Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Nov 16] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.79 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
Of hair I mean, Favours ha' gleaned too much, pray pardon me If it were mine, they should go look their bracelets, Or stay till the next crop, but I blush sir To hold you in this discourse, you will perhaps Construe me in a wrong sense; but you may use Your own discretion till you know me better, Which is my soul's ambitions. I am blessed. Cunning Gipsie she'll use me thus too When I come to't? Lady I know your mind, when I see you next. You'll see me again, ha ha ha, Scutilla. Here Madam almost dead with stifling my laughter, Why he's gone for a Licence, you did enjoin him no Silence. I would have 'em all meet and brag o'their several Hopes they won't else be sensible, and quit me o'their Tedious visitation, who's next? I would the colonel were come, I long to have about with him. Mr. Bostocke Madam. Retire, and give the lay admittance. Madam, I kiss your fair hand. Oh Mr. Bostocke, The humblest of your servants. Two not become your birth, and blood to stoop To such a title. I must confess dear Lady, I carry in my veins more precious honour Then other men, blood of a deeper crimson, But you shall call me any thing. Not I sir, It would not become me to change your title, Although I must confess I could desire You were less honourable. Why I prithee, Is't a fault to spring from the Nobility? There be some men have sold well favoured Lordships, To be ill favoured Noblemen, and though I wear no title of the state, I can Adorn a Lady. That is my misfortune, I would you could not sir. Are you the worse For that? consider Lady. I have considered, And I could wish with all my heart you were Not half so noble, nay indeed no Gentleman. How Lady? Nay, if you give me leave to speak my thoughts, I would you were a fellow of two degrees Beneath a foot man, one that had no kindred, But Knights o'th' post, nay worse, pardon me sir, In the humour I am in, I wish, and heartily, You were a son o'th' people rather then. Good Madam give me your reason. Because I love you. Few women wish so ill to whom they love. They do not love like me then. Say you so. My wealths a beggar, nay the title of A Lady which my husband left, is a shadow Compared to what you bring to ennoble me, And all the children you will get, but I Out of my love desire you such a one, That I might add to you, that you might be Created by my wealth, made great by me, Then should my love appear, but as you are, I must receive addition from you. nobody hears, why hark you Lady, could You love me, if I were less honourable?
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Of haire I meane, Favours ha glean'd too much, pray pardon me If it were mine, they should goe looke their bracelets, Or stay till the next crop, but I blush sir To hold you in this discourse, you will perhaps Conster me in a wrong sence; but you may use Your owne discretion till you know me better, Which is my soules ambitions. I am blest. Cunning Gipsie shee'le use me thus too When I come too't? Lady I know your mind, when I see you next. Youle see me agen, ha ha ha, Scutilla. Here Madam almost dead with stifling my laughter, Why hee's gone for a Licence, you did injoyne him no Silence. I wou'd have 'em all meete and brag o'their severall Hopes they wonot else be sensible, and quit me o'their Tedious visitation, who's next? I would the Coronell were come, I long to have about with him. Mr. Bostocke Madam. Retire, and give the lay admittance. Madam, I kisse your faire hand. Oh Mr. Bostocke, The humblest of your servants. Two not become your birth, and blood to stoope To such a title. I must confesse deare Lady, I carry in my veines more precious honour Then other men, blood of a deeper crimson, But you shall call me any thing. Not I sir, It would not become me to change your title, Although I must confesse I could desire You were lesse honourable. Why I prethee, Ist a fault to spring from the Nobilitie? There be some men have sold well favour'd Lordships, To be ill favoured Noblemen, and though I weare no title of the state, I can Adorne a Lady. That is my misfortune, I would you could not sir. Are you the worse For that? consider Lady. I have considered, And I could wish with all my heart you were Not halfe so noble, nay indeede no Gentlman. How Lady? Nay, if you give me leave to speake my thoughts, I would you were a fellow of two degrees Beneath a foote man, one that had no kindred, But Knights oth' post, nay worse, pardon me sir, In the humour I am in, I wish, and heartily, You were a sonne oth' people rather then. Good Madam give me your reason. Because I love you. Few women wish so ill to whom they love. They doe not love like me then. Say you so. My wealths a begger, nay the title of A Lady which my husband left, is a shadow Compar'd to what you bring to innoble me, And all the children you will get, but I Out of my love desire you such a one, That I might adde to you, that you might be Created by my wealth, made great by me, Then should my love appeare, but as you are, I must receive addition from you. No body heares, why harke you Lady, could You love me, if I were lesse honourable?