The Grateful Servant (The Faithful Servant) · chunk 4 of 38
Shirley, James · published 1630 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Nov 3] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T11 Siblings, kin and confidants typicality 0.80 · 485 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
That is a little the courser name. And can you play the Pander for me? A toy, a toy. What can a man do less for any Brother, Th'ordinary compliment now a days, with great ones, We prostitute our Sisters with less scruple Then eating flesh on vigils, 'tis out of fashion To trust a servant with our private sins, The greater tie of blood, the greater faith, And therefore Parents have been held of late, The safest wheels, on which the children's lust, Hath hurried into act, with supple greatness, Nature doth wear a virtuous charm, and will Do more in soft compassion to the sin, Then gold or swelling promises. O Lodowick! These things do carry Horror, he is lost I fear, no I ha' thought a something else, You shall with me to a Lady? With all my heart. Unto my Mistress. Your Mistress, who's that? The fair Cleona. She is honest. Yes, were she otherwise, she were not worthy my visit, Not to lose circumstance I love her. How? Honestly. You do not mean to marry her? It sha'not be my fault if she refuse, To be a Duchess. A'my Conscience, You are in earnest. As I hope to thrive in my desires, come You shall bear me company, and witness How I woo her. I commend Your nimble resolution, than a Wife Must be had somewhere, would you'd mine, to ceole Your appetite, take your own course, I can But pray for you; the thousand crowns— Upon Condition, you'll not refuse, to Accompany. Your caroche quickly— stay— Now I think better on't, my Wife lives with her, They are Companions, I had forgot that? she'll take it kindly. It were enough to put her Into conceit, I come in love to her, My Constitution will not bear it, What? Not see her? Yet a thousand crowns— God buy Condemn me to my wife. Ye hear Gentlemen? With grief my Lord, and wonder at your sufferance. He is our Brother, we are confident Though he be wild he loves us, 'twill become Us t'pray and leave him to a miracle But to our own affair. Love and thy golden arrow, we shall try, How you'll decide our second Destiny. A kiss, and then 'tis scaled, this she should know Better than the impression, which I made, With the rude signet, 'tis the same she left Upon my lip▪ when I departed from her, And I have kept it warm still, with my breath, That in my prayers hath mentioned her. My Lord? Dulcino welcome. thou art soon returned, How dost thou like the city? 'tis a heap of handsome building. And how the people? My conversation hath not age enough To speak of them, more than they promise well, In their aspect, but I have argument Enough in you my Lord, to fortify Opinion, they are kind, and hospitable To strangers.
nodes 238–316 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 4 of 38 in this edition
Length
485 words · 643 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T11 — Siblings, kin and confidantscross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.799 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: T15 · seed 44: T12 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That is a little the courser name. And can you play the Pander for me? A toy, a toy. What can a man doe lesse for any Brother, Th'ordinary complement now a dayes, with great ones, Wee prostitute our Sisters with lesse scruple Then eating flesh on vigils, 'tis out of fashion To trust a Seruant with our priuate sinnes, The greater tye of blood, the greater faith, And therefore Parents haue beene held of late, The safest wheeles, on which the childrens lust, Hath hurried into act, with supple greatnesse, Nature doth weare a vertuous charme, and will Doe more in soft compassion to the sinne, Then gold or swelling promises. O Lodwicke! These things doe carry Horror, he is lost I feare, no I ha thought a something else, You shall with me to a Lady? With all my heart. Vnto my Mistresse. Your Mistresse, who's that? The faire Cleona. She is honest. Yes, were she otherwise, she were not worthy my visit, Not to loose circumstance I loue her. How? Honestly. You doe not meane to marry her? It sha'not be my fault if she refuse, To bee a Dutchesse. A'my Conscience, You are in earnest. As I hope to thriue in my desires, come You shall beare me company, and witnesse How I woe her. I commend Your nimble resolution, then a Wife Must bee had somewhere, wo'd y'ad mine, to ceole Your appetite, take your owne course, I can But pray for you; the thousand Crownes— Vpon Condition, you'l not refuse, to Accompany. Your Caroach quickly—stay— Now I thinke better on't, my Wife liues with her, They are Companions, I had forgot that? Shee'l take it kindly. It were enough to put her Into conceipt, I come in loue to her, My Constitution will not beare it, What? Not see her? Yet a thousand Crownes—God buy Condemne me to my wife. Yee heare Gentlemen? With griefe my Lord, and wonder at your sufferance. He is our Brother, we are confident Though he be wild he loues vs, twill become Vs t'pray and leaue him to a myracle But to our owne affaire. Loue and thy golden arrow, we shall try, How youle decide our second Destiny. A kisse, and then tis scaled, this she should know Better then the impression, which I made, With the rude signet, tis the same she left Vpon my lip▪ when I departed from her, And I haue kept it warme still, with my breath, That in my prayers hath mentioned her. My Lord? Dulcino welcome. thou art soone return'd, How dost thou like the Citie? Tis a heape of handsome building. And how the people? My conuersation hath not age enough To speake of them, more then they promise well, In their aspect, but I haue argument Enough in you my Lord, to fortifie Opinion, they are kind, and hospitable To strangers.