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 0.77 · 525 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
he's gone and I am like to suffer for't, By your highness' favour I will wait no longer To be chastised, but when your grace is weary, You shall not need to strike me at the door; 'tis open and I vanish in the dark; Stay and I'll send some others to attend you, You will want light, my son shall be no Duke I perceive now, nor will I be a Courtier; Put me to keep the door? Did she dismiss you then? 'Twas not her pleasure We should attend. We left my Lord Mercutio Your father with her. Went she towards the Garden? Yes, where's your brother Borgia? I know not. He is infinitely beholding to her grace, She never mentions him without a flourish: I know not, but if I have any skill In looks or language, there is something more Than common in her highness' breast meant toward him She may be in love. In love with whom? Your brother. I blush to hear your weakness, I hope he Hath more wit than to build vain hopes on that; Eagles stoop not to flies. But the Wren Couched underneath the aspiring Eagles wings. Quickly advance itself when ones mounted And glories in her hight, 'tis but a step And the small thing is King of birds, the fable Has pretty morals in't. I am not sure A rebel in my nature to his fortune, But dare not pawn my own discretion To take up your opinions. Signior Pisauro your brother's friend desires To speak with you. we'll leave you Madam, by this time her grace May want our duties. Did I fright you Ladies, look better on me. We have seen you round Sir. But do not know what's in me. We desire To die in that precious ignorance. This Lady I hope's not of your mind. Your pleasure My servant says you would speak with me? If you Remember Lady I was bold to urge A little counsel on you, how it fastens I come to understand. What counsel Sir. About your brother Signior Borgia. Please you assist my memory. Why it was But this, I had a kind of fear you loud This brother Madam. Would you have me be So impious not to affect my brother. But you loved him the wrong way, d'ye hear lustily You understand, with the desire of coupling: There lies no dispensation for that lock, 'tis impious and abominable, you had better I'th' state you are in keep a Pensioner To give you heats, a fellow that will venture His body at all hours; then to offend once With so much sin to nature. Do you think I am a Monster Signior? Better marry An honest man and make one a great deal: Your husband may be excused i'th' progress Lady, Besides he may have faults, a negligence In's visits, or mistaking of his times, When you are invited by another Lord To a banquet, or take physic, or the air Appointed by your Doctor, there are reasons To excuse an active Lady that is married But to affect your brother so, inexpiable.
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Hee's gone and I am like to suffer for't, By your highnesse favour I will waite no longer To be chastiz'd, but when your grace is weary, You shall not neede to strike me at the doore; Tis open and I vanish in the darke; Stay and Ile send some others to attend you, You will want light, my sonne shall be no Duke I perceive now, nor will I be a Courtier; Put me to keepe the dore? Did she dismisse you then? 'Twas not her pleasure We should attend. We left my Lord Mercutio Your father with her. Went she towards the Garden? Yes, where's your brother Borgia? I know not. He is infinitely beholding to her grace, She never mentions him without a flourish: I know not, but if I have any skill In lookes or language, there is something more Then common in her highnesse breast meant toward him Shee may be in love. In love with whom? Your brother. I blush to heare your weakenesse, I hope he Hath more wit then to build vaine hopes on that; Eagles stoope not to flies. But the Wren Couch'd underneath the aspiring Eagles wings. Quickly advance it selfe when to'thers mounted And glories in her hight, tis but a step And the small thing is King of birds, the fable Has pretty moralls in't. I am not sure A rebell in my nature to his fortune, But dare not pawne my owne discretion To take up your opinions. Signior Pisauro your brothers friend desires To speake with you. Wee'l leave you Madam, by this time her grace May want our duties. Did I fright you Ladies, looke better on me. We have seene you round Sir. But doe not know what's in me. We desire To die in that pretions ignorance. This Lady I hope's not of your minde. Your pleasure My servant saies you would speake with me? If you Remember Lady I was bold to urge A little counsell on you, how it fastens I come to understand. What counsell Sir. About your brother Signior Borgia. Please you assist my memory. Why it was But this, I had a kinde of feare you lovd This brother Madam. Would you have me be So impious not to affect my brother. But you lov'd him the wrong way▪ de'e heare lustily You understand, with the desire of coupling: There lies no dispensation for that locke, Tis impious and abhominable, you had better I'th state you are in keepe a Pensioner To give you heats, a fellow that will venture His body at all houres; then to offend once With so much sinne to nature. Doe you thinke Iam a Monster Signior? Better marry An honest man and make one a great deale: Your husband may be excusdi'th progresse Lady, Besides he may have faults, a negligence In's visits, or mistaking of his times, When you are invited by another Lord To a banquet, or take physicke, or the aire Appointed by your Doctor, there are reasons To excuse an active Lady that is married But to affect your brother so, inexpiable.