Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

Love's Cruelty · chunk 2 of 33

Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14] (Annals)
tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 460 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.

You are not nice to extol him, What has he done? An act above all friendship That yet had story, 'bove all recompense I am not capable of a cause, to quit His unexampled virtue; This is strange You will acknowledge when you hear it, and It does concern you somewhat. Me, pray let not My ignorance make me so unhappy, not To give my thanks if he hath aimed apat Of courtesy to me, what is't? He dares not see thee Dares not see me why Am I so terrible? does he fear I shall Transform him? sure Minerva never dressed My hairs, he should imagine I present Medusa to him, dares not see me? I Shoot no infection, nor breathe any mist That shall corrupt him, what's his reason pray? Because I love thee, I ha' courted him As some would do their mistress, but to be Companion of one visit, and his love Would not permit him Not to see your friend. He loves me so well, that he dares not trust His frailty with thy sight, whom I have so Commended, lest before our marriage Some thing should share in his affection Which he hath studied to preserve entire For me, he will not trust his eyes with any Beauty I love, lest they should stray with too much Licence, and by degrees corrupt his faith He knows not what may thieve upon his senses Or what temptation may rise from him. To undo us all A rare and noble friendship. Is't not Clariana? He need not fear I shall Commit a rape upon his friendship, and A love so just and perfect as his, cannot With one sight of a woman, armed with more Beauty than mine, be violated; He dares not trust his frailty, he has faults Belike though he be such a miracle In friendship, pray enjoy him, and by no means Tempt his soft nature to a crime so great As seeing me, it shall suffice my love's To thee inviolable, and what opinion For your sake, I may modestly allow The man I never saw, because your friend Be confident he has it. thou'rt all sweetness But I forget my attendance on the Duke Now you allow my absence, virtuous thoughts Stream in your bosom. Not one kiss at parting? Let one speak the devotion of your servant That would but dares not stay, to print a thousand, Milena. Madam, Is Bellament gone? Yes Madam I must see this strange friend, bid make ready The caroche, and do attend— I shall Dares not trust his frailty with a woman, a fine fellow Eubella come to Court This morning Sir And much graced by the Duke, Sebastian Her father made a Knight
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Metadata, position in the edition, topic in the other seeds
PlayLove's Cruelty
AuthorShirley, James
Publication year (edition)1640
First performance / composition (Annals)1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14]
First performance (BritDrama)1631 [Nov]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 1126 · TCP A12143 · DEEP 946
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 75–146 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 2 of 33 in this edition
Length460 words · 567 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T49 — Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens and letters at 0.711
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
You are not nice to extoll him, What has he done? An act above all friendship That yet had story, bov'e all recompence I am not capable of a cause, to quit His vnexampled vertue; This is strange You will acknowledge when you heare it, and It does concerne you somewhat. Me, pray let not My ignorance make me so vnhappy, not To give my thankes if he hath aym'd apat Of curtesie to me, what ist? He dares not see thee Dares not see me why Am I so terrible? does he feare I shall Transforme him? sure Minerva never drest My haires, he should imagine I present Medusa to him, dares not see me? I Shoot no infection, nor breath any mist That shall corrupt him, whats his reason pray? Because I love thee, I ha courted him As some would do their mistresse, but to be Companion of one visit, and his love Would not permit him Not to see your friend. He loves me so well, that he dares not trust His frailty with thy sight, whom I have so Commended, least before our marriage Some thing should share in his affection Which he hath studied to preserue intire For me, he will not trust his eyes with any Beauty I loue, least they should stray with too much Licence, and by degrees corrupt his faith He knowes not what may theiue upon his seness Or what temptation may rise from him. To undoe us all A rare and noble friendship. Ist not Clariana? He need not feare I shall Commit a rape upon his friendship, and A love so just and perfect as his, cannot With one sight of a woman, armd with more Beauty then mine, be violated; He dares not trust his frailty, he has faults Belike though he be such a miracle In friendship, pray enioy him, and by no meanes Tempt his soft nature to a crime so great As seeing me, it shall suffice my love's To thee inviolable, and what opinion For your sake, I may modestly allow The man I never saw, because your friend Be confident he has it. Thar't all sweetnesse But I forget my attendance on the Duke Now you allow my absence, vertuous thoughts Streame in your bosome. Not one kisse at parting? Let one speake the devotion of your servant That would but dares not stay, to print a thousand, Milena. Madam, Is Bellamente gone? Yes Madam I must see this strange friend, bid make ready The Caroch, and do attend— I shall Dares not trust his frailty with a woman, a fine fellow Eubella come to Court This morning Sir And much grac'd by the Duke, Sebastian Her father made a Knight