Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Ball · chunk 4 of 35

Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Nov 16] (Annals)
comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 502 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.

His father sha'not scape him nor his ghost, Nor heaven, nor hell, his jest must ha' free passage, he's gone, and I lose time to talk on him, Farewell, Your Countess May expect too long, Farewell colonel. Why do you so commend him? Does he not Deserve it? name a gentleman in the Kingdom, So affable, so moving in his language, So pleasant, witty, indeed every thing A Lady can desire. Sure thou dost love him, I'll tell his Lordship when I see him again, How zealous you are in his commendation. If I be not mistaken, I have heard Your tongue reach higher in his praises Madam, howe'er you now seem cold, but if you tell him My opinion, as you shall do him no pleasure, You can do me no injury, I know His Lordship has the constitution Of other Courtiers, they can endure To be commended. But I prithee tell me, Is not love whence this proceeds, I have I must confess discoursed of his good parts, Desired his company. And had it? Yes, and had it. All night. You are not I hope jealous, If I should say all night I need not blush, It was but at a Ball, but what of this? e'en what you will I hope you ha' no patent To dance alone with him, if he ha' privilege To kiss another Lady, she may say He does salute her, and return a curtsy To show her breeding, but I'll now be plainer, Although you love this Lord, it may possible He may dispose his thoughts another way. He may so. Who can help it, he has eyes To look on more than one, and understand Perhaps to guide, and place his love upon The most deserving object. Most deserving, This language is not levill with that friendship, You have professed, this touches a comparison. Why do you think all excellence is thronged Within your beauty. You are angry Lady, How much does this concern you to be thus Officious in his cause, if you be not Engaged by more than ordinary affection. I must interpret this no kind respect To me. Angry, ha, ha. You then transgress against civility. Good Madam why? because, I think, and tell you that another Lady May be as handsome in some man's opinion, Admit I loved him too, may not I hold Proportion with you, on some entreaty. They're loud, I'll not be seen yet. What is it that exalts you above all Comparison? my father was as good A gentleman, and my mother has as great A spirit. Then you love him too. 'twill appear No greater miracle in me I take it, Yet difference will be, perhaps I may Affect him with a better consequence. Your consequence perhaps may be denied too, Why there are no such wonders in your eye Which other composition do not boast of, My Lord no doubt hath in his travels clapped As modest cheeks, and kissed as melting lips.
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PlayThe Ball
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1639
First performance / composition (Annals)1632 [licensed for stage, Nov 16]
First performance (BritDrama)1632 [Nov]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1095 · TCP A18427 · DEEP 911
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 241–320 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 35 in this edition
Length502 words · 640 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T16 — Gallantry: ladies, lordships and compliment at 0.771
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)
His father shanot scape him nor his ghost, Nor heaven, nor hell, his jest must ha free passage, Hee's gone, and I lose time to talke on him, Farewell, Your Countesse May expect too long, Farewell Coronell. Why doe you so commend him? Does he not Deserve it? name a gentleman in the Kingdome, So affable, so moving in his language, So pleasant, witty, indeede every thing A Lady can desire. Sure thou dost love him, Ile tell his Lordshippe when I see him agen, How zealous you are in his commendation. If I be not mistaken, I have heard Your tongue reach higher in his praises Madam, How ere you now seeme cold, but if you tell him My opinion, as you shall doe him no pleasure, You can doe me no injury, I know His Lordship has the constitution Of other Courtiers, they can endure To be commended. But I prethee tell me, Is not love whence this proceeds, I have I must confesse discourst of his good parts, Desir'd his company. And had it? Yes, and had it. All night. You are not I hope jealous, If I should say all night I neede not blush, It was but at a Ball, but what of this? Ene what you will I hope you ha no patent To dance alone with him, if he ha priviledge To kisse another Lady, she may say He does salute her, and returne a cursie To shew her breeding, but Ile now be playner, Although you love this Lord, it may possible He may dispose his thoughts another way▪ He may so. Who can helpe it, he has eyes To looke on more than one, and understand Perhaps to guide, and place his love upon The most deserving object. Most deserving, This language is not levill with that friendship, You have profest, this touches a comparison. Why doe you thinke all excellence is throng'd Within your beauty. You are angry Lady, How much does this concerne you to be thus Officious in his cause, if you be not Engag'd by more than ordinary affection. I must interpret this no kinde respect To me. Angry, ha, ha. You then transgresse against civilitie. Good Madam why? because, I thinke, and tell you that another Lady May be as hansome in some mans opinion, Admit I lov'd him too, may not I hold Proportion with you, on some entreaty. They're loude, Ile not be seene yet. What is it that exalts you above all Comparison? my father was as good A gentleman, and my mother has as great A spirit. Then you love him too. Twill appeare No greater miracle in me I take it, Yet difference will be, perhaps I may Affect him with a better consequence. Your consequence perhaps may be denied too, Why there are no such wonders in your eye Which other composition doe not boast of, My Lord no doubt hath in his travells clapt As modest cheekes, and kist as melting lippes.