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 T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 492 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
My Lord I'll take my leave. If you did know how great a part of me, Will wither in your absence, you would have More charity, one accent of unkind Language from you, doth wound me more than all The malice of my destinies, oh dear Madam, You say you'll take your leave of your poor servant; Say rather, you will dwell for ever here, And let me stay and gaze upon Your heavenly form. I can be patient To hear your Lordship mock me, these are but A course reward for my good thoughts. This 'tis to use plain dealing, and betray the inside Of our hearts to women, did you think well of me So late, and am I forfeited already, Am I a Christian? Yes I hope my Lord. Make me not miserable then, dear Madam, With your suspicion, I dissemble with you, But you know too well what command your beauty Has upon me. Give me leave My Lord to wonder you can love me, With such a flame you have expressed yet she, Your mistress? You are both my Mistresses. I like not this so well. There is no way but one to make me happy. I wish my Lord I had the art to effect What you desire. Or I. It is within Your powers. Speak it my Lord. Since it is so That I'm not able to determine which My heart, so equal unto both, would choose, My suit is to your virtues, to agree Between yourselves, whose creature I shall be, You can judge better of your worths than I, My allegiance shall be ready if you can Conclude which shall ha' the supremacy; Take pity on your servant gentle Ladies, And reconcile a heart too much divided, So with the promise of my obedience To her that shall be fairest, wisest, sweetest Of you two, when I next present a lover, I take distracted leave. Why, this is worse than all the rest. he's gone, And has referred himself to us. This will Ask counsel. And some time I would be loath To yield. And I, Cupid instruct us both. ANd what made you to undertake this voyage, Sweet Signior Freshwater. An affection I had to be acquainted with some countries. Give him good words. And you return fraught home with the rich devices, Fashions of steeples, and the situations Of galouses, and wit no doubt a bushel, What price are Oats in Venice? Signior I kept no horses there, my man, and I Were Asses. How Signior? Give him good words, a Pox take him. Had not you land once? I had some durrie acres. I am his witness. Which I reduced into a narrow compass, Some call it selling. He would sell bargains of a child. And 'twas a thriving policy. As how? It was but two hundred pound Per annum sir, A loan revenue. And did you sell it all?
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My Lord Ile take my leave. If you did know how great a part of me, Will whither in your absence, you would have More charitie, one accent of unkinde Language from you, doth wound me more than all The mallice of my destinies, oh deare Madam, You say you'le take your leave of your poore servant▪ Say rather, you will dwell for ever here, And let me stay and gaze upon Your heavenly forme. I can be patient To heare your Lordship mocke me, these are but A course reward for my good thoughts. This tis to use plaine dealing, and betray the inside Of our hearts to women, did you thinke well of me So late, and am I forfeited already, Am I a Christian? Yes I hope my Lord. Make me not miserable then, deare Madam, With your suspition, I dissemble with you, But you know too well what command your beauty Has upon me. Give me leave My Lord to wonder you can love me, With such a flame you have exprest yet shee, Your mistresse? You are both my Mistresses. I like not this so well. There is no way but one to make me happy. I wish my Lord I had the art to effect What you desire. Or I. It is within Your powers. Speake it my Lord. Since it is so That Ime not able to determine which My heart, so equall unto both, would chuse, My suite is to your vertues, to agree Betweene your selves, whose creature I shall be▪ You can judge better of your worths than I, My allegiance shall be ready if you can Conclude which shall ha the supremacie; Take pitty on your servant gentle Ladies, And reconcile a heart too much divided, So with the promise of my obedience To her that shall be fairest, wisest, sweetest Of you two, when I next present a lover, I take distracted leave. Why, this is worse than all the rest. Hee's gone, And has referr'd himselfe to us. This will Aske counsell. And some time I would be loth To yeeld. And I, Cupid instruct us both. ANd what made you to undertake this voyage▪ Sweete Signior Freshwater. An affection I had to be acquainted with some countries. Give him good words. And you returne fraught home with the rich devices▪ Fashions of steeples, and the situations Of galouses, and wit no doubt a bushell, What price are Oates in Venice? Signior I kept no horses there, my man, and I Were Asses. How Signior? Give him good words, a Poxe take him. Had not you land once? I had some durrie acres. I am his witnesse. Which I reduc'd into a narrow compasse, Some call it selling. He would sell bargaines of a childe. And twas a thriving pollicie. As how? It was but two hundred pound Per annum sir, A loane revenew. And did you sell it all?