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 · 490 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Why how now Frank? what melancholy? How came you hither? Why o'my feet: I was at your lodging to inquire for you, And here they told me I should find you. Yes, Here I am lost indeed; prithee excuse my dulness. What's the matter, come I guess The cause, which of these Gentlewomen is't? I saw 'em. Didst? and how dost like 'em prithee? I do like 'em so well, that I could wish— Which, which of them? Faith I cannot tell, the worst of 'em both a-bed wi'me. Thy wishes are Not modest: couldst thou love one of them nobly? Ha? thou hast a person and fortune to invite thy Entertainment, come let me counsel you. To what? To love, and to a blessing: couldst thou see So sweet a pair, and feel no burning shaft? Hast thou a soul about thee, that is capable Of knowledge and delight? didst ever love? Yes once, and I think heartily, for the time, But I ha'drowned her. How? In Sack, I think as gallants lose their Mistresses, By drinking their health too often. Prithee do not trifle. What wouldst have me answer? I can love. A woman? What dost make of me? With honour? And honesty, if I see cause. Enough; thou shalt have cause Within two minutes, shalt but see again These sisters, and be proud to be a servant, I prophesy already; oh my friend! Pray take me wi'you. Yes, thou shalt go with me And speak to 'em, and be amazed as I am, To know there are such creatures. I ha' seen a multitude of fair ones. All other women Are but like pictures in a gallery, Set off to th'eye, and have no excellency But in their distance; but these two, far off Shall tempt thee to just wonder, and drawn near Can satisfy thy narrowest curiosity: The stock of woman hath not two more left, To rival them in graces. You speak for 'em, I may go farther, and fare worse,—. I'll not Consider more on't, let's to 'em, stay— Which of these two's your mistress? let me know Where to direct my service. That question Hath puzzled me already. Say, which is't you best affect? I love 'em both, so equally, I know not which to name. How, both? what then Should I do with 'em? art thou mad? A little, Contain thyself, and call thy reason to thee, Although it be the cruelty of my fate, I can be no bar to thee; I can enjoy But one, and yet thou shalt have choice Of both, thou art not thus my rival, But my friend, relief of my distraction for she Whom thou refusest, if thou canst endear thyself to either, In my heart shall meet a clear and perfect entertainment. Hum. Canst thou resolve? win either, And we both grow happy at once. You say well, this is fair— They are here.
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Why how now Franke? what melancholy? How came you hither? Why o'my feet: I was at your lodging to enquire for you, And here they told me I should finde you. Yes, Here I am lost indeed; prethee excuse my dulnesse. What's the matter, come I ghesse The cause, which of these Gentlewomen is't? I saw 'em▪ Didst? and how dost like 'em prethee? I doe like 'em so well, that I could wish— Which, which of them? Faith I cannot tell, the worst of 'em both a-bed wi'me. Thy wishes are Not modest: couldst thou love one of them nobly? Ha? thou hast a person and fortune to invite thy Entertainement, come let me counsell you. To what? To love, and to a blessing: couldst thou see So sweet a paire, and feele no burning shaft? Hast thou a soule about thee, that is capable Of knowledge and delight? didst ever love? Yes once, and I thinke heartily, for the time, But I ha'drowned her. How? In Sacke, I thinke as gallants lose their Mistresses, By drinking their health too often. Prethee doe not trifle. What wouldst have me answer? I can love. A woman? What dost make of mee? With honour? And honesty, if I see cause. Enough; thou shalt have cause Within two minutes, shalt but see agen These sisters, and be proud to be a servant, I prophesie already; oh my friend! Pray take me wi'you. Yes, thou shalt goe with me And speake to 'em, and be amaz'd as I am, To know there are such creatures. I ha'seene a multitude of faire ones. All other women Are but like pictures in a gallery, Set off to th'eye, and have no excellency But in their distance; but these two, farre off Shall tempt thee to just wonder, and drawne neere Can satisfie thy narrowest curiosity: The stocke of woman hath not two more left, To rivall them in graces. You speake for 'em, I may goe farther, and fare worse,—. Ile not Consider more on't, lets to 'em, stay— Which of these two's your mistresse? let me know▪ Where to direct my service. That question Hath puzled mee already. Say, which is't you best affect▪ I love em both, so equally, I know not which to name. How, both? what then Should I doe with em? art thou mad? A little, Containe thy selfe, and call thy reason to thee, Although it be the cruelty of my fate, can be no barre to thee; I can enjoy But one, and yet thou shalt have choice Of both, thou art not thus my rivall, But my friend, reliefe of my distraction for shee Whom thou refusest, if thou canst endeare thy selfe to either, In my heart shall meet a cleere and perfect entertainment. Hum. Canst thou resolve? winne either, And we both grow happy at once. You say well, this is faire— They are here.