The Grateful Servant (The Faithful Servant) · chunk 7 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 T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.90 · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
You command me. What pretty youth is that? sure I have seen That face before, Never, I brought him first To Savoy, having brought him from the Bandetti, in my passage, o'er the Confines, Is't not a sweet fam'd thing? there are some Ladies, Might change their beauties with him. And gain by it. nay, to his shape he has as fine a soul, Which 〈◊〉 that perfection. You ha' not Been long acquainted with him. I have skill my Character, full excellent excellent sweetness. You express him Passionately. his virtue will deserve More praise, he suffers Sir for love, in that He is a Gentleman, for never could Narrow, and earthly minds, be capable Of love's impression, or the injury— He willingly forsook his friends, and Country, Because unkindly for unworthy ends, They would have forced him marry against his heart. He told me so himself, and it were sin, Not to believe him, but omitting these, How fares the best of Ladies my Cleona? Your Cleona? Mine, she is in affection, She is not married. No? She is in health? Yes. There is something in thy looks, I cannot Read by thy own gloss, and make me know, That doubtful text, to whom hath she given up, The hope of my felicity, her heart, Since my too fatal absence? Unto none, Within the circle of my knowledge, Then I am renewed again, may thy tongue never Know sorrows 〈◊〉. Will you presently Visit her? I have sent a letter, to Certify, I am still her living servant. No matter, we'll be there, before the boy, There is necessity, if you knew all, Come let's away. Again thou dost afflict My soul with jealousy, if she have still The 〈◊〉 possession of her heart— But you are Dead Sir, remember that. I shall be living, And soon enough present myself her fresh, And active Lower. If the Duke be not Before you▪ How? The Duke, 'tis so resolved, Your rival, if you still affect Cleona, Within this hour, he means his first solicit And personal siege, lose not yourself with wonder, If you neglect this opportunity, She having firm opinion of your death, It will not be a miracle, if the Title Of Duchess be a strong temptation, To a weak woman. I must thank your love, And counsel, but for this time, disengage Your further stay with me, the Duke may miss you, preserve his favour, and forget me in Your conference, I would be still concealed, Let me consider on my fate, again I thank you, and dismiss you, Quiet thoughts, Dwell in your breast, in all things I obey you, You know you have my heart. She's but a woman. Yet how shall I be able to accuse her, With any justice, when she thinks me dead, The Duke, I must do something, I am full Of discord, and my thoughts are fight in me, From our own army must arise our fear, When love itself is turned a Mutineere.
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You command me. What pretty youth is that? sure I haue seene That face before, Neuer, I brought him first To Savy, hauing brought him from the Bandetti, in my passage, ore the Confines, Is't not a sweet fa'd thing? there are some Ladies, Might change their beauties with him. And gaine by it. Ny, o his shape he has as fine a Soule, Which that perfection. You ha not Ben long acquainted with him. I haue skill : my Character, full xcellent excellent sweetnesse. You expresse him Passionately. Hs vertue will deserue More praise, he suffers Sir for loue, in that He is a Gentleman, for neuer could Narrow, and earthly mindes, be capable Of Loues impession, or the iniury— He willingly forsooke his friends, and Country, Because vnkindly for vnworthy ends, They would haue forc'd him marry against his heart. He told me so himselfe, and it were sinne, Not to belieue him, but omitting these, How fares the best of Ladies my Cleona? Your Cleon? Mine, she is in affection, She is not married. No? She is in health? Yes. There is something in thy lookes, I cannot Reade by thy own glosse, and make me know, That doubtfull text, to whom hath she giuen vp, The hope of my feliciie, her heart, Since my too fatall absence? Vnto none, Within the circle of my knowledge, Then I am renew'd agen, may thy tongue neuer Know sorrowes . Will you pesently Visit her? I haue sent a letter, to Certifie, I am still her liuing Seruant. No matter, weele be there, before the boy, There is necessity, if you knew all, Come lets away. Agen thou dost aflict My Soule with iealousie, if she haue still The possssion of her heart— But you are Dead Sir, remember that. I shall be liuing, And soone enough present my selfe her fresh, And actiue Lower. If the Duke bee not Before you▪ How? The Duke, 'tis so resolu'd, Your riuall, if you till affect Cleona, Within this houre, he means his first solicite And personall seige, loose not your selfe with wonder, If you neglect this opportunity, She hauing firme opinion of your death, It will not be a myracle, if the Title Of Dutchesse be a strong temptation, To a weake woman. I must thanke your loue, And Counsell, but for this time, disingage Your further stay with me, th Duke may misse you, Prserue his fauour, and forget me in Your conference, I would be still conceal'd, Let me cnsider on my fate, agen I thanke you, and dismisse you, Quiet thoughts, Dwell in your breast, in all things I obey you, You know you haue my heart. She's but a womn. Yet how shall I be able to accuse her, With any Iustice, when she thinks me dead, The Duke, I must doe something, I am full Of discord, and my thoughts are fighting in me, From our owne armie must arise ur feare, When loue it selfe is turn'd a Mutinre.