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The Northern Lass · chunk 54 of 54

Brome, Richard · published 1632 · first performed or written 1629 [licensed for stage, Jul 29] (Annals)
comedy · King's Men · Blackfriars
unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 490 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.

Lady give me leave, if I have strained a point of friendship, it was your love gave the strength to my wit. Fit. My love? Your love indeed Lady. Which (and which Cupid pardon me for) now, that I see I may enjoy, I am not so eagerly taken with, yet if you will— Sir you cannot enjoy me, not he her, less you can disprove the lawfulness of our former Marriage. To clear that point, do you know the Minister? 'tis not so long since, but I can remember his face. Then to continue sir Paul's Metamorphosis? I'll draw him out of this Doctor. Is not this he? It is. But is not he a lawful Minister; I would know that. To clear that doubt there lies my Order of Priesthood. Who, Oliver!— even he, the Parson Nochurch, and this my Patron, whom I must beseech together with the whole company, to preserve me out of the high Commission: for look you, here is again your Licence. Would you do this Master Tridewell? Faith I foresaw an unto wardness in the Match: which if you repent the breach of, there's your Licence; and the way to Church lies before you. No sir. First get my brother free of his contract, and then a Licence with your own name, and I'll wait on you to Church, as soon as you will. O that's done already. What are you agreed? Most happily sir, sister all's well again. I have given her a hundred pound to relinquish her right in me. Which afore all these witnesses you do; do you not? Yes most freely. Well then, I will not forswear to marry, But if ever I steal a Wife again, let her be a witch, and may I burn with her for company. Governor, thou art out of countenance, and thou too honest Humphrey, methinks. Come bear up. I forgive. 'twas your errors, not malice. Sir for my part, i'll take my corporal oath— It shall not need good Humphrey. And for me sir— wid. Nay, I dare not but believe thee before thou speakest Governor: therefore prithee let's not talk on't ourselves, but quietly, and presently begin our travels, that we may hear nobody else talk on't. Gentlemen and Ladies, I see you all at peace so well, that I wish no further content to any, except Master Nonsense here. Never credit me but I have had sport enough o' conscience, and if I do not make a Stage phyen't, when I come into Cornwall: I protest and vow then say there was Nonsense in this. I am glad you conclude so friendly with the rest. All the unquietness will be in the Kitchen presently If your meat stay for you. Gallants. I was time to speak. They knock at Dresser already. Will ye in? You are all Welcome: And I wish every Guest as merry, as our Northern Lasses Feast.
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PlayThe Northern Lass
AuthorBrome, Richard
Publication year (edition)1632
First performance / composition (Annals)1629 [licensed for stage, Jul 29]
First performance (BritDrama)1629 [Jul]
Company (BritDrama)King's Men
TheaterBlackfriars;Globe;Indoor Professional;Outdoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 981 · TCP A16924 · DEEP 793
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1329–1353 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 54 of 54 in this edition
Length490 words · 639 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy at 0.820
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Lady giue me leaue, if I haue strayn'd a point of friendship, it was your loue gaue the strenght to my wit. Fit. loue? Your loue indeed Lady. Which (and which Cupid pardon me for) now, that I see I may enioy, I am not so eagerly taken with, yet if you will— Sir you cannot enioy me, not he her, lesse you can disproue the lawfulnesse of our former Mariage. To cleare that point, doe you know the Minister? Tis not so long since, but I can remember his face. Then to continue sir Pauls Metamorphosis? Ile draw him out of this Doctor. Is not this hee? It is. But is not hee a lawfull Minister; I would know that. To cleare that doubt there lyes my Order of Priesthood. Who, Oliuer!— Euen hee, the Parson Nochurch, and this my Patron, whom I must beseech together with the whole company, to preserue me out of the high Commission: for looke you, here is againe your Licence. Would you doe this Master Tridewell? Faith I foresaw an vnto wardnesse in the Match: which if you repent the breach of, there's your Licence; and the way to Church lyes before you. No sir. First get my brother free of his contract, and then a Licence with your owne name, and Ile waite on you to Church, as soone as you will. O that's done already. What are ou agreed? Most happily sir, sister alls well againe. I haue giuen her a hundred pound to relinquish her right in me. Which afore all these witnesses you doe; doe you not? Yes most freely. Well then, I will not forsweare to marry, But if euer I steale a Wife againe, let her be a witch, and may I ourn with her for company. Gouernour, thou art out of countenance, and thou too honest Humfrey, me thinkes. Come beare vp. I forgiue. Twas your errors, not malice. Sir for my part, ile take my corporall oath— It sll not need good Humfrey. And for me sir—wid. Nay, I dare not but beeleeue the before thou speakest Couernour: therefore prithee lets not talke o't our selues, but quietly, and presently beginne our trauels, that we may heare no body else talke on't. Gentlemen and Ldies, I ee you all at peaceo well, that I wish no further content to any, except Master Nonsense hre. Neuer credit me but I haue had sport enugh'o conscience, and if I doe not make a Stage phyen't, when I come into Cornewall: I protest and vow then say there was Nonsense in this. I am glad you conclude so rendly with the rest. All the vnquietnesse will be in the Kitchin presently If your meat stay for you. Gallants. I was time to speake. They knock at Dresser already. Will yee in? You re all Welcome: And I wish euery Guest as merry, as our Northern asses Feast.