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 0.82 · 526 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
'tis the new ague Borgia That shakes the court, how confidently he talks To himself, a light strikes from the Duchess window And music; I'll observe, the gallant may Have some appointment. Alas poor love-sick Lady, what if I Attempted farther, the excuse will fall More easy on a stranger, Lady, hist. who's that? One that does wish the happiness To see your face, you have blessed my ears already. What are you? My name's Borgia, if you be A fair one of the court, time is not old Since I was a guest there. 'Tis he, I'll not lose This opportunity, Sir your boldness Speaks you a stranger, and in part excuses You are alone. I am. I expect not Upon so small acquaintance you should know My voice again, I am the Duchess Sir. Your grace's humble creature, may I hope You'll pardon this attempt. Upon condition You will forget the freedom of our nature And not grow insolent upon our favours, We were late pleased to show you, 'twas not love But mirth, we meant our court the wantonness Of revelling nights, which we upon retirements Know how to check and punish too in men, That dare licentiously apply to our Dishonour: if your service in that place Of secretary we have named you for Be diligent and faithful, we repent not That choice, but on your life feed no ambition Higher, it will be a degree next treason To us, and the honour of Ferrara's Duke, With whom because you are our secretary We let you know our thoughts are fixed to marry, What blessing hath my ear took in? she is Resolved to my desires. Are you gone Sit? Sleep wisely if you can, we shall expect Your attendance in the morning, but no thought On forfeit of your life beyond what's duty. I have enough tomorrow I resolve To be myself, and with a state becoming Ferrara's Duke, challenge this happiness, Forgive dear Princess I suspected thee. The Duchess she'll spoil all. I heard your voice more loud than usual, Whom spoke you to? here's nobody and please your grace. You hold some dialogue at the window then, I'll know. My brother Borgia Madam. Borgia, leave us. I hope he's gone. I must confess you are my Princess Madam, To whose least command I owe my blood and fortune. He speaks to me, how does he know I am here? And do not think I can be lost so much In duty to interpret there was any thing In me, that could deserve more than your pastime; And let me fall and die beneath your anger, When I transgress so far, as to forget My humble fate which only can be blessed With my obedience to you, I had not One saucy application of your favours, My heart shall bleed to death ere it shall find One thought of so much impudence. how's this? Since Cornelia has usurped my name And frighted him, what should make her officious He is her brother, I must hear no more Of this— you are mistaken all this while, I am Cornelia your sister.
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Tis the new ague Borgia That shakes the court, how confidently he talkes To himselfe, a light strikes from the Dutchesse window And mucsike; Ile observe, the gallant may Have some appointment. Alas poore love-sicke Lady, what if I Attempted farther, the excuse will fall More easie on a stranger, Lady, hist. Whoe's that? One that does wish the happinesse To see your face, you have blest my eares already. What are you? My name's Borgia, if you be A faire one of the court, time is not old Since I was a guest there. 'Tis he, Ile not lose This opportunitie, Sir your boldnesse Speakes you a stranger, and in part excuses You are alone. I am. I expect not Vpon so small acquaintance you should know My voyce agen, I am the Dutchesse Sir. Your graces humble creature, may I hope You'l pardon this attempt. Vpon condition You will forget the freedome of our nature And not grow insolent upon our favours, We were late pleas'd to shew you, 'twas not love But mirth, we meant our court the wantonnesse Of reveling nights, which we upon retirements Know how to checke and punnish too in men, That dare licentiously apply to our Dishonour: if your service in that place Of secretary we have nam'd you for Be diligent and faithfull, we repent not That choise, but on your life feede no ambition Higher, it will be a degree next treason To us, and the honour of Ferrara's Duke, With whom because you are our secretary We let you know our thoughts are fixt to marry, What blessing hath my eare tooke in? she is Resolv'd to my desires. Are you gone Sit? Sleepe wisely if you can, we shall expect Your attendance in the morning, but no thought On forfeit of your life bey ond whats dutie. I have enough to morrow I resolve To be my selfe, and with a state becomming Ferraras Duke, challenge this happinesse, Forgive deare Princesse I suspected thee. The Dutchesse shee'l spoyle all. I heard your voyce more loud then usuall, Whom spake you to? Heer's no body and please your grace. You hold some dialogue at the window then, Ile know. My brother Borgia Madam. Borgia, leave us. I hope hee's gone. I must confesse you are my Princesse Madam, To whose least command I owe my blood and fortune. He speaks to me, how does he know I am here? And doe not thinke I can be lost so much In dutie to interpret there was any thing In me, that could deserve more then your pastime; And let me fall and dye beneath your anger, When I transgresse so farre, as to sorget My humble fate which onely can be blest With my obedience to you, I had not One sawcie application of your favours, My heart shall bleed to death ere it shall sinde One thought of so much impudence. Howes this? Since Cornelia has usurped my name And frighted him, what should make her officious He is her brother, I must heare no more Of this—you are mistaken all this while, I am Cornelia your sister.