Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.85 · 486 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
D'ee not fear to talk thus? Fear? would any durst send to me such A virgin Pinnace, rigged and gay with all flags. This is uncivil, and I shall tell Bonaldo Nay nay, thou art so waspish, if a friend desired a courtesy, that is in fashion; because the Duke— You're too bold, and forget yourself, I am Ashamed of this converse; because the Duke? Did his hand grasp the Sceptres of the world And would propound 'em all to buy the honour Of my Eubella, I would scorn his salary And tell him he were poorer in his soul Then he that feeds i'th' hospital, I'm armed And shall grow very angry with your humour Which ere it named my daughter carried wickedness Enough, but in her cause I am easily Provoked to teach that tongue repentance dares Traduce her whiteness, I allow a mirth But do not love this madness, and if I Might counsel you, there is a way to quench These wild licentious flames, earnest of those Our souls shall feel hereafter, we are both In years, and should look out our winding sheet Not women, Boy I'll pay the reckoning; Be honest and see what will Come on't I'll seek out my son Hippolito. he'd be ruled by me, here's a coil about a tassel Gentle he's drunk already That which has raised me but to noble anger Is his distraction, there's for your wine Now to the wanton Duke, heaven let him see His shame and know, great men that practise lust Both kill their body and corrupt their dust, Let him fret do what he can, The world shall call, Sebastian honest man. Had I but one thing that did touch on honour My friendship, and is that diseased already And languishing? was it for this I would not See her that I might trespass with more guilt When she was married? are not other women As fair and tempting? or am I hurried By violence of my fate to love her best That should be most a stranger? and does she Meet my modest flame? nay must the tapers Sacred to Hymen light us to our sins? Lust was too early up in both, oh man Oh woman! that our fires had kissed like lightning Which doth no sooner blaze but is extinct, she's here. Where's your master? There he is Madam Why do you walk so melancholy sir? I was collecting myself about some business Must be dispatched this morning, sirrah pray The groom make ready my horse Not yet You do not mean to leave me o'the sudden? I am alone, my husband is at Court, Pray rob me not of all my company, I shall not think upon his absence, with So much sorrow if you make me happy With your society. There's the Devil already, I cannot leave her My boy may go howsoever.
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Dee not feare to talke thus? Feare? would any durst send to me such A virgin Pinnace, rigd and gay with all flags. This is uncivilll, and I shall tell Bonaldo Nay nay, thou art so waspish, if a friend desired a curtesie, that is in fashion; because the Duke— Y'are too bold, and forget your selfe, I am Ashamd of this converse; because the Duke? Did his hand graspe the Scepters of the world And would propound e'm all to buy the honor Of my Eubella, I would scorne his salarie And tell him he were poorer in his soule Then he that feedes ith hospitall, I'me armd And shall grow very angry with your humor Which ere it nam'd my daughter carried wickednesse Enough, but in her cause I am easily Provok'd to teach that tongue repentance dares Traduce her whitnesse, I allow a mirth But do not love this madnesse, and if I Might counsell you, there is a way to quench These wild licencious flames, earnest of those Our soules shall feele hereafter, we are both In yeeres, and should looke out our winding sheet Not women, Boy Ile pay the reckoning; Be honest and see what will Come on't Ile seeke out my sonne Hippolito. Hee'e be ruld by me, here's a coile about a tassell Gentle Hee's drunke already That which has raisd me but to noble anger Is his distraction, theres for your wine Now to the wanton Duke, heaven let him see His shame and know, great men that practise lust Both kill their body and corrupt their dust, Let him fret do what he can, The world shall call, Sebastian honest man. Had I but one thing that did touch on honor My friendship, and is that disead already And languishing? was it for this I would not See her that I might trespasse with more guilt When she was married? are not other women As faire and tempting? or am I hurried By violence of my fate to love her best That should be most a stranger? and does she Meet my modest flame? nay must the tapers Sacred to Hymen light us to our sinnes? Lust was too early up in both, oh man Oh woman! that our fires had kissd like lightning Which doth no sooner blaze but is extinct, shee's here. Where's your master? There he is Madam Why do you walke so melancholy sir? I was collecting my selfe about some businesse Must be dispach'd this morning, sirra pray The groome make ready my horse Not yet You do not meane to leave me o'the suddaine? I am alone, my husband is at Court, Pray rob me not of all my company, I shall not thinke upon his absence, with So much sorrow if you make me happy With your society. There's the Divell already, I cannot leave her My boy may go howsoever.