Topic 48 — Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy
Dominant work: The Broken Heart · genre mix of this topic (British Drama labels): comedy 31%; tragedy 20%; tragicomedy 12%
49chunks
24,149words
39works
1works with ≥3 chunks
8 %dominant work
16 %top-3 works
All statistics on this page are on the representative editions (one per work). Including the other editions, placed after the fit: 50 chunks · 39 works · 24,675 words — those 1 chunks are listed at the end of the page and are not part of any figure above.
Classificationreviewed — decision pending · left pending by the researcher Label (researcher): Addressing a lady: love, desire and intimacy Notes (researcher): sample review finds erotic address, secrecy and bodily humour. A coherent distinct emphasis relative to the other love/gallantry clusters is not yet clear; keep pending rather than dismissing the members as meaningless. Reviewed excerpts (three different works): 952_00156; 1117_00006; 430_00010.Original AI draft — before researcher review
draft label: Addressing a lady: love, eyes and tears · pattern basis: mixed_or_unclear 49 chunks, 39 works, only one work with 3+ chunks, no work above 8 %. Speeches to or about a lady — love, heart, eyes, tears, 'fie' — but the samples range from Ford's Broken Heart to Nature's speech in Wit and Science, a bawd in Blurt and Jonson's gypsy palmistry. Cross-work by the numbers, diffuse in content; read before using (T4 is the clearer love cluster). chunks read for the draft: 1003_00012;95_00000;430_00010;826_00027;364_00032;1139_00006;896_00019
Ford, John, 1633 · tragedy · 4 chunks of this work here
With pardon, Lady, not a syllable Of mine implies so rude a sense; the drift.— Do thy best To make this Lady merry for an hour. Your will shall be a law, Sir. prithee leave me, I h…
Anonymous, 1570 · moral · 2 chunks of this work here
Reason is her sire, Experience her dame, The Lady now is in her flowers and Science is her name Lo where she dwells, lo where my heart is all possessed, Lo where my body would abid…
Anonymous, 1602 · romance · 2 chunks of this work here
Hark swaggerer, there's a little dapple-coloured rascal: ho a Bona Roba; her name's Imperia, a Gentlewoman by my faith of an ancient house, and has goodly rents, and comings in of …
Massinger, Philip, 1624 · tragicomedy · 2 chunks of this work here
I forgive you. How greedily I receive this? Stay, best Lady, And let me by degrees ascend the height Of humane happiness; All at once delivered, The torrent of my joys will overwhe…
Randolph, Thomas, 1632 · comedy · 2 chunks of this work here
Prayer is cheap reward. And nothing now bought at a rate so easy As that same highway ware.— Heaven bless your worship. In plain words Lady (I can use no language But what is blunt…
Shakespeare, William / Fletcher, John, 1634 · tragicomedy · 2 chunks of this work here
Poor Lady, say no more: I had as lief trace this good action with you As that whereto I am going, and never yet Went I so willing, way. My Lord is taken Hart deep with your distres…
Dekker, Thomas / Middleton, Thomas, 1639 · tragedy · 2 chunks of this work here
methinks this a longer voyage than the first? Pleasures once tasted makes the next seem worse. Is that the trick? Oh sir, experience proves it, You came at first to enjoy what you …
Jonson, Ben, 1641 · masque · 2 chunks of this work here
YOur pardon Lady, here you stand, If some should judge you by your hand The greatest felon in the Land Detected: I cannot tell you by what Arts, But you have stolen so many hearts,…
Genre mix (chunks of this topic, British Drama labels)
comedy
15 (31 %)
tragedy
10 (20 %)
tragicomedy
6 (12 %)
romance
5 (10 %)
not in BritDrama
4 (8 %)
entertainment; royal entertainment or entry
3 (6 %)
moral
2 (4 %)
masque
2 (4 %)
This is the direction topic → genre, on the raw British Drama labels; the share of each genre group's text that falls in this topic is on the Genre page.
The Spanish Bawd (Calisto and Meliboea) (Celestina (1631) · typ. 0.93 Dear Lady, since for to obtain this favour, I have spent my whole life, what folly were it in me, to refuse that which you have so kindly conferred upon me? Nor (Madame) do I hope, that you will lay so hard a command upon me, or if you should, yet have I not power to contain myself within the limits of your command. Do not impose …
The Lost Lady (1638) · typ. 0.91 …n your service, when it does not answer What is expected from it, all I know, Is but conjectured, for our Stars incline, Not force us in our actions. Let me observe your face. Do, and if yet you are not perfect in your Mysteries, Observe mine well, and when you meet a face Branded with such a line, conclude it miserable: When an eye that …
The Broken Heart (1633) · typ. 0.91 …ty hallows With glorified perfection. Set thy wits In a less wild proportion. Time can never On the white table of unguilty faith Write counterfeit dishonour; turn those eyes (The arrows of pure love) upon that fire Which once rose to a flame, perfumed with vows As sweetly scented as the License smoking like The holiest Altars, Virgin tea…
The Broken Heart (1633) · typ. 0.90 …She needs no tongue To plead excuse, who never purposed wrong. Virgin of reverence and antiquity Stay you behind. The Court wants not your diligence. What will you do my Lord? my Lady's gone, I am denied to follow. I may see her. Or speak to her once more. And feel her too, man, Be of good cheer, she's your own flesh and bone. Diseases de…
The Example (1637) · typ. 0.90 …religion can correct your wildness, Another's price, or pleasure, would not buy me Even from your arms? there is no faith in lust, And she that dares be false to one she loves, Will twine with all the world, and never blush for't, Kiss, and betray as often. Think on this, And call yourself home, Lady, I have heard you, And do allow the ex…
Old Fortunatus (1600) · typ. 0.89 …r, and another, & another, I and another: 'tis not the purse I care for, but the purser: you, I you. Is't not a shame that a king's daughter, a fair Lady, a Lady not for Lords, but for Monarchs, should for gold sell her love, and when she has her own asking, and that there stands nothing between, than to cheat your sweet heart? O fie, fie…
The Gypsies Metamorphosed (1641) · typ. 0.89 YOur pardon Lady, here you stand, If some should judge you by your hand The greatest felon in the Land Detected: I cannot tell you by what Arts, But you have stolen so many hearts, As they would make you at all parts Suspected. Your very face first, such a one As bein…
The Lover's Melancholy (1629) · typ. 0.89 …ter Disrobed of that fair ornament, live naked, A scorn to time and truth. Remember well who I am, and what thou art. That remembrance Prompts me to worthy duty, O great Lady. If some few days have tempted your free heart, To cast away affection on a stranger: If that affection have so overswayed Your judgement, that it in a manner hath D…
The Phoenix in Her Flames (1639) · typ. 0.89 …m your Patient, But am ashamed to lay to you open my wound: Imagine in what nature 'tis by these My tears, my blushes, my abrupted sighs, My broken speeches, my dejected eyes, My strange unwonted passions: more, I am Your prisoner too by the commanding power Of all subduing love, now 'tis in you To cure me, 'tis in you to give me life And…
The Ball (1639) · typ. 0.88 …leasant. Be you so too; I'll justify thou shalt Have cause. To wonder at you, what's your meaning sir? Sweet Lady, What thoughts make sad your brow? I have observed Your eyes shoot clearer light. You are deceived, I am not melancholy. Be for ever banished The imagination of what can happen To cloud so rare a beauty, y'are in love. In love…
The Jealous Lovers (1632) · typ. 0.88 …ee. I thank thee blessed occasion:— Now I dare Defy thee devil: here is that shall keep My chastity secure, and arm a maid, To scorn your strength. Be not too masculine, Lady. Stand off, or I will search my heart with this, And force my blood a passage, that in anger Shall fly into thy face, and tell thee boldly Thou art a villain. Incomp…
The Merchant of Venice (The Jew of Venice) (1600) · typ. 0.88 … he hath done well in people's eyes: Hearing applause and universal shout, Giddy in spirit, still gazing in a doubt whether those peals of praise be his or no, So thrice fair Lady stand I even so, As doubtful whether what I see be true, Until confirmed, signed, ratified by you. You see me Lord Bassamo where I stand, such as I am; though f…
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