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 T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
But you are content to take him for your bridegroom, I mean Master Gerard. And call it happiness; Your mother calls: so, so, do you hear? Aurelia, do you love that Gentleman? Yes. Very good, when your wedding clothes come home, pray give me leave to pay for 'em, and the dinner too. I say nothing of a portion, go after your sister: hum, this is very pretty, faith, let me be bold to ask you a question Sir. My answer shall be just, and free. Which of my daughters do you love best? As y'are a Gentleman the truth, if you affect either, it Is quickly answered. The truth is, as you ask, I love neither. How, do you love none of 'em both, they are very well rewarded. Love neither of them best, they are so equal in beauty, and desert, by both I swear, I cannot prefer any. You'd not have two wives against the Statute? When I have the happiness to speak with one alone, There's so much sweetness in her, such a troop Of graces waiting on her words and actions, I love her infinitely, and think it blessing To see her smile, but when the tother comes In presence, in her eye she brings a charm To make me dote on her; I am divided, And like the trembling Needle of a Dial, My heart's afraid to fix, in such a plenty I have no star to sail by. This is stranger. Than all the rest, but do you love 'em both? I dare not call it my misfortune Sir, And yet I know not.— What will become of'is? is't possible? My daughter will be mad if this humour Hold, and I am little better while I think on't: I'll to 'em again. On whom shall I complain for my hard fate? Love is not innocent enough to be A child, yet Poets give him Deity, Fond men! prove it in me, thou quivered Boy, That love with equal flame two Mistresses, I will believe thee a god, and kiss thy dart, Furnish my bosom with another heart. I Am her Keeper; expect here a while, And I'll prepare her. I'll attend; poor Gentlewoman, Borne with more freedom than thou livest, thy parents Left thee not rich to be a prisoner, Nay worse, a prey to this hard man, who hath Sold thee already, for if I obtain Thy love— I hear 'em coming. Gentle Niece, Misconstrue not my actions, 'tis my care Of thee, and to satisfy the duty I owe to my dead Brother, thy kind parent: I thus restrain thee, thou art young, and canst not. Being so good thyself, suspect the world Hath any false men in't; I know there are Gallants, that study to undo such Virgins As thou art, that will flatter and betray Thy fortunes to their riot, this unhappiness I would prevent, and have new found a man, Into whose arms I may deliver up The wealth that I am trusted with.
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But you are content to take him for your bridegroome, I meane Master Gerard. And call it happinesse; Your mother calls: so, so, doe you heare? Aurelia, doe you love that Gentleman? Yes. Very good▪ when your wedding clothes come home, pray give me leave to pay for 'em, and the dinner too. I say nothing of a portion, goe after your sister: hum, this is very pretty, faith, let me be bold to aske you a question Sir. My answer shall be just, and free. Which of my daughters doe you love best? As y'are a Gentleman the truth, if you affect either, it Is quickly answered. The truth is, as you aske, I love neither. How, doe you love none of 'em both, they are very well rewarded. Love neither of them best, they are so equall in beauty, and desert, by both I sweare, I cannot preferre any. You'd not have two wives against the Statute? When I have the happinesse to speak with one alone▪ Theres so much sweetnesse in her, such a troope Of graces waiting on her words and actions, I love her infinitely, and thinke it blessing To see her smile, but when the tother comes In presence, in her eie she brings a charme To make me dote on her; I am divided, And like the trembling Needle of a Dyall, My heart's afraid to fixe, in such a plenty I have no starre to sayle by. This is stranger. Than all the rest, but doe you love e'm both? I dare not call it my misfortune Sir, And yet I know not.— What will become o'this? I'st possible? My daughter will be mad if this humor Hold, and I am little better while I thinke on't: Ile to e'm agen. On whom shall I complaine for my hard fate? Love is not innocent enough to bee A child, yet Poets give him Deity, Fond men! prove it in me, thou quiverd Boy, That love with equall flame two Mistresses, I will beleeve thee a god, and kisse thy dart, Furnish my bosome with another heart. I Am her Keeper; expect here a while, And Ile prepare her. Ile attend; poore Gentlewoman, Borne with more freedome than thou livest, thy parents Left thee not rich to be a prisoner, Nay worse, a prey to this hard man, who hath Sold thee already, for if I obtaine Thy love— I heare e'm comming. Gentle Neece, Misconster not my actions, 'tis my care Of thee, and to satisfie the duty I owe to my dead Brother, thy kinde parent: I thus restraine thee, thou art young, and canst not. Being so good thy selfe, suspect the world Hath any false men in't; I know there are Gallants, that study to undoe such Virgins As thou art, that will flatter and betray Thy fortunes to their riot, this unhappinesse I would prevent, and have new found a man, Into whose armes I may deliver up The wealth that I am trusted with.