The School of Compliment (Love Tricks) · chunk 12 of 44
Shirley, James · published 1631 · first performed or written 1625 [licensed for stage, Feb 11] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.85 · 442 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Dear father, low as earth I tender you The duty of a daughter, I have heard you Not with a careless ear, that liberty You have bestowed on me, for which I owe All that I am, doth make me confident You will not be offended, if I tell you My love is virtuous, were it otherwise, I should elect as you premonish youth, And prodigal blood: And father, I think here I show myself your daughter, nor am I Without good precedent too: how many fine Young noble Ladies, in this fairy I'll, Have matched with reverend age? and live as they Were borne from Nature's purity, free from stain Of sensual imputation, by their Loves, Deriving heavenly honours to themselves 'bove merit of equality. No more, heaven's blessing and mine Light on thee, shalt have Rufaldo. I would not leave Rufaldo for a world Of rash untemperate youth, believe it sir. Rufaldo, heard you that? she says she would not Leave you for a world of other men. Nor I for thousand worlds forsake my Love. Come seal it with a kiss, another, another, another. As close as Cockles. Oh, that we were married! 'tis death to stay the Ceremonies, would we were a-bed together. 'Twere time I see we were at conference, To confirm all things for the marriage, You being agreed, I think we shall not differ In other circumstance, and 'twere sin to let That keep your joys asunder by delay: Please you we'll have some treaties. Most willingly, O my bird, my Chick, my Dove, My America, my new-found world, I shall shortly Run back into one and twenty again. With what agility he moves himself, As he were made of air? let weakness tax Our inequality, I have a mind Can easily contemn what the world's malice Out of its own first guiltiness can throw Upon our loves, 't shall be enough for me Thus to convince the world of so much baseness, Lodged in luxurious thoughts, by my chaste thoughts. Rufaldo, thou art mine, all time, methinks Is slow, till we be actually possessed Of mutual enjoying. Stay, who's this The Welshman that delivers his affection At second hand to me. Look you Pages, where our Sweethearts and pigsneys be, & her could tell what to say to her now, know her heart very well, but pogs upon her, cannot aule her knowledge speak Rhetorics, and Oratories, and fine words to her? look you know better to fight, and cut doublets with her Welsh glaves, mark you. Sir will you lose this opportunity, you'll curse yourself in Welsh, two or three days together for't.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Deare father, low as earth I tender you The duty of a daughter, I haue heard you Not with a carelesse eare, that liberty You haue bestow'd on me, for which I owe All that I am, doth make me confident You will not be offended, if I tell you My loue is vertuous, were it otherwise, I should elect as you premonish youth, And prodigall blood: And father, I thinke here I shew my selfe your daughter, nor am I Without good president too: how many fine Young noble Ladies, in this Faiëry Ile, Haue matcht with reuerend age? and liue as they Were borne from Natures puritie, free from staine Of sensuall imputation, by their Loues, Deriuing heauenly honours to themselues 'Boue merit of equality. No more, heauens blessing and mine Light on thee, sha't haue Rufaldo. I would not leaue Rufaldo for a world Of rash vntemperate youth, beleeue it sir. Rufaldo, heard you that? she sayes she would not Leaue you for a world of other men. Nor I for thousand worlds forsake my Loue. Come seale it with a kisse, another, another, another. As close as Cockles. Oh, that we were married! 'tis death to stay the Ceremonies, would we were a bed together. 'Twere time I see we were at conference, To confirme all things for the marriage, You being agreed, I thinke we shall not differ In other circumstance, and 'twere sinne to let That keepe your ioyes asunder by delay: Please you weele haue some treaties. Most willingly, O my bird, my Chicke, my Doue, My America, my new-found world, I shall shortly Run backe into one and twenty againe. With what agility he moues himselfe, As he were made of ayre? let weaknes taxe Our inequality, I haue a minde Can easily contemne what the worlds malice Out of its owne first guiltines can throw Vpon our loues, 't shall be enough for me Thus to conuince the world of so much basenes, Lodg'd in luxurious thoughts, by my chast thoughts. Rufaldo, thou art mine, all time, me thinkes Is slow, till we be actually possest Of mutuall enioying. Stay, who's this The Welshman that deliuers his affection At second hand to me. Looke you Pages, where our Sweet-hearts and Pigsnies be, & her could tell what to say to her now, know her heart very well, but pogs vpon her, cannot aule her knowledge speake Rethoricks, and Oratories, and fine words to her? looke you kanow better to fight, and cut doublets with her Welsh glaues, marke you. Sir will you loose this opportunitie, youle curse your selfe in Welsh, two or three dayes together for't.