Shirley, James · published 1638 · first performed or written 1637 [licensed for stage, Apr 23, 1638] (Annals) not in BritDrama · St. Werburgh Street, Dublin T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.91 · 483 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
What does distract you Sir. I have done your message to the Duke, and find He does love Domitilla. Her he shall meet and marry in Elysium. What mean you? I have shook off my tameness; do not hinder My just revenge; I'll turn their triumphs into death. There is a question of more consequence Thou must resolve; it does concern thee more Than thy own life. You fright me. Are you honest? Honest. I could have used the name of chaste, Or virgin; but they carry the same sense; Put off thy wonder Theodosia, And answer me by both our parents ashes, Which now are frighted in the urn, and scarce Contained beneath their marble, while their same Bleeds in my wounded honour art thou still My sister without stain; upon thy chastity Tell me and answer truth, for both our lives. Nay, nay, there is no time for thy amaze; Hast thou not lost thyself and been enjoyed; I blush to name the way. Never. Again. By all the good we hope for I an innocent As your own wishes. thouart my virtuous sister. But by your love and all that bound to Be just, now let me know my strange accuser. Thou shalt know that hereafter; let thy thoughts Live in their own peace, and dispute not mine. Not speak to me; he frowned too; sure I have not Displeased him; wherefore stays the Princess? Show spirit now or never. Domitilla The greatest part of my affliction; Let my revenge begin here. Your grace does honour your unworthy servants; And if I might beseech one favour more, 'tis but to know what has displeased the King. Must you be of counsel with his passions; What hath advanced you to this boldness? Pardo Why does your grace put on those angry looks; I never did offend you in a thought. Cunning dissembler, yes, and 'tis thy death Must satisfy; yet ere I give thee punishment Tell me what impudence advanced thy thoughts So high in our dishonour was there none In your own for me of blood fit for your love, But you must flatter your prou? hopes with one So much above thy birth, though he in frailty Consent to make thee great, dar'st thou accept it, And with my shame aspire to be his equal; Disclaim these hopes, and swear never to love him. Madam. Do, or with this I will secure my fears, And stand the malice of all other fate. Hear me. Be brief. I know not by what genius prompted Madam, To live or die, more happily, I have no Fear of your rage, which is so far from making Me sin against my love, it has enlarged My heart, which trembles not to be loves martyr; I can forgive your hand too, if you promise To tell the King how willing I die for him.
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What does distract you Sir. I have done your message to the Duke, and finde He does love Domitilla. Her he shall meete and marry in Elisium. What meane you? I have shooke off my tamenesse; doe not hinder My just revenge; Ile turne their triumphs into death. There is a question of more consequence Thou must resolve; it does concerne thee more Then thy owne life. You fright me. Are you honest? Honest. I could have us'd the name of chaste, Or virgin; but they carry the same sence; Put off thy wonder Theodosia, And answer me by both our parents ashes, Which now are frighted in the urne, and scarse Contain'd beneath their marble, while their same Bleeds in my wounded honour art thou still My sister without stane; upon thy chastity Tell me and answer truth, for both our lives. Nay, nay, there is no time for thy amaze; Hast thou not lost thy selfe and beene injoyed; I blush to name the way. Never. Agen. By all the good we hope for I an innocent As your owne wishes. Th'art my vertuous sister. But by your love and all that bound to Be just, now let me know my strange accuser. Thou shalt know that hereafter; let thy thoughts Live in their owne peace, and dispute not mine. Not speake to me; he fround too; sure I have not Displeasd him; wherefore stayes the Princesse? Shew spirit now or never. Domitilla The greatest part of my affliction; Let my revenge begin here. Your grace does honour your unworthy servan; And if I might beseech one favour more, Tis but to know what has displeas'd the King. Must you be of counsell with his passions; What hath advanc'd you to this boldnesse? Pardo Why does your grace put on those angry lookes; I never did offend you in a thought. Cunning dissembler, yes, and tis thy death Must satisfie; yet ere I give thee punishment Tell me what impudence advanc'd thy thoughts So high in our dishonour was here none In your owne for me of blood it for your love, But you must flatter your prou? hopes with one So much above thy birth though he in frailty Consent to make thee great, dar thou accept it, And with my shame aspite to be his equall; Disclaime these hopes, and sweare never to love him. Madam. Doe, or with this I will secue my feares, And stand the malice of all other fate. Heare me. Be briefe. I know not by what genius promptd Madam, To live or die, more happily, I have no Feare of your rage, which is so farre from making Me sinne against my love, it has inlarg'd My heart, which trembles not to be loves martyr; I can forgive your hand too, if you promise To tell the King how willing I die for him.