Shirley, James · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [licensed for stage, Apr 23, 1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · St. Werburgh Street, Dublin unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
I do not find My heart in any disposition To break at hearing of this news, but wish it Truth to prepare rooms for another guest; The fairer Domitilla is here sainted. Your excellency. Must not be thus affronted Montalto, and return with this dishonour, Was there no cheaper person to be made Ridiculous in Naples. Calm your blood, I know you must resent it, but let not Your passion make the world believe you should Despair to find one apter to your bosom; The richest beauty in the world, your birth And fortune must deserve and I should curse My forward duty to your grace. No more I have considered better and although Your love may merit thanks, yet this intelligence won't concern my faith; this cannot be Sir. My honour is engaged then to convince you Though with the hazard of my life and fortunes, Both which must now depend upon your mercy; Your breath shall make 'em bleed or live. What means Montalto? To translate the power of all My Stars, and make you Lord of my whole fate Theodosia's heart Sir should be mine, by free Gift of herself, who has been pleased to take My vows in the exchange, which now may boast Some time and growth, which could not be a sin Against your love, with which all that can spring From me deserves no name, nor dare I take Boldness to call her mine, who am a thing Lighter than air in balance with your grace, If you but chide the ambition, and could render, Though I commit a rape on my own life, All that her love hath promised me. 'tis strange. But she let me take freedom to be plain. Is not to be reduced you'll say. Sir, women Love not with that safeguard upon their passion She has a wise art to dissemble then. 'tis fear it should arrive at the King knowledge. In whose displeasure she is lost and not A will to mock your grace, for whom there is Another wound within her mind, that she Should wear a smiling summer in her brow Yet frost within her heart, in which unhappily She comes to near the nature of the Adamant Hard to your grace whom she attracts; but love Your wisdom knows is in the volume of Our fate decreed, whose periods when they are By time made known; greatness on earth, that means To play the tyrant with us, may have strength To punish not reverse. I am confirmed And prosper in my thoughts. It takes. My Lord, You have expression act of confidence Which I must not betray though to my loss, It is some happiness to know this early; We may be expected; you shall find me Sir A Prince, but no usurper. I am your creature, The King. We build upon your piety Until some little time may call our loves Out of this silence. You understand me Madam? And am honoured.
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I doe not finde My heart in any disposition To breake at hearing of this newes, but wish it Truth to prepare roomes for another guest; The fairer Domitilla is here sainted. Your excellencie. Must not be thus affronted Montalto, and returne with this dishonour▪ Was there no cheaper person to be made Ridiculous in Naples. Calme your blood, I know you must resent it, but let not Your passion make the world beleeve you should Dispaire to finde one aper to your bosome; The richest beauty in the world, your birth And fortune must deserve and should curse My forward duty to your grace. No more I have considered better and although Your love may merit thankes, yet this intelligence Wonot concerne my faith; this cannot be Sir. My honour is ingaged then to convince you Though with the hazard of my life and fortunes, Both which must now depend upon your mercy; Your breath shall make 'em bleed or live. What meanes Montalto? To translate the power of all My Starres, and make you Lord of my whole fate Thedosias heart Sir should be mine, by free Gift of her selfe, who has beene pleas'd to take My vowes in the exchange, which now may boast Some time and growth, which could not be a sinne Against your love, with which all that can spring From me deserves no name, nor dare I take Boldenesse to call her mine, who am a thing Lighter then ayre in ballance with your grace▪ If you but chide the ambition, and could render, Though I commit a rape on my owne life, All that her love hath promis'd me. Tis strange. But she let me take freedome to be plaine▪ Is not to be reduc'd youle ay. Sir, women Love not with that safeguard upon their passion▪ Shee has a wise art to dissemble then. Tis feare it should arive at the King knowledge. In whose displeasure shee is lost and not A will to mocke your grace, for whom there is Another wound within her minde, that shee Should weare a smiling summer in her brow Yet frost within her heart, in which unhappily Shee comes to neare the nature of the Adamant Hard to your grace whom shee attracts; but love Your wisedome knowes is in the volume of Our fate decreede, whose periods when they are By time made knowne; greatnesse on earth, that meanes To play the tyrant with us, may have strength To punish not reverse. I am confirmde And prosper in my thoughts. It takes. My Lord, You have expression act of confidence Which I must not betray though to my losse▪ It is some happinesse to know this early; We may be expected; you shall finde me Sir A Prince, but no usurper. I am your creature▪ The King. We build upon your piety Vntill some little time may call our loves Out of this silence. You understand me Madam? And am honord.