at home and look at beauty. she's a very pretty talking Lady. Very ingenious. And with your favour, though she be no Court Lady. she wants no confidence. What if the Duke be taken with her Let him be taken a-bed with her, 'tis my opinion My Lord Montalto wonot die for grief on't. They are here. Your grace is sad; excuse My diligence to wait on you; I could wish If it made no intrusion on your thoughts, I had opportunity to express What might not be unworthy of your patience: Duke. To me. The King. This way Ladies to the Garden; let me have The honour to attend you. Whs the Duke. He took that way to the Garden Sir, with The Lord Montalto. You may remove a little; You have no fear to trust yourself with me. I cannot Sir forget you are the King, And in a Wilderness could have no thought With the least prejudice upon your virtue. You have the greater innocence at home, My intents are fair enough, and you may stand The danger of a question; pray how old are you? Although it be not held a welcome compliment To our Sex, my duty bids me not dispute; I am fifteen my mother says. And are You not in love. I must not charge myself With so much ignorance to answer, that I understand not what it means; I know The word, but never could apply the sense, Or find it in a passion more than ordinary. Cupid hath lost his quiver then; he could not Be armed, and let you scape, whose sole captivity Would be more glory than the conquest made As Poets feign upon the gods. 'tis language With which you are pleased to mock your humble handmaid. But this assures him blind. He would deserve To lose his eyes indeed if he should aim A shaft at me. Madam you have a heart. To which no other Flame can approach; then what shall light it to Obedience of your will and my good mothers. Obedience to my will; what if it were My will that you should love. Sir, I do love.
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Away; the Lords are risen. The Lords doe rise and fall. Hees paid; the King will come this way. Every man goe his owne way; I wonnot see The King for all this. Friend. This is the Ladies Secretary, pray my Lords Be acquainted with him. Dee heare no body say he saw me, I wonnot Be seene yet. Though he be made a spectacle; but leave him 'Twas a handsome entertainement o'the sudden. A pretty hunting dinner; but did you not Observe with what intention the Duke Shot eyes on Domitilla. And the King Applied all his discourse to her; I know not; He has made no vow against a second marriage But if he choose at home and looke at beauty. Shees a very pretty talking Lady. Very ingenious. And with your favour, though she be no Court Lady. Shee wants no confidence. What if the Duke be taken with her Let him be taken a bed with her, tis my opinion My Lord Montalto wonnot die for greefe ont. They are here. Your grace is sad; excuse My dilligence to waite on you; I could wish If it made no intrusion on your thoughts, I had opportunity to expresse What might not be unworthy of your patience: Duke. To me. The King. This way Ladies to the Garden; let me have The honour to attend you. Whs the Duke. He tooke that way to the Garden Sir, with The Lord Montalto. You may remov a little; You have no feare to trust your selfe with me. I cannot Sir forget you are the King, And in a Wildernesse could have no thought With the least prejudice upon your vertue. You have the greater innocence at home▪ My intents are faire enough, and you may stand The danger of a question; pray how old are you? Although it be not held a welcome complement To our Sex, my duty bids me not dispute; I am fifteene my mother saies. And are You not in love. I must not charge my selfe With so much ignorance to answer, that I understand not what it meanes; I know The word, but never could apply the senc, Or finde it in a passion more then ordinary. Cupid hath lost his quiver then; he could not Be armde, and let you scape, whose sole captivite Would be more glory then the conquest made As Poets faine upon the gods. Tis language With which you are pls'd to mocke your humble handmaid. But this asures him blinde. He would deserve To lose his eyes indeede if he should aime A shaft at me. Madam you have a heart. To which no other Flame can approach; then what shall light it to Obedience of your will and my good mothers. Obedience to my will; what if it were My will that you should love. Sir, I doe love.