Nabbes, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals) not in BritDrama · Unacted unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 491 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
This hath likewise Restored me to new hopes: and fair Amanda, If your esteem hath added any worth To my defects that make them seem perfections, Such as may please your chaste and free desires; If you'll possess me with the happiness Of blessed union, 'tis the only one That I would covet. Let my blushes speak A Maid's consent, and in them you may read My thoughts direction that made you their object; Mixing themselves with fears, hopes, jealousies; And all that's incident to earnest love, May it be crowned with such a fair event, 'Twill make your handmaid happy. 'Twill but be A mutual exchange. I hope our loves Are grown so ripe, the fasting of our joys Will not be long protracted. Even when It pleaseth the high providence. My Lord Observe how they are paired. Doubtless all's clear: And sure he'll make amends. My Lord Corvino, If your consent will ratify— You need not Urge it again. Have you observed Cardente Ought in Melissas inclination Towards Fidelio? That's it; she is struck With the blind Archer. From a cloud of error A light is broken that hath made new day In our dark treasons, and directed me To that which yields my being here a happiness, 'Bove any form I could prescribe my wishes: My knowledge learned it from th' imperfect motives To your suspicion; without which discovery My ignorance had lost it: but it cannot Be full till crowned with your consent, You have it; And I as freely pardon both your faults: Your frailty doth excuse them. You'll return To your first error; let not a new jealousy Stagger our fair proceedings: We have climbed Half of our height already: and to fall From such bright hopes. As you would cherish duty Or other virtues in me, clear the mist That hangs before your reason; you shall see The whiteness of my innocence: confirm it With your beliefs (for truth is only valued As 'tis received) I shall meet his embraces With all my Virgin sweets, like evening air Without a cloud; when it but only blusheth To kiss the Sun at parting. 'Tis received As positive a truth as e'er came from A Sybills mouth. It hath restored thee likewise To my now rectified opinion: Blessings dwell with you. Please you Lord Corvino With your consent to perfect what's begun So fairly here; and make our union add Something to this day's glory. she Fidelio Wants much to meet your full deserts; your love Perhaps she may: when I have ordered her With some becoming counsels. he's my son, And shall inherit honours and possessions, With virtues to their best dependences; Grant that you like of the election, And the solemnities of both their marriages To morrow's sun shall gaze at. Pray my Lord Give me a father's privilege to prepare her With some fit precepts; then few minutes shall Resolve it. we'll expect.
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This hath likewise Restor'd me to new hopes: and faire Amanda, If your esteeme hath added any worth To my defects that make them seeme perfections, Such as may please your chast and free desires; If you'l possesse me with the happinesse Of blessed union, 'tis the onely one That I would covet. Let my blushes speake A maids consent, and in them you may read My thoughts direction that made you their object; Mixing themselves with feares, hopes, jealousies; And all that's incident to earnest love, May it be crown'd with such a faire event, 'Twill make your hand-maid happy. 'Twill but be A mutuall exchange. I hope our loves Are growne so ripe, the fasting of our joyes Will not be long protracted. Even when It pleaseth the high providence. My Lord Observe how they are pair'd. Doubtlesse all's cleere: And sure hee'l make amends. My Lord Corvino, If your consent will ratifie— You need not Urge it agen. Have you observ'd Cardente Ought in Melissas inclination Towards Fidelio? That's it; she is strucke With the blind Archer. From a cloud of errour A light is broken that hath made new day In our darke treasons, and directed me To that which yeelds my being here a happinesse, 'Bove any forme I could prescribe my wishes: My knowledge learnt it from th' imperfect motives To your suspition; without which discovery My ignorance had lost it: but it cannot Be full till crown'd with your consent, You have it; And I as freely pardon both your faults: Your frailty doth excuse them. You'l returne To your first errour; let not a new jealousie Stagger our faire proceedings: We have climb'd Halfe of our height already: and to fall From such bright hopes. As you would cherish duty Or other vertues in me, cleere the mist That hangs before your reason; you shall see The whitenesse of my innocence: confirme it With your beliefes (for truth is onely valued As 'tis receiv'd) I shall meet his embraces With all my Virgin sweets, like evening ayre Without a cloud; when it but onely blusheth To kisse the Sun at parting. 'Tis receiv'd As positive a truth as e're came from A Sybills mouth. It hath restor'd thee likewise To my now rectifi'd opinion: Blessings dwell with you. Please you Lord Corvino With your consent to perfect what's begun So fairely here; and make our union adde Something to this dayes glory. Shee Fidelio Wants much to meet your full deserts; your love Perhaps she may: when I have order'd her With some becomming counsells. Hee's my sonne, And shall inherite honours and possessions, With vertues to their best dependances; Grant that you like of the election, And the solemnities of both their marriages To morrowes sun shall gaze at. Pray my Lord Give me a fathers priviledge to prepare her With some fit precepts; then few minutes shall Resolve it. Wee'l expect.