Mayne, Jasper · published 1639 · first performed or written 1637 [1637-1638(?)] (Annals) comedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
Faith all the virtue that they have, is that My lips are knighted. I am borne, sweet Lady, To a poor fortune that will keep myself, And Footman, as you see, to bear my sword In Cuerpo after me I can at Court, If I would show my gilt i'th' Presence, look After the rate of some five thousands Yearly in old rents, and were my Father once Well wrapped in cerecloth, I could fine for Sheriff. Heart you spoil all. Why? She verily believed y''had ne'er a father. Lives your father, than Sir? That Gentleman told me he was dead. 'tis true, I had forgot myself, he was drowned, Lady, This morning, as he went to take possession Of a summer house and land in the Canaries. Now y'have recovered all. D' you think I have Not wit enough to lie? Break your mind to her, She does expect it. But Lady this is not The business which I came for. I'm at leisure To hear your business, Sir. Mark that. Indeed, Sweet Lady, I've a motion which was once Or twice this morning in my mouth, and then Slipped back again for fear. coward's ne'er won Ladies, or Forts, Sir. Say then I should feel Some motions, Lady, of affection; might A man repair Paul's with your heart, or put it Into a Tinderbox? How mean you, Sir? Why is your heart a stone, or flint? Be plain, Sir, I understand you not. Not understand me? Y'are the first Lady that ere put a man To speak plain English; some would understand Riddles, and signs; say I should love you, Lady? There should be no love lost, Sir. Say you so? Then by this air my teeth e'en water at you; I long to have some Offspring by you; we Shall have an excellent breed of wits; I mean My youngest son shall be a Poet; and My Daughters, like their Mother, every one A wench o'th' game. And for my eldest son, He shall be like me, and inherit. Therefore let's not defer our joys, but go to bed And multiply. Soft, Sir, the Priest must first Discharge his office. I do not mean to marry Like Ladies in New England, where they couple With no more ceremony than birds choose their Mate Upon St Valentine's day. Madam the Preacher Is sent for to a Churching, and doth ask If you be ready, he shall lose, he says, His chrisom else. O miracle! out of your little Ruff, Dorcas, and in the fashion? Dost thou hope to be saved? Pray Madam do not Abuse me; I will tell you more anon. Tell him she's coming. Sir, please you partake Of a slight banquet? Just as you are sat I'll steal the Priest in. Do. When you are joined, Be sure you do not oversee, but straight Retire to bed, she'll follow. 'tis not three o'clock i'th' afternoon.
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Faith all the vertue that they have, is that My lips are knighted. J am borne, sweet Lady, To a poore fortune that will keep my selfe, And Foot-man, as you see, to beare my sword In Cuerpo after me I can at Court, If J would show my gilt ith' Presence, look After the rate of some five thousands Yearely in old rents, and were my Father once Well wrapt in seare-cloth, I could fine for Sheriffe. Heart you spoile all. Why? She verily believd Y'had nere a father. Lives your father, then Sir? That Gentleman told me he was dead. Tis true, I had forgot my selfe, he was drownd, Lady, This morning, as he went to take possession Of a summer house and land in the Canaries. Now y'have recoverd all. D' you think I have Not wit enough to lye? Break your minde to her, She does expect it. But Lady this is not The businesse which J came for. I'me at leisure To heare your businesse, Sir. Mark that. Indeed, Sweet Lady, I've a motion which was once Or twice this morning in my mouth, and then Slipt back againe for feare. Cowards nere won Ladies, or Forts, Sir. Say then I should feele Some motions, Lady, of affection; might A man repaire Pauls with your heart, or put it Into a Tinder-box? How meane you, Sir? Why is your heart a stone, or flint? Be plain, Sir, I understand you not. Not understand me? Y' are the first Lady that ere put a man To speak plaine English; some would understand Riddles, and signes; say J should love you, Lady? There should be no love lost, Sir. Say you so? Then by this aire my teeth eene water at you; I long to have some Off-spring by you; we Shall have an excellent breed of wits; J meane My youngest sonne shall be a Poet; and My Daughters, like their Mother, every one A wench oth' game. And for my eldest sonne, He shall be like me, and inherit. Therefore Lets not deferre our joyes, but goe to bed And multiply. Soft, Sir, the Priest must first Discharge his office. I doe not mean to marry Like Ladies in New England, where they couple With no more ceremony then birds choose their Mate Upon St Valentines day. Madam the Preacher Is sent for to a Churching, and doth aske If you be ready, he shall loose, he saies, His Chrysome else. O miracle! out of your litle Ruffe, Dorcas, and in the fashion? Dost thou hope to be saved? Pray Madam doe not Abuse me; J will tell you more anon. Tell him shees comming. Sir, please you partake Of a slight banquet? Just as you are sate I'le steale the Priest in. Doe. When you are joind, Be sure you doe not oversee, but straight Retire to bed, she'l follow. Tis not three A clock ith' afternoone.