Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1635 [licensed for stage, Feb 6] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T12 Olympian gods: Jupiter, Juno, Venus and · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T12: iupiter, saturn, iuno, venus, gods, mars, earth, titan, love, fair.
Then thus I fly into their bosoms, Nature has rectified in me Demetrius, The wanderings of ambition, our dear sister You are amazed, I did expect it, read Assurance there, the day is big with wonder, What means all this? Lysimachus, be dear to us, Cassander, you are welcome too. Not I, I do not look for't, all this sha'not bribe My conscience to your faction, and make Me false again, Seleveus is no son Of Theodosius, my dear Countrymen Correct your erring duties, and to that, Your lawful King, prostrate yourselves, Delrius Doth challenge all your knees. All love and duty, Flow from me to my royal King, and brother I am confirmed. You are too credulous, What can betray your faith so much? Sophia, you appear sad, as if your will Gave no consent to this day's happiness. No joy exceeds Sophia's for yourself. With your pardon sir, I apprehend A cause that makes her troubled, she desires To know what other mistress since her late Unkindness, I have chosen to direct My faith and service. Another Mistress. Yes sir. And does our sister love Lysimachus? Here's something would confess. He must not dare To affront Sophia. How my shame confounds me, I beg your justice, without pity on My age. Your penance shall be, to be faithful To our state hereafter. May you live long and happy, Leonatus King of Epire. But where's your other Mistress? Even here sir. Our sister? is this another mistress sir? It holds To prove my thoughts were so when she began Her sorrow for neglecting me, that sweetness Deserved I should est 〈◊〉 her another mistress, Then when she cruelly forsook Lysimachus, Your pardon Madam, and receive a heart Proud with my first devotions to serve you In this I am crowned again, now mine for ever. You have deceived her happily, joy to you both. We are ripe for the same wishes, Polidora's part of me. He all my blessing. Heaven power full joys upon you. We are all blessed, There wants but one to fill your arms. My mistress, And wife shall be my Country, to which I Was in my birth contracted, your love since Hath played the Priest to perfect what was Ceremony Though kingdoms, by just titles prove our own, The subjects hearts do best secure a crown. THere is no Coronation to day. Unless your gentle votes do crown our Play, If smiles appear within each Lady's eye, Which are the leading stars in this fair sky, Our solemn day sets glorious, for than We hope by their soft influence, the men Will grace what they first shined on, make't appear, (Both) how we please, and blesse our cotous are With your applause, more welcome than the Belly, Upon a triumph, Bonfires, or what else Can speak a Coronation. And though I Were late disposed and spoiled of Majesty, By the kindayde of your hands, Gentlemen, I quickly may be crowned a Queen again▪
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Then thus I flye into their bosomes, Nature has rectifi'd in me Demetrius, The wandrings of ambition, our deere sister You are amaz'd, I did expect it, read Assurance there, the day is bigge with wonder, What meanes all this? Lisimachus, be deare to us, Cassander, you are welcome too. Not I, I doe not looke for't, all this shannot bribe My conscience to your action, and make Me false agen, Seleueus is no sonne Of Theodosius, my deare Countrymen Correct your erring duties, and to that, Your lawfull King, prostrate your selves, Derius Doth challenge all your knees. All love and duty, Flow from me to my royall King, and brother I am confirm'd. You are too credulous, What can betray your faith so much? Sophia, you appeare sad, as if your will Gave no consent to this dayes happynesse. No joy exceeds Sophia's for your selfe. With your pardon sir, I apprehend A cause that makes her troubled, she desires To know what other mistresse since her late Vnkindnesse, I have chosen to direct My faith and service. Another Mistresse. Yes sir. And does our sister love Lisimachus? Here's something would confesse. He must not dare To affront Sophia. How my shame confounds me, I beg your justice, without pitty on My age. Your penance shall be, to be faithfull To our state hereafter. May you live long and happy, Leonatus King of Epire. But where's your other Mistresse? Even here sir. Our sister? is this another Mistresse sir? It holds To prove my thoughts were so when she began Her sorrow for , that sweetnesse Deserv'd I should est her another mistresse, Then when she cruelly forsooke Lisimacus, Your pardon Madam, and receive a heart Proud with my first devotio to serve you In this I am crownd agen, now mine for ever. You have deceiv'd her happily, Ioy to you both. We are ripe for the same wishes, Polidora's part of me. He all my blessing. Heaven powre full joyes upon you. We are all blest, There wants but one to fill your armes. My mistresse, And wife shall be my Country, to which I Was in my birth contracted, your love since Hath playd the Priest to perfect what was Ceremony Though Kingdomes, by justtkes prove our owne, The subjects hearts doe secure a Crowne. THere is no Coronation to day. Vnlesse your gentle votes doe crowne our Play, If smiles appeare within each Ladies eye, Which are the leading starres in this faire skie, Our solemne day sets glorious, for then We hope by their soft influence, the men Will grace what they first shinde on, mak't appeare, (Both) how we please, and blesse our cotous are With your applause, more welcome then the Bell, Upon a triumph, Bonfires, or what else Can speake a Coronation. And though I Were late dispos'd and spoyl'd of Majesty▪ By the kindayde of your hands, Gentlemen, I quickely may be Crown'd a Queene ▪