Shirley, James · published 1639 · first performed or written 1626 [licensed for stage, Feb 9] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
You have a thousand sir, is this your treasure? But I have one more worth than millions, And he doth only keep alive that name Of friendship in his breast, pardon Villandras, 'tis not to strain your love, whom I have tried, My worthiest cozen. But where is this same friend, why came he not To Eluas with you, sure he cannot be Dear to you Brother, to whom I am not indebted At least for you. I have many dear friends too, my tailor is one To whom I am indebted His Commission Stretched not so far, a Father's tie was on him, But I have his noble promise, ere't be long, We shall enjoy him. Brother I hope You know how willingly I can entertain Your bliss, and make it mine, pray speak the man To whom we owe so much. 'twere not charity to starve you thus with shadows, Take him and with him in thy bosom lock The Mirror of fidelity, Don Sebastiano. I oft have heard you name him full of worth, And upon that relation have laid up, One dear to my remembrance. But he must be dearer Castabella, hark you sister, I have been bold upon thy virtue, to Invite him to you, if your heart be free. Let it be empty ever, if he do not Fill it with noblest love, to make relation, What zeal he gave of a worthy nature, At our last parting (when betwixt a son, And friend he so divided his affections And out did both) you would admire him: were I able I would build a temple where We took our leave, The ground itself was hallowed So much with his own piety, Diego saw it. Yes sir, I saw, heard, and wondered. Come I will tell you all, to your chamber sister, Diego our plot must on, all time is lost Until we try the moving. If the plot please you sir, let me alone to play my part I warrant you. Come Castabella, and prepare to hear A story not of length but worthy your ear. You have not dealt so honourably sir, As did become you, to proceede so fa e Without my knowledge, give me leave to tell you You are not welcome. My Lord I am sorry, If I have any way transgressed, I was not Respectless of your honour, nor my fame, Valasco shall be unhappy, if by him You shall derive a stain, my actions fair, I have done nothing with Berinthia, To merit such a language, 'twas not ripe, For me to interrupt the father, when I knew not What grace I hold with her. Hell on her grace, is this her duty? ha, I can forget my nature if she dare Make so soon forfeit of her piety; Oh where is that same awful dread of Parent, Should live in children; 'tis her ambition To out run her sister, but I'll curb her impudence,
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You have a thousand sir, is this your treasure? But I have one more worth then millions, And he doth onely keepe alive that name Of friendship in his breast, pardon Villandros, Tis not to straine your love, whom I have tried, My worthiest cozen. But where is this same friend, why came he not To Eluas with you, sure he cannot be Deare to you Brother, to whom I am not indebted At least for you. I have many deare friends too, my Taylor is one To whom I am indebted His Commission Stretch'd not so farre, a Fathers tie was on him, But I have his noble promise, er't be long, We shall enjoy him. Brother I hope You know how willingly I can entertaine Your blisse, and make it mine, pray speake the man To whom we owe so much. Twere not charity to starve you thus with shaddowes, Take him and with him in thy bosome locke The Mirrour of fidelity, Don Sebastiano. I oft have heard you name him full of worth, And upon that relation have laid up, One deare to my remembrance. But he must be dearer Castabella, harke you sister, I have beene bold upon thy vertue, to Invite him to you, if your heart be free. Let it be empty ever, if he doe not Fill it with noblest love, to make relation, What zeale he gave of a worthy nature, At our last parting (when betwixt a sonne, And friend he so divided his affections And out did both) you would admire him: were I able I would build a temple where We tooke our leave, The ground it selfe was hallowed So much with his owne piety, Diego saw it. Yes sir, I saw, heard, and wondred. Come I will tell you all, to your chamber sister, Diego▪ our plot must on, all time is lost Vntill we try the mooving. If the plot please you sir, let me alone to play my part I warrant you. Come Castabella, and prepare to heare A story not of length but worthy your eare. You have not dealt so honourably sir, As did become you, to proceede so fa e Without my knowledge, give me leave to tell you You are not welcome. My Lord I am sorry, If I have any way trangrest, I was not Respectlesse of your honour, nor my fame, Valasco shall be unhappy, if by him You shall derive a staine, my actions faire, I have done nothing with Berinthia, To merit such a language, twas not ripe, For me to interrupt the father, when I knew not What grace I hold with her. Hell on her grace, is this her duty? ha, I can forget my nature if she dare Make so soone for feit of her piety; Oh where is that same awfull dread of Parent, Should live in children; tis her ambition To out runne her sister, but Ile curbe her impudence,