The School of Compliment (Love Tricks) · chunk 15 of 44
Shirley, James · published 1631 · first performed or written 1625 [licensed for stage, Feb 11] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T7 The Trojan war: conflict and its afterma · 480 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T7: hector, troy, achilles, greeks, aeneas, priam, ulysses, troilus, trojan, trojans.
This? And the hand beckons us To cry out murder. I'll but hold it by the hand. That's a leg o'th' boy. This sir, a leg, it shall go with me then. There, there 'tis, head and yellow curled locks, His eyes are full of tears, now they do stare, To see where all his other members lie. So I have all his quarters, I'll presently, sir, get poles for 'em, and hang 'em upon the Gates in their postures for you. But she and Iason are both slipped, and Argos is Sailing home to Greece, see how the waves Do toss the Vessel, and the winds conspire To dash it 'gainst a Rock, it rides upon A watery mountain, and is hid in clouds, It cannot stay there, now, now, it tumbles, Three fathom beneath Hell, let 'em go, Here comes the Father of Medea now, Calling in vain unto the gods, and spies His son's limbs thrown about, in stead of flowers, To his daughter's nuptials he does take 'em up, He knows the face, and now he tears his hair, And raves, and cries Medea, poor old man, Command a funeral pile for thy young Child, And lay the pretty limbs on, from whose ashes Shalt have another Son i'th' shape of Phoenix. Shall I? excellent! Prepare a fire All of sweet wood for my sweet boy, a fire, a fire. 'Tis now early day: fie, what a long night hath this been? the Sun went drunk to bed the last night, and could not see to rise this morning: I could hardly wink, I am sure, love kept me waking, and the expectation of this my wedding day did so caper in my brains, I thought of nothing but dancing the shaking of the sheets with my sweetheart. It is certain, I am young everybody now tells me, so it did appear by Selina's consenting so soon to love, for when I had but broke the Ice of my affection, she fell over head and ears in love with me; was ever man so happy as I am? I do feel, I do feel my years fall off, as the rain from a man that comes dropping in, I do feel myself every day grow younger and younger still: let me see, an hundred years hence, if I live to 't, I shall be new out of my teens, and running into years of discretion again: Well, I will now to Master Cornelio's, and bid 'em good morrow with a noise of Musicians, and to see the very talking of music, how my heart leaps and dances, at my wedding already! I have bespoke the Parson to marry us, and have promised a double fee for expedition. O now I am so proud of my joy, my feet do not know what ground they stand on.
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This? And the hand beckens vs To cry out murder. Ile but hold it by the hand. That's a leg o'th boy. This sir, a leg, it shall goe with me then. There, there 'tis, head and yellow curled locks, His eyes are full of teares, now they doe stare, To see where all his other members lye. So I haue all his quarters, Ile presently, sir, get poles for 'em, and hang 'em vpon the Gates in their postures for you. But she and Iason are both slipt, and Argos is Sayling home to Greece, see how the waues Doe tosse the Vessell, and the windes conspire To dash it 'gainst a Rocke, it rides vpon A watery mountaine, and is hid in cloudes, It cannot stay there, now, now, it tumbles, Three fatham beneath Hell, let 'em goe, Here comes the Father of Medea now, Calling in vaine vnto the gods, and spies His Sonnes limbes throwne about, in stead of flowers, To his Daughters nuptials he does take 'em vp, He knowes the face, and now he teares his haire, And raues, and cryes Medea, poore old man, Command a funerall pile for thy yong Childe, And lay the pretty limbs on, from whose ashes Shalt haue another Sonne i'th shape of Phoenix. Shall I? excellent! Prepare a fire All of sweet wood for my sweet boy, a fire, a fire. 'Tis now early day: fie, what a long night hath this beene? the Sunne went drunke to bed the last night, and could not see to rise this morning: I could hardly winke, I am sure, loue kept me waking, and the expectation of this my wedding day did so caper in my braines, I thought of nothing but dancing the shaking of the sheets with my sweet-heart. It is certaine, I am yong euery body now tels me, so it did appeare by Selina's consenting so soone to loue, for when I had but broke the Ice of my affection, shee fell ouer head and eares in loue with me; was euer man so happy as I am? I doe feele, I doe feele my yeeres fall off, as the raine from a man that comes dropping in, I doe feele my selfe euery day grow yonger and yonger still: let me see, an hundred yeeres hence, if I liue to 't, I shall be new out of my teenes, and running into yeeres of discretion agen: Well, I will now to Master Cornelios, and bid 'em good morrow with a noise of Musicions, and to see the very talking of musicke, how my heart leapes and dances, at my wedding already! I haue bespoke the Parson to marry vs, and haue promised a double fee for expedition. O now I am so proud of my Ioy, my feete doe not know what ground they stand on.