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Lor Monologue from The Lady of Pleasure A Comedie, as It Was Acted by Her Majesties Servants, at the Private House in Drury Lane

From The Lady of Pleasure A Comedie, as It Was Acted by Her Majesties Servants, at the Private House in Drury Lane by James Shirley

male · contemplative · 59 sec

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Has not that object Convinc't your erring judgements. (Al: What this picture?) Were but your thoughts as capable as mine Of her Idea, you would with no thought That were not active in her praise above All worth and memory of her sexe. Sent. She was faire I must confess, but had your Lordship look'd With eyes more narrow and some lesse affection Vpon her face. Alex. I doe not love the copies Of any dead, they make me dreame of goblins, Give me a living mistresse, with but halfe The beauty of Celestina, come my Lord, Tis pitty that a Lord of so much flesh Should waste upon a ghost, when they are living Can give you a more honourable consumption.

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