Shirley, James · published 1632 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Jan 10] (Annals) comedy · King's Revels Company (?); Prince Charles's Men (second) (?) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 504 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
You are most welcome. You may believe my sister, she ne'er speaks But by direction of her heart. I am confident, Nor hath she any virtue, which you do not Divide with her; your twins in birth and goodness! Y'are bountiful in character. I'll not oppose you Sir, and you can win their opinion. 'Tis enough, I shall be proud to serve you; But at this present, with your noble licence, I take my leave, there is a Lord expects To meet me at a Tavern, that has come fourscore and nineteen mile, to hear an elegy of My composition He deserves to enjoy you. I'll attend the Ladies, when my stars will be more propitious, i'th' interim wearing your beautiful figures in my heart, I kiss your white hand— I think the stock of his discourse be wasted, And he returns to take up more on's credit, Until he break again, the Town is full Of these vainglorious flashes. Chrysolina, You see what store of servants ye attract, Plenty of lovers but I hope you will Be ruled, and take my counsel: which of all And be plain wi'memee, hold you best opinion of? You will not Sir, be angry, if I answer you justly. No no, tell me. I confess, I now do feel the power of love, until That Gentleman— Which, which Gentleman? By his fair merit, won my heart's consent, I had my freedom. Master Gerard? The same, oh Sir, there's no comparison With him and those that proffer us their service: Sir Gervace is but title, other noise, Empty of all reality and worth, There is my choice, more precious to my thoughts, Than all mankind without him, and I hope You will be kind in your allowance Sir. You might have used less haste in your election, Or first acquainted me, you shall do well To keep possession of your heart awhile; But I'll consider; send your sister to me: What say you daughter to Sir Gervace? Nothing, as much as he hath said to me. I affect worth, not show; and in my choice I hope your judgement Sir will meet. I like this well, be obedient. What think you Sir, of Master Gerard? You do not love him? I should then belie My heart when I deny him my best love, He needs not boast his worth, like those whom Nature And Art have left unfurnished, he's a man For birth, for education, for his fortune, Worthy a nobler wife, than she that now Commends him to you. Would you marry him? I know not that man in the world beside, I would call husband, in my soul I am Already his, and if you will not be Held cruel to your daughter— How's this? Both in love with the same man? my care will be To a great purpose, this is very strange; Send your sister to me; come hither, come hither, You are not yet contracted to that Gentleman. No such thing has passed.
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You are most welcome. You may beleeve my sister, she n'er speakes But by direction of her heart. I am confident, Nor hath she any vertue, which you doe not Divide with her; your twins in birth and goodnesse! Y'are bountifull in character. Ile not oppose you Sir, and you can winne their opinion. 'Tis enough, I shall be proud to serve you; But at this present, with your noble licence, I take my leave, there is a Lord expects To meete me at a Taverne, that has come Fourescore and nineteene mile, to heare an elegy of My composition He deserves to enjoy you. Ile attend the Ladies, when my starres will be more propitious, ith' interim wearing your beautifull figures in my heart, I kisse your white hand— I thinke the stocke of his discourse be wasted, And he returnes to take up more on's credit, Vntill he breake agen, the Towne is full Of these vaineglorious flashes. Chrisolina, You see what store of servants yee attract, Plenty of louers but I hope you will Be ruld, and take my counsell: which of all And be plaine wi'mee, hold you best opinion of? You will not Sir, be angry, if I answer you justly. No no, tell me. I confesse, I now doe feele the power of love, untill That Gentleman— Which, which Gentleman? By his faire merit, won my hearts consent, I had my freedome. Master Gerard? The same, oh Sir, there's no comparison With him and those that proffer us their service: Sir Gervace is but title, tother noise, Empty of all reality and worth, There is my choise, more pretious to my thoughts, Than all mankind without him, and I hope You will be kind in your allowance Sir. You might have us'd lesse haste in your election, Or first acquainted me, you shall doe well To keepe possession of your heart awhile; But Ile consider; send your sister to me: What say you daughter to Sir Gervace? Nothing, as much as he hath said to me. I affect worth, not shew; and in my choise I hope your judgement Sir will meete. I like this well, be obedient. What thinke you Sir, of Master Gerard? You doe not love him? I should then bely My heart when I deny him my best love, He needes not boast his worth, like those whom Nature And Art have left unfurnish'd, hee's a man For birth, for education, for his fortune, Worthy a nobler wife, than shee that now Commends him to you. Would you marry him? I know not that man in the world beside, I would call husband, in my soule I am Already his, and if you will not be Held cruell to your daughter— How's this? Both in love with the same man? my care will be To a great purpose, this is very strange; Send your sister to me; come hither, come hither, You are not yet contracted to that Gentleman. No such thing has past.