Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1634 [licensed for stage, Nov 29] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.86 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
We shall all be Princes In time; but Gentlemen let's be more familiar We think so well of things, does he preserve The Duchess smile, or does she use to make At some time o' the Moon sport with her subjects. You are wide all the heaven Sir, had you come A little sooner you had heard discourse. To clear your doubt, he's here himself. Pisauro, What will become on's, 'tis as thou sayst? What prithee? The Duchess is mad. How! Why she is certainly in love, shalt in and see How I am used, and yet I now come forth To recover breath, I ha' danced myself to a jelly, The Ladies ha' no mercy; but the Duchess What prithee. Is as I told thee mad, I prithee counsel me Although her grace be pleased to show me favours 'Twere boldness to believe, and thank her. How? I hope thou art not mad. I know not whether The fit will last, I may hold some proportion With Cornelia, my supposed sister, she Poor wretch does cast such speaking eyes upon me As she were jealous of the Duchess too, And wrings me by the hand when I dance with her. The Duchess Sir calls for you. I attend; What were I best to do? Dost make a question Lose not the fortune that's presented in The Duchess love, thy stars ordained thee for her; I'll make a shift with Cornelia, look high And prosper, when thouart a Duke, I say no more What shall's do with Pimponio? that fool May betray all. He is a Prince before you I ha' made him sure, and swollen him into a pride, He shall not know you, but of that hereafter, Away and please the Duchess. Your our grace's pardon? 'Tis late, good night my Lord Ambassador. 'Tis well I am bid good-night, yet all my hopes Vanish in mists, what think you now cosin? I know not what to think, let me wait on you To your lodgings. They join toth' Court. 'Tis the less service. Tomorrow morning if I may be honoured With your presence, I will impart a secret to you, And be happy in your Counsel. I obey Any commands. For this time give me pardon, goodnight my Lord. A happy night to your Lordship, After so many years spent in the Court, I am to learn the trick on't, these are actions 'gainst my first rules, I am ignorant▪ Of this new Court philosophy, what should The Duchess mean, so prodigal of her graces To one she scarce remembers, with such open Neglect to th' Duke's' Ambassador? I was careful She would not use him kindly enough, wert not Affection to his sister, lies up my Revenge, I'd drop it on his heart, but I Must work with art, and by a Counter magic Dissolve his spell, or form him to my purpose. You have been waiting on the Duchess Ladies? She dismissed us. With what circumstance? Is she still pleasant?
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We shall all be Princes In time▪ but Gentlemen lets be more familiar We thinke so well of things, does he preserve The Dutchesse smile, or does she use to make At some time o' the Moone sport with her subjects. You are wide all the heaven Sir, had you come A little sooner you had heard discourse. To cleare your doubt, hee's here himselfe. Pisauro, What will become on's, tis as thou saist? What prethee? The Dutchesse is mad▪ How! Why she is certainly in love, shat in and see How I am us'd, and yet I now come forth To recover breath, I ha danc'd my selfe to a jellie, The Ladies ha no mercy; but the Dutchesse What prethee. Is as I told thee mad, I prethee counsell me Altho her grace be pleasd to shew me favors 'Twere boldnesse to beleeve, and thanke her. How? I hope thou art not mad. I know not whether The fit will last, I may hold some proportion With Cornelia, my suppos'd sister, she Poore wretch does cast such speaking eyes upon me As she were Iealous of the Dutchesse too, And wrings me by the hand when I dance with her. The Dutchesse Sir calls for you. I attend; What were I best to doe? Dost make a question Lose not the fortune that's presented in The Dutchesse love, thy starres ordaind thee for her; Ile make a shift with Cornelia, looke high And prosper, when th'art a Duke, I say no more What shall's doe with Pimponio? that foole May betray all. He is a Prince before you I ha made him sure, and swolne him into a pride, He shall not know you, but of that hereafter, Away and please the Dutchesse. Your our graces pardon? 'Tis late, good night my Lord Embassador. 'Tis well I am bid goodnight, yet all my hopes Vanish in mists, what thinke you now cosin? I know not what to thinke, let me waite on you To your lodgings. They joyne toth' Court▪ 'Tis the lesse service▪ To morrow morning if I may be honor'd With your presence, I will impart a secret to you, And be happy in your Counsell. I obey Any commands. For this time give me pardon, goodnight my Lord. A happy night to your Lordship, After so many yeares spent in the Court, I am to learne the tricke on't, these are actions Gainst my first rules, I am ignorant▪ Of this new Court philosophy, what should The Dutchesse meane, so prodigall of her graces To one she searse remembers, with such open Neglect to th' Dukes' Embassador? I was carefull She wod not use him kindely enough, wert not Affection to his sister, lyes up my Revenge, Ide drop it on his heart, but I Must worke with art, and by a Counter magicke Dissolve his spell, or forme him to my purpose. You have beene waiting on the Dutchesse Ladies? She dismis'd us. With what circumstance? Is she still pleasant?