Fair Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester · chunk 19 of 23
Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1589-1591] (Annals) comedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.85 · 513 words
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But can it be Manville will deal so unkindly, To reward my justice with such monstrous ungentleness. Have I dissembled for thy sake? And dost thou now thus requite it? In deed these many days I have not seen him, Which hath made me marvel at his long absence. But father, are you assured of the words he spoke, were concerning Manville? In sooth daughter, now it is forth, I must needs confirm it. Master Manville hath forsaken thee, And at Chester must be married To a man's daughter of no little wealth. His own father procures it, And therefore I dare credit it, And do thou believe it, For trust me daughter it is so. Then good father pardon the injury, That I have done to you only causing your grief, By overfond affecting a man so trothless. And you likewise sir, I pray hold me excused, As I hope this cause will allow sufficiently for me: My love to Manville, thinking he would requite it, Hath made me double with my father and you, And many more beside, Which I will no longer hide from you. That enticing speeches should not beguile me, I have made myself deaf to any but to him. And lest any man's person should please me more than his, I have dissembled the want of my sight: Both which shadows of my irrevocable affections, I have not spared to confirm before him, My father, and all other amorous solicitors. Wherewith not made acquainted, I perceive My true intent hath wrought mine own sorrow. And seeking by love to be regarded, Am cut of with contempt, and despised. Tell me sweet Em hast thou but feigned all this while for his love, That hath so discourteously forsaken thee. Credit me father I have told you the troth, Wherewith I desire you and Lord Valingford not to be displeased For aught else I shall say, Let my present grief hold me excused. But may I live to see that ungrateful man justly rewarded for his treachery? Poor Em would think herself not a little happy, Favour my departing at this instant, For my troubled thought desires to meditate alone in silence Will not Em show one cheerful look on Valingford? Alas sir, blame her not, you see she hath good cause, being so handled by this gentleman: And so I'll leave you, and go comfort my poor wench As well as I may. Farewell good father. Rosilio, Is this the place whereas the Duke William should meet me? It is, and like your grace. Go captain away, regard the charge I gave: See all our men be marshalled for the fight. Dispose the Wards as lately was devised. And let the prisoners under several guards Be kept apart until you hear from us. Let this suffice, you know my resolution. If William Duke of Saxon be the man, That by his answer sent us, he would send Not words but wounds: not parleys but alarms, Must be decider of this controversy. Rosilio, stay with me, the rest begone.
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But can it be Manuile will deale so vnkindly, To reward my iustice with such monstrous vngentlenes. Haue I dissembled for thy sake? And doest thou now thus requite it? In deede these many daies I haue not seene him, Which hath made me marueile at his long absence. But father, are you assured of the wordes he spake, were concerning Manuile? In sooth daughter, now it is foorth, I must needes confirme it. Maister Manuile hath forsaken thee, And at Chester must be married To a mans daughter of no little wealth. His owne father procures it, And therefore I dare credit it, And do thou beleeue it, For trust mee daughter it is so. Then good father pardon the iniurie, That I haue don to you onely causing your griefe, By ouer-fond affecting a man so trothlesse. And you likewise sir, I pray holde me excused, As I hope this cause will allow sufficiently for mee: My loue to Manuile, thinking he would requite it, Hath made me double with my father and you, And many more besides, Which I will no longer hyde from you. That inticing speeches should not beguile mee, I haue made my selfe deafe to any but to him. And lest any mans person should please mee more than his, I haue dissembled the want of my sight: Both which shaddowes of my irreuocable affections, I haue not sparde to confirme before him, My father, and all other amorous soliciters. Wherewith not made acquainted, I perceiue My true intent hath wrought mine owne sorrow. And seeking by loue to be regarded, Am cut of with contempt, and dispised. Tell me sweet Em hast thou but fained all this while for his loue, That hath so descourteously forsaken thee. Credit me father I haue told you the troth, Wherewith I desire you and Lord Valingford not to be displeased For ought else I shall saie, Let my present griefe hold me excused. But may I liue to see that vngratfullman Iustly rewarded for his trecherie? Poore Em woulde think her selfe not a little happie, Fauour my departing at this instant, For my troubled thought desires to meditate alone in silence VVill not Em shew one chereful looke on Valingford? Alas sir, blame her not, you see she hath good cause, being so handled by this gentleman: And so Ile leaue you, and go comfort my poore wench As well as I may. Farewell good father. Rosilio, Is this the place whereas the Duke William should meete mee? It is, and like your grace. Goe captaine away, regard the charge I gaue: See all our men be martialed for the fight. Dispose the VVardes as lately was deuised. And let the prisoners vnder seuerall gardes Be kept apart vntill you heare from vs. Let this suffise, you know my resolution. If William Duke of Saxon be the man, That by his answere sent vs, he would send Not words but wounds: not parleis but alarmes, Must be descider of this controuersie. Rosilio, stay with mee, the rest begone.