Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, May 17] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 489 words
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Giotto, now I am fit for a race, Never tired. It has been thought by some (skilled In th' ability of my person) that I'm mortal. Indeed sir 'tis not fit you should expect Much in heaven, having such joy on earth. You are more than happy, this Lady knows it. Dost i'faith Laura— Sir, I hope when you shall sit invested With Royal ornaments, you'll not disdain Laura for your humble servant. And Giotto knows that your Religion Will not permit you slight industry. I took part o' my breeding i'th' French Court, And there I learned to be familiar With my Nobles. Did not I say he would govern gently, Now can't my tongue be quiet, I must tell him all. Nay Madam— Giotto, dost concern you to hinder This her kindness? speak dear Lady. My Lord I affect truth and brevity, I am commanded by her grace to make Your visits private to her. Hah, forward dear Laura. Why sir, it is her highness' will that you Conceal these visits. And let no encouragement neither from Her eyes nor speech embolden ye to think Unlawful, her favours you must take With silent observation. Here comes my Lord Comachio. Away signior He must not see you. Yo soy mug juoderose. My noble Patron.— I greet thee as my best genius, thouart now Mixed i'th' number with such as wear my title, Thou climbest apace, yet safely too; they strive At Court, who first shall be the flatterer: What female was't that left thee now? I saw Part of her gown. The Lady Laura. Thou art most happy, skilful in thy choice Of conversation: why she governs Her highness' heart. Didst question her About my business? I know all, she cannot hide a single Thought from me. Thart strangely powerful o'er Ladies, But what said she? have I no Rival in The Duchess love. Sir, she owns none but you, with a public Confidence, only there is own impediment. What is't? prithee give't relation? A spirit not tamed by his religion Would hazard much rather than suffer it Endanger such a hope. Make it no more a secret. Could ye think she has observed your Nephew With an amorous eye. De pazzi, my Nephew? That's the man sir, who is so much obliged Unto her memory. 'Sdeath this inclines so near miracle 'twould tax my judgement to believe it; Confer her love upon a fool. Pardon me sir! I do not positively Say she loves him. I make it (for your sake) A cautelous suspect your jealous men Strive against danger. I do affect thy discipline. This morning she desired to speak with him. To speak with him- good our brains are near us, Ere thou admitst him to her presence, we'll Furnish him with discourse, preposterous Unto sense, and her demands; so make him More cheap in her conception, here he comes. Assist my prayers. signior Uncle,
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Giotto, now I am fit for a race, Never tyr'd. It has beene thought by some (skild In th' ability of my person) that Ime mortall. Indeed sir tis not fit you should ēxpect Much in heaven, having such joy on earth. You are more than happy, this Lady knowes it. Do'st ifaith Laura— Sir, I hope when you shall sit invested With Royall ornaments, you'le not disdaine Laura for your humble servant. And Giotto knowes that your Religion Will not permit you slight industry. I tooke part o' my breeding ith' French Court▪ And there I learnt to be familiar With my Nobles. Did not I say he would govērne gently, Now can't my tongue be quiet, I must tell him all. Nay Madam— Giotto, dost concerne you to hinder This her kindnesse? speake deare Lady. My Lord I affect truth and brevity, I am commanded by her grace to make Your visits private to her. Hah, forward deere Laura. Why sir, it is her highnesse will that you Conceale these visits. And let no encouragement neither from Her eyes nor speech imboldne ye to thinke Vnlawfull, her favours you must take With silent observation. Here comes my Lord Comachio. Away signiour He must not see you. Yo soy mug juoderose. My noble Patron.— I greete thee as my best genius, th'art now Mixt ith' number with such as weare my title, Thou climb'st apace, yet safely too; they strive At Court, who first shall be the flatterer: What female wast that left thee now? I saw Part of her gowne. The Lady Laura. Thou art most happy, skilfull in thy choyse Of conversation: why she governes Her highnesse heart. Didst question her About my businesse? I know all, she cannot hide a single Thought from me. Thart strangely powerfull o're Ladies, But what said shee? have I no Rivall in The Dutches love. Sir, she ownes none but you, with a publike Confidence, onely there is owne impediment. What ist? prethee give't relation? A spirit not tam'd by his religion Would hazard much rather then suffer it Indanger such a hope. Make it no morē a secrēt. Could ye thinke she has observ'd your Nephew With an amorous eye. De pazzi, my Nephēw? Thats the man sir, who is so much oblig'd Vnto her memory. Sdeath this inclines so neere miracle T'would taxe my judgement to beleeve it; Conferre her love upon a foole. Pardon me sir! I doe not positively Say she loves him. I make it (for your sake) A cautulous suspect your jealous men Strive against danger. I doe affect thy discipline. This morning she desir'd to speake with him. To speake with him - good our braines are nere us, Ere thou admitst him to her presence, weele Furnish him with discourse, preposterous Vnto sence, and her demands; so make him More cheape in her conception, here he comes. Assist my prayers. Signiour Vncle,