Fair Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester · chunk 6 of 23
Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1589-1591] (Annals) comedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T3 Sickness, physic and doctors · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T3: doctor, master, cure, disease, pray, physic, physician, mr, sick, lady.
But this it is that makes me wonder most: That you and I should be of one conceit In such a strange unlikely passion. But is that true? my Lord: I hope you do but jest. I would I did: then were my grief the less. Nay never grieve: for if the cause be such To join our thoughts in such a Sympathy: All envy set aside: let us agree To yield to either's fortune in this choice. Content say I, and whatsoe'er befall, Shake hands my Lord and fortune thrive at all. Trotter where have you been? Where have I been? why what signifies this. A kerchief, doth it not? What call you this I pray? I say it is an Urinal. Then this is mystically to give you to understand I have been at the Phismicary's house. How long hast thou been sick? I'faith, even as long as I have not been half well, And that hath been a long time. A loitering time I rather imagine. It may be so: but the Phismicary tells me that you can help me Why, any thing I can do for recovery of thy health, Be right well assured of. Then give me your hand To what end. That the ending of an old indenture Is the beginning of a new bargain. What bargain? That you promised to do any thing to recover my health. On that condition I give thee my hand. Ah sweet Em. How now Trotter? your masters daughter? I'faith I aim at the fairest, Ah Em, sweet Em: fresh as the flower: That hath power to wound my heart, And ease my smart, of me poor thief, In prison bound. So all your rhyme lies on the ground. But what means this? Ah mark the device, For thee my love full sick I was, in hazard of my life Thy promise was to make me whole, and for to be my wife. Let me enjoy my love my dear, And thou possess thy Trottter here. But I meant no such matter. Yes woos but you did, I'll go to our Parson Sir Iohn And he shall mumble up the marriage out of hand. But here comes one that will forbid the Banes. Ah Sir you come too late. What remedy Trotter. Go Trotter, my father calls. Would you have me go in, and leave you two here? Why, darest thou not trust me? Yes faith, even as long as I see you. Go thy ways I pray thee heartily. That same word (heartily) is of great force. I will go: but I pray sir, beware you Come not too near the wench. I am greatly beholding to you Ah Mistresses, sometime I might have said my love, But time and fortune hath bereaved me of that, And I am abject in those gracious eyes That with remorse erst saw into my grief, May sit and sigh the sorrows of my heart. In deed my Manville hath some cause to doubt, When such a Swain is rival in his love.
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But this it is that makes me wonder most: That you and I should be of one conseite In such a straunge vnlikly passion. But is that true? my Lord: I hope you do but iest. I would I did: then were my griefe the lesse. Nay neuer grieue: for if the cause be such To ioyne our thoughts in such a Simpathy: All enuie set asyde: let vs agree To yeeld to eythers fortune in this choyce. Content say I, and what so ere befall, Shake hands my Lord and fortune thriue at all. Trotter where haue you beene? Where haue I bene? why what signifies this. A kerchiefe, doth it not? What call you this I praye? I saie it is an Vrinall. Then this is mystically to giue you to vnderstand I haue beene at the Phismicaries house. How long hast thou beene sicke? Yfaith, euen as long as I haue not beene halfe well, And that hath beene a long time. A loytering time I rather immagine. It may be so: but the Phismicary tels me that you can help me Why, any thing I can do for recouerie of thy health, Be right well assured of. Then giue me your hand To what end. That the ending of an old indenture Is the beginning of a new bargaine. What bargaine? That you promised to do any thing to recouer my helth. On that condition I giue thee my hand. Ah sweete Em. How now Trotter? your maisters daughter? Yfaith I aime at the fairest, Ah Em, sweet Em: fresh as the flowre: That hath poure to wound my harte, And ease my smart, of me poore theefe, In prison bounde. So all your ryme lies on the grounde. But what meanes this? Ah marke the deuise, For thee my louefull sicke I was, in hazard of my life Thy promise was to make me whole, and for to be my wife. Let me inioye my loue my deere, And thou possesse thy Trottter here. But I meant no such matter. Yes woos but you did, Ile goe to our Parson Sir Iohn And he shall mumble vp the marriage out of hand. But here comes one that will forbid the Banes. Ah Sir you come too late. What remedie Trotter. Goe Trotter, my father calles. Would you haue me goe in, and leaue you two here? Why, darest thou not trust me? Yes faith, euen as long as I see you. Goe thy waies I praye thee hartely. That same word (hartely) is of great force. I will goe: but I praye sir, beware you Come not too neere the wench. I am greatly beholding to you Ah Maistres, somtime I might haue said my loue, But time and fortune hath bereued me of that, And I am abiect in those gratious eyes That with remorse earst sawe into my griefe, May sit and sigh the sorowes of my heart. In deede my Manuile hath some cause to doubt, When such a Swaine is riuall in his loue.