The School of Compliment (Love Tricks) · chunk 23 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 T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 510 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
How like you it, sir? Roundelays very good, here is moneys and considerations, look you. We acknowledge your bounty, my Tenth-worthy. So Mistress, I have trespassed on your patience, now I will take occasion by the forelock. You can say your lecture: have you your handkercher ready, that when a Suitor comes, you may put him off with wiping your eyes, as if tears stood in 'em ever since your husband was buried; well, suppose I have had access to your chamber, I begin, Lady, think it not strange, if Love which is active in my bosom, force me to turn petitioner, that I may be reckoned amongst your servants; all my ambition, sweetest, is to be made happy in your affection, which I will study to deserve in my utmost possibilities. Alas, alas, I had a husband. Very well counterfeited, nay weep not, those eyes were made to shine, not waste with dew: if it be for the remembrance of him you have lost, recover him again, by placing your good opinion on a man shall sweat to do you services. It doth not, sir, become our modesty To talk of love so soon, you will renew My passion for his loss, and draw down tears Afresh upon his Hearse: you do not well T' oppress a widow thus, I pray, sir, leave me, At least I will enjoin you, if you stay, To speak no more of love, it is unwelcome. What, am I perfect? So 'twas very well, at the next lesson you shall learn to be more cunning. willt please you hear the Novice? Good boy, speak out. God save you, sir, felicities be accumulated upon you, sir, I thank you generous sir, you oblige me to be your servant, sir, in all my— p— o— s— possibility, sir, I honour your remembrance, sir, and shall be proud to do you my observance, sir, most noble sir. Very hopeful now: a repetition all together, the more, the merrier. What, at barleybreak? which couple are in hell? are not you Helen, whose insatiate lust ruined fair Illium? and you sir Paris with a golden nose? hark you, Rufaldo is married to Selina. Who? that's my father in Law. How, your father? look, he has cloven feet, I am glad I have found you, what are you in hell for? Insinuate to 'em all for their own safeties, he's desperate mad, bid none stir hence. hay, how came you all thus damned? Damned, who's damned? is Ienkin damned? I beseech you, sir, to maintain the credit of my School, I shall be undone else, humour him a little. Will you have her be damned? when hear you pray a Welshman was damned? of all things in the urld, her cannot abide to be damned. See if you can roar him away. Keep off, I am Hercules, son of Alcmena, Compressed by Ioue, I'll carbonado thee. How, art thou Hercules? Lie there, usurper of Alcides' name, Bold Centaur: so he's dead, by this I prove I am Ioue borne.
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How like you it, sir? Roundelayes very good, here is moneyes and considerations, looke you. We acknowledge your bounty, my Tenth-worthy. So Mistris, I haue trespass'd on your patience, now I will take occasion by the fore-locke. You can say your lecture: haue you your hand-kercher ready, that when a Sutor comes, you may put him off with wiping your eyes, as if teares stood in 'em euer since your husbād was buried; well, suppose I haue had accesse to your chamber, I begin, Lady, thinke it not strange, if Loue which is actiue in my bosome, force me to turne petitioner, that I may be reckened amongst your seruants; all my ambition, sweetest, is to be made happy in your affection, which I will study to deserue in my vtmost possibilities. Alas, alas, I had a husband. Very well counterfeited, nay weepe not, those eyes were made to shine, not waste with dew: if it be for the remembrance of him you haue lost, recouer him againe, by placing your good opinion on a man shall sweat to doe you seruices. It doth not, sir, become our modesty To talke of loue so soone, you will renew My passion for his losse, and draw downe teares Afresh vpon his Hearse: you doe not well T' oppresse a widdow thus, I pray, sir, leaue me, At least I will enioyne you, if you stay, To speake no more of loue, it is vnwelcome. What, am I perfect? So 'twas very well, at the next lesson you shall learne to be more cunning. Wilt please you heare the Nouice? Good boy, speake out. God saue you, sir, felicities be accumulated vpon you, sir, I thanke you generous sir, you oblige me to be your seruant, sir, in all my—p—o—s—possibilitie, sir, I honour your remembrance, sir, and shall bee proud to doe you my obseruance, sir, most noble sir. Very hopefull now: a repetition all together, the more, the merrier. What, at Barley-breake? which couple are in hell? are not you Hellen, whose insatiate lust ruin'd faire Illium? and you sir Paris with a golden nose? harke you, Rufaldo is married to Selina. Who? that's my father in Law. How, your father? looke, hee has clouen feete, I am glad I haue found you, what are you in hell for? Insinuate to 'em all for their owne safeties, hee's desperate mad, bid none stirre hence. Hey, how came you all thus damn'd? Damn'd, who's damn'd? is Ienkin damn'd? I beseech you, sir, to maintaine the credit of my Schoole, I shall be vndone else, humour him a little. Will you haue her be damn'd? when heare you pray' a Welshman was damn'd? of all things in the vrld, her cannot abide to be damn'd. See if you can roare him away. Keepe off, I am Hercules, sonne of Alcmena, Compress'd by Ioue, Ile carbonado thee. How, art thou Hercules? Lye there, vsurper of Alcides name, Bold Centaure: so he's dead, by this I proue I am Ioue borne.