Renaissance Drama — Topics · seed 42

The Maid of Honor · chunk 37 of 37

Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1621 [1621-1622; prologue, 1629/30(?)] (Annals)
tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit
unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 494 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.

For my part I cannot guess the issue. Do your duty, And with all speed you can, you may dispatch us. Thus as a principal ornament to the Church I seize her. How. So young and so religious. She has forsook the world. And Syllie too, I shall run mad. Hence with the fool, proceed Sir Look on this maid of honour now Truly honoured in her vow She pays to heaven, vain delight By day, or pleasure of, the night, She no more thinks of this fair hair (Favours for great kings to wear) mun now be shorn. Her rich array Changed into a homely grey. The dainties with which she was fed And her proud flesh pampered, Must not be tasted, from the spring, For wine cold water we will bring And with fasting mortify The feasts of sensuality. Her jewels, beads, and she must look Not in a glass, but holy book; To teach her the ne'er erring way To immortality. O may She as she purposes to be A Child new borne to piety, Persever in in it, and good men With Saints and Angels say Amen This is the marriage! this the port! to which My vows must steer me, fill my spreading sails With the pure wind of your devotions for me, That I may touch the secure haven, where Eternall happinesse keepes her reside ne, Temptations to frailty never entering. I am dead to the world, and thus dispose Of what I leave behind me, and dividing My state into three parts, I thus bequeath it. The first to the fair Nunnery, to which I dedicate the last, and better part Of my frail life; a second portion To pious uses; and the third to thee Adorni, for thy true and faithful service. And ere I mistake last farewell with hope To find a grant, may suit to you is that You would for my sake pardon this young man And to his merits love him, and no further. I thus confirm it. And as ere you hope Like me to be made happy, I conjure you To reassume your order; and in fighting Bravely against the enemies of our faith Redeem your mortgaged honour. I restore this Once more brothers in arms, I'll live and die so. To you my pious wishes. And to end All differences, great Sir I beseech you To be an arbitrator, and compound The quarrel, long continuing between The Duke and Duchess. I'll take it into My special care. I am then at rest, now father Conduct me where you please. She well deserves Her name, the Maid of Honour! May she stand To all posterity, a fair example, For noble Maids to imitate. Since to live In wealth and pleasure is common; but to part with Such poisoned baits is rare, there being nothing Upon this Stage of life to be commended, Though well begun, till it be fully ended.
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PlayThe Maid of Honor
AuthorMassinger, Philip
Publication year (edition)1632
First performance / composition (Annals)1621 [1621-1622; prologue, 1629/30(?)]
First performance (BritDrama)1630 [early]
Company (BritDrama)Queen Henrietta Maria's Men
TheaterPhoenix/Cockpit;Indoor Professional
Genre (British Drama)tragicomedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 992 · TCP A07240 · DEEP 806
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 2713–2790 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 37 of 37 in this edition
Length494 words · 623 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T28 — Marriage-making: weddings, brides and matches at 0.802
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)
For my part I cannot ghesse the issue. Do your duty, And with all speed you can, you may despatch us. Thus as a principal ornament to the Church I seae her. How. So young and so religious. She has forsooke the world. And Syllie too, shall run mad. Hence with the foole, proceede Sir Looke on this maid of honor now Truely honor'd in her vow She payes to heaven, vaine delight By day, or pleasure of, the night, She no more thinkes of this faire haire (Favours for great kings to weare) Mw now be shorn. Her rich array Chang'd into a homely gray. The dainties with which she was fed And her proud flesh pampered, Must not be tasted, from the spring, For wine cold water we will bring And with fasting mortifie The feasts of sensualiy. Her jewells, beads, and she must looke Not in a glasse, but holy booke; To teach her the nere erring way To immortality. O may She as she purposes to be A Child new borne to piety, Persever in in it, and good men With Saints and Angels say Amen This is the marriage! this the port! to which My vowes must steere me, fill my spreading sayles With the pure wind of your devotions for me, That I may touch the secure haven, where Eternall happinesse keepes her reside ne, Temptations to frailty never entring. I am dead to the world, and thus dispose Of what I leave behind me, and dviding My state into three parts, I thus bequeath it. The rst to the faire Nunnery, to which I dedicate the last, and better part Of my fraile life; a second portion To pious uses; and the third to thee Adorni, for thy true and faithfull service. And ere I mytake lu farwel with hope To finde a gran, may suite to you is that You woud for my sake pardon this young man And to his merits love him, and no further. I thus confirme it. And as ere you hope Like me to be made happy, I conjure you To reassume your order; and in fighting Bravely against the enemies of our faith Redeeme your morgag'd honor. I restore this Once more brothers in armes, I'll live and die so. To you my pious wishes. And to end All differences, great Sir I beseech you To be an arbitrator, and compound The quarrell, long continuing betweene The Duke and Dutchesse. I'll take it into My speciall care. I am then at rest, now father Conduct me where you please. She well deserves Her name, te Maid of Honor! Mny she stand To all posterity, a faire example, For noble Maides to imitate. Since to live In wealth and pleasure is common; but to part with Such poyson'd baites is rare, there being nothing Vpon this Soge of life to be commended, Though well begun, till it be fully ended.