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 T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim typicality 0.77 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T16: lady, madam, gentleman, lordship, ladies, honour, mistress, sweet, court, servant.
I may suspect I have offended these; But pray interpret fairly, noble Sir, I do beseech you pardon The errors that you find in us frail women, Yet I believe you would not use me so Neglectfully: 'tis time, I take my leave. we are your humble servants. Sir, if you will not affect this Lady, I hope some other may. And write himself the happiest man alive; She is Widow for a Lord; but I am fixed, I would you had her Sir, I say no more; She has an estate of twenty Exchequers, and Is of so gentle soul. I leave you to repent Your cruelty, my Coach— Please you Madam, Do me the grace to let me wait upon you. Now do I expect she'll dote upon me: Ladies, you see what fortunes I neglect, She is a pretty handsome creature too. In my opinion Sir, you have not been So kind as she deserves, and for my part I have so much compassion of her sufferings, Were all the wit of younger brothers in you, And could you make me jointure of a Province, I would rather marry my father's serving man And stand at livery myself than be Wife to a man so ingrateful. How, sweet Lady? My sister, Sir, is just, can you expect An entertainment here after your scorn Of one that nobly loves you? I have used a precious policy to supplant myself, She has a scruple in her conscience, And will not wrong the Lady Bird, a pox Upon his Rhetoric. Your Lady Bird is Coached, and she hath took Sir Gervace with her. How? Their legs do justice In the same boot. Ha, ha, ha. Why do you laugh? What humour's this? Sir Gervace: Ha, ha, he thinks, ha, ha— You have a merry spleen, I know not what He thinks, but if he mean to retrieve the Lady Bird. Ha, ha. Pray let me know, whence springs this sudden mirth; I will laugh wi'ye. Hold my sides, my buttons! 'tis well your doublet's slashed Ha, ha, next time I come, I'll discover— I sha'not Contain myself i'th' street, ha, ha. The Poet's mad indeed, farewell Democritus. By your favour Sir. Your business? I understand your name is Thornay. It was my fathers, and 'tis, upon record, that I was christened Thomas, does that concern you Sir? I bring commends from a friend of yours. I crave you mercy, I am your servant. He appears unmoved. Thank you Sir, Godbe-wi'y'. Although I am confident You think it not my office to convey Letters so much respect I bear the Gentlewoman That sent it, I would think it Sir no burden To carry an answer to her. It requires none. Shall I return, you'll visit her in person? I cannot promise. Why? I may forget it. With your pardon Sir, she did impose on me. To know some resolution. She did? Are you acquainted with her?
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I may suspect I have offended these; But pray interpret fairely, noble Sir, I doe beseech you pardon The errors that you finde in us fraile women, Yet I beleeve you would not use me so Neglectfully: tis time, I take my leave. Wee are your humble servants. Sir, if you will not affect this Ladie, I hope some other may. And write himselfe the happiest man alive; She is Widow for a Lord; but I am fixt, I would you had her Sir, I say no more; She has an estate of twenty Exchequers, and▪ Is of so gentle soule. I leave you to repent Your cruelty, my Coach— Please you Madam, Doe me the grace to let me waite upon you. Now do I expect shee'l dote upon me: Ladies, you see what fortunes I neglect, She is a pretty handsome creature too. In my opinion Sir, you have not beene So kind as shee deserves, and for my part I have so much compassion of her sufferings, Were all the wit of younger brothers in you, And could you make me joynture of a Province, I would rather marry my fathers serving man And stand at livery my selfe than be Wife to a man so ingratefull. How, sweet Lady? My sister, Sir, is just, can you expect An entertainement here after your scorne Of one that nobly loves you? I have usd a pretious policie to supplant my selfe, She has a scruple in her conscience, And will not wrong the Lady Bird, a pox Vpon his Rhetoricke. Your Lady Bird is Coach'd, and she hath tooke Sir Gervace with her. How? Their legs doe just In the same boote. Ha, ha, ha. Why doe you laugh? What humor's this? Sir Gervace: Ha, ha, he thinkes, ha, ha— You have a merry spleene, I know not what He thinkes, but if he meane to retrive the Lady Bird. Ha, ha. Pray let me know, whence springs this suddaine mirth; I will laugh wi'yee. Hold my sides, my buttons! Tis well your doublet's slash'd Ha, ha, next time I come, Ile discover—I sha'not Containe my selfe i'th' streete, ha, ha. The Poet's mad indeed, farewell Democritus. By your favour Sir. Your businesse? I understand your name is Thornay. It was my fathers, and tis, upon record, that I was christened Thomas, does that concerne you Sir? I bring commends from a friend of yours. I crave you mercy, I am your servant. He appeares unmov'd. Thanke you Sir, Godbe-wi'y'. Although I am confident You thinke it not my office to convey Letters so much respect I beare the Gentlewoman That sent it, I would thinke it Sir no burden To carry an answer to her. It requires none. Shall I returne, you'l visit her in person? I cannot promise. Why? I may forget it. With your pardon Sir, she did impose on me. To know some resolution. She did? Are you acquainted with her?