Fair Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester · chunk 3 of 23
Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1589-1591] (Annals) comedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T13 Knights, squires and ladies · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T13: knight, raph, lady, knights, george, master, squire, rafe, pray, god.
Something inclined to favour Manville suit, A gentleman, thy Lover in protest: And that thou mayst not be by love deceived, But try his meaning fit for thy desert, In pursuit of all amorous desires, Regard thine honour. Let not vehement sighs Nor earnest vows importing fervent love, Render thee subject to the wrath of lust: For that transformed to former sweet delight, Will bring thy body and thy soul to shame. Chaste thoughts and modest conversations Of proof to keep out all enchanting vows, Vain sighs, forced tears, and pitiful aspects, Are they that make deformed Ladies fair, Poor wretch, and such enticing men, That seek of all but only present grace, Shall in perseverance of a virgin's due Prefer the most refusers to the choice Of such a soul as yielded what they thought. But hoe: where is Trotter? Where's Trotter? why Trotter is here. i'faith, you and your daughter go up and down weeping, And waymenting and keeping of a waymentation, As who should say, the Mill would go with your waymenting. How now Trotter? why complainest thou so. Why yonder is a company of young men and maids Keep such a stir for their grist, that they would have it before my stones be ready to grind it. But i'faith, I would I could break wind enough backward: you should not tarry for your grist I warrant you. Content thee Trotter, I will go pacify them. Iwis you will when I cannot. Why look, You have a Mill. Why, what's your Mill without me? Or rather Mistress, what were I without you? Nay Trotter, if you fall a-chiding, I will give you over. I chide you dame to amend you. You are too fine to be a miller's daughter: For if you should but stoop to take up the toll dish You will have the cramp in your finger At least ten weeks after. Ah well said Trotter, teach her to play the good housewife And thou shalt have her to thy wife, if thou canst get her good will. Ah words wherein I see Matrimony come loaden With kisses to salute me: Now let me alone, to pick the Mill, To fill the hopper to take the toll to mend the sails, Yea, and to make the mill to go with the very force of my love. I come I come, i'faith now you shall have your grist Or else Trotter will trot and amble himself to death. Lord marquess Lubeck welcome home, Welcome brave Knight unto the Denmark King: For William's sake the noble Norman Duke, So famous for his fortunes and success, That graceth him with name of Conqueror: Right double welcome must thou be to us. And to my Lord the king shall I recount Your grace's courteous entertainment, That for his sake vouchsafe to honour me A simple Knight attendant on his grace. But say Sir Knight, what may I call your name. Robert Windsor and like your Majesty.
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Somthing enclynde to fauour Manuils sute, A gentleman, thy Louer in protest: And that thou maist not be by loue deceiued, But trye his meaning fit for thy desert, In pursuite of all amorous desires, Regard thine honour. Let not vehement sighes Nor earnest vowes importing feruent loue, Render thee subiect to the wrath of lust: For that transformed to former sweete delight, Will bring thy bodie and thy soule to shame. Chaste thoughts and modest conuersations Of proofe to keepe out all inchaunting vowes, Vaine sighes, forst teares, and pittifull aspectes, Are they that make deformed Ladies faire, Poore wretch, and such intycing men, That seeke of all but onely present grace, Shall in perseuerance of a Virgins due Prefer the most refusers to the choyce Of such a soule as yeelded what they thought. But hoe: where is Trotter? Wheres Trotter? why Trotter is here. yfaith, you and your daughter go vp and downe weeping, And wamenting and keeping of a wamentation, As who should saye, the Mill would go with your wamenting. How now Trotter? why complainest thou so. Why yonder is a company of yong men and mydes Keepe such a styr for their grist, that they would haue it before my stones be readie to grinde it. But yfaith, I would I coulde breake winde enough backward: you should not tarrie for your gryst I warrant you. Content thee Trotter, I will go pacifie them. I wis you will when I cannot. Why looke, You haue a Mill. Why, whats your Mill without mee? Or rather Mistres, what were I without you? Nay Trotter, if you fall achyding, I wil giue you cuer. I chyde you dame to amend you. You are too fyne to be a Millers daughter: For if you should but stoope to take vp the tole dish You will haue the crampe in your finger At least ten weekes after. Ah well said Trotter, teach her to plaie the good huswife And thou shalt haue her to thy wife, if thou canst get her good will. Ah words wherein I see Matrimonie come loadn With kisses to salute me: Now let me alone, to pick the Mill, To fill the hopper to take the tole to mend the sayles, Yea, and to make the mill to goe with the verie force of my loue. I come I come, yfaith now you shall haue your gryst Or else Trotter will trot and amble himselfe to death. Lord Marques Lubecke welcome home, Welcome braue Knight vnto the Denmarke King: For Williams sake the noble Norman Duke, So famous for his fortunes and successe, That graceth him with name of Conqueror: Right double welcome must thou be to vs. And to my Lord the king shall I recount Your graces courteous entertainment, That for his sake vouchsafe to honor me A simple Knight attendant on his grace. But saie Sir Knight, what may I call your name. Robert Windsor and like your Maiestie.