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Fair Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester · chunk 23 of 23

Anonymous · published 1591 · first performed or written 1590 [c.1589-1591] (Annals)
comedy · Derby's (Strange's) Men
unassigned nearest T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat · 516 words

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Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.

Is it come to this? of late, I had choice of twain On either side to have me to her husband: And now am utterly rejected of them both. My Lord this gentleman when time was Stood some thing in our light, And now I think it not a miss To laugh at him that sometime scorned at us. Content my Lord, invent the form. Then thus. I see that women are not general evils. Blanche is fair: Methinks I see in her, A modest countenance, a heavenly blush. Zweno, receive a reconciled foe, Not as thy friend, but as thy son in law, If so that thou be thus content. I joy to see your grace so tractable. Here take my daughter Blanche, And after my disease the Denmark crown. Now sir, how stands the case with you? I partly am persuaded as your grace is, My lord, he is best at ease that meddleth least. Sir may a man be so bold, As to crave a word with you? Yea, two or three: what are they? I say, this maid will have thee to her husband. And I say this: and thereof will I lay an hundred pound. And I say this: whereon I will lay as much. And I say neither: what say you to that? If that be true: then are we both deceived. Why it is true, and you are both deceived. In mine eyes, this is the properest wench. Might I advise thee, take her unto thy wife. It seems to me, she hath refused him. Why there's the spite. If one refuse him, yet may he have the other. He will ask but her good will, and all her friends. Might I advise thee, let them both alone. Yea, that's the course, and thereon will I stand. Such idle love henceforth I will detest. The Fox will eat no grapes, and why? I know full well, because they hang too high. And may it be a miller's daughter by her birth? I cannot think but she is better borne. Sir Thomas Goddard hight this reverent man, Famed for his virtues and his good success: Whose fame hath been renowned through the world. Sir Thomas Goddard welcome to thy Prince, And fair Em, frolic with thy good father. As glad am I to find Sir Thomas Goddard As good Sir Edmund Trefford on the plains: He like a shepherd, and thou our country Miller. And longer let not Goddard live a day, Than he in honour loves his sovereign. But say Sir Thomas, shall I give thy daughter? Goddard and all that he hath, Doth rest at the pleasure of your Majesty. And what says Em to lovely Valingford? It seemed he loved you well, That for your sake durst leave his King. Em rests at the pleasure of your highness: And would I were a wife for his desert. Then here Lord Valingford, Receive fair Em. Here take her, make her thy espoused wife. Then go we in, that preparation may be made, to see these nuptials solemnly performed.
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PlayFair Em, the Miller's Daughter of Manchester
AuthorAnonymous
Publication year (edition)1591
First performance / composition (Annals)1590 [c.1589-1591]
First performance (BritDrama)1590 [1589-1591]
Company (BritDrama)Derby's (Strange's) Men
Genre (British Drama)comedy
Play typeAdult Professional;Professional
Edition / TCP / DEEPedition 205 · TCP A21328 · DEEP 164
Edition roleRepresentative edition — used in the analysis
Positionnodes 1407–1472 (positions in the processed text, not lines of the printed book) · chunk 23 of 23 in this edition
Length516 words · 663 tokens
Topic (seed 42)unassigned by HDBSCAN · nearest topic T33 — Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiations at 0.733
Other seedsseed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Is it come to this? of late, I had choyce of twaine On either side to haue me to her husband: And now am vtterly reiected of them both. My Lord this gentleman when time was Stood some thing in our light, And now I thinke it not a misse To laugh at him that sometime scorned at vs. Content my Lord, inuent the forme. Then thus. I see that women are not generall euils. Blanch is faire: Methinkes I see in her, A modest countenance, a heauenly blush. Zweno, receiue a reconciled foe, Not as thy friend, but as thy sonne in law, If so that thou be thus content. I ioy to see your grace so tractable. Here take my daughter Blanch, And after my desease the Denmark crowne. Now sir, how stands the case with you? I partly am perswaded as your grace is, My lord, he is best at ease that medleth least. Sir may a man be so bolde, As to craue a word with you? Yea, two or three: what are they? I say, this maide will haue thee to her husband. And I say this: and therof will I lay an hundred pound. And I say this: whereon I will lay as much. And I say neither: what say you to that? If that be true: then are we both deceiued. Why it is true, and you are both deceiued. In mine eyes, this is the proprest wench. Might I aduise thee, take her vnto thy wife. It seemes to me, shee hath refused him. Why theres the spite. If one refuse him, yet may he haue the other. He will aske but her good will, and all her friends. Might I aduise thee, let them both alone. Yea, thats the course, and thereon wil I stand. Such idle loue hencefoorth I will detest. The Foxe will eat no grapes, and why? I know full well, because they hang too hye. And may it be a Millers daughter by her birth? I cannot thinke but shee is better borne. Sir Thomas Goddard hight this reuerent man, Famed for his vertues and his good successe: Whose fame hath beene renowmed through the world. Sir Thomas Goddard welcome to thy Prince, And faire Em, frolike with thy good father. As glad am I to finde Sir Thomas Goddard As good Sir Edmund Treford on the plaines: He like a sheepheard, and thou our countrie Miller. And longer let not Goddard liue a day, Then he in honour loues his soueraigne. But say Sir Thomas, shall I giue thy daughter? Goddard and all that he hath, Doth rest at the pleasure of your Maiestie. And what sayes Em to louely Valingford? It seemde he loued you well, That for your sake durst leaue his King. Em restes at the pleasure of your highnes: And would I were a wife for his desert. Then here Lord Valingford, Receiue faire Em. Here take her, make her thy espoused wife. Then goe we in, that preparation may be made, to see these nuptials solemly performed.