Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1604] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens typicality 0.79 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
'Tis well: and I have met a Gentleman Hath promised me to help one to another, A fine Musician to instruct our Mistress, So shall I no whit be behind in duty To fair Bianca, so beloved of me. Beloved of me, and that my deeds shall prove. And that his bags shall prove. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our love, Listen to me, and if you speak me fair, I'll tell you news indifferent good for either. here is a Gentleman whom by chance I met Upon agreement from us to his liking, Will undertake to woe cursed Katherine, Yea, and to marry her, if her dowry please. So said, so done, is well: Hortensio, have you told him all her faults? I know she is an irksome brawling scold: If that be all Masters, I hear no harm. No, sayest me so, friend? What Countryman? Born in Verona, old Butonios son: My father dead, my fortune lives for me, And I do hope, good days and long, to see. Oh sir, such a life with such a wife, were strange: But if you have a stomach, too't a Gods name, You shall have me assisting you in all. But will you woe this Wilde-cat? Will I live? Will he woe her? I: or I'll hang her. Why came I hither, but to that intent? Think you, a little din can daunt mine ears? Have I not in my time heard Lions roar? Have I not heard the sea, puffed up with winds, Rage like an angry Boar, chafed with sweat? Have I not heard great Ordnance in the field? And heaven's Artillery thunder in the skies? Have I not in a pitched battle heard Loud alarms, neighing steeds, & trumpets clangue? And do you tell me of a woman's tongue? That gives not half so great a blow to hear, As will a Chestnut in a Farmer's fire. Tush, tush, fear boys with bugs. For he fears none. Hortensio hark: This Gentleman is happily arrived, My mind presumes for his own good, and yours. I promised we would be Contributors, And bear his charge of wooing whatsoe'er. And so we will, provided that he win her. I would I were as sure of a good dinner. Gentlemen God save you. If I may be bold Tell me I beseech you, which is the readiest way To the house of Signior Baptista Minola? He that has the two fair daughters: is't he you mean? Even he Biondello. Hark you sir, you mean not her to— Perhaps him and her sir, what have you to do? Not her that chides sir, at any hand I pray. I love no chiders sir: Biondello, let's away. Well begun Tranio. Sir, a word ere you go: Are you a suitor to the Maid you talk of, yea or no? And if I be sir, is it any offence? No: if without more words you will get you hence.
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'Tis well: and I haue met a Gentleman Hath promiſt me to helpe one to another, A fine Muſitian to inſtruct our Miſtris, So ſhal I no whit be behinde in dutie To faire Bianca, ſo beloued of me. Beloued of me, and that my deeds ſhal proue. And that his bags ſhal proue. Gremio, 'tis now no time to vent our loue, Liſten to me, and if you ſpeake me faire, Ile tel you newes indifferent good for either. Heere is a Gentleman whom by chance I met Vpon agreement from vs to his liking, Will vndertake to woo curſt Katherine, Yea, and to marrie her, if her dowrie pleaſe. So ſaid, ſo done, is well: Hortenſio, haue you told him all her faults? I know ſhe is an irkeſome brawling ſcold: If that be all Maſters, I heare no harme. No, ſayſt me ſo, friend? What Countreyman? Borne in Verona, old Butonios ſonne: My father dead, my fortune liues for me, And I do hope, good dayes and long, to ſee. Oh ſir, ſuch a life with ſuch a wife, were ſtrange: But if you haue a ſtomacke, too't a Gods name, You ſhal haue me aſſiſting you in all. But will you woo this Wilde-cat? Will I liue? Wil he woo her? I: or Ile hang her. Why came I hither, but to that intent? Thinke you, a little dinne can daunt mine eares? Haue I not in my time heard Lions rore? Haue I not heard the ſea, puft vp with windes, Rage like an angry Boare, chafed with ſweat? Haue I not heard great Ordnance in the field? And heauens Artillerie thunder in the skies? Haue I not in a pitched battell heard Loud larums, neighing ſteeds, & trumpets clangue▪ And do you tell me of a womans tongue? That giues not halfe ſo great a blow to heare, As wil a Cheſſe-nut in a Farmers fire. Tuſh, tuſh, feare boyes with bugs. For he feares none. Hortenſio hearke: This Gentleman is happily arriu'd, My minde preſumes for his owne good, and yours. I promiſt we would be Contributors, And beare his charge of wooing whatſoere. And ſo we wil, prouided that he win her. I would I were as ſure of a good dinner. Gentlemen God ſaue you. If I may be bold Tell me I beſeech you, which is the readieſt way To the houſe of Signior Baptiſta Minola? He that ha's the two faire daughters: iſt he you meane? Euen he Biondello. Hearke you ſir, you meane not her to — Perhaps him and her ſir, what haue you to do? Not her that chides ſir, at any hand I pray. I loue no chiders ſir: Biondello, let's away. Well begun Tranio. Sir, a word ere you go: Are you a ſutor to the Maid you talke of, yea or no? And if I be ſir, is it any offence? No: if without more words you will get you hence.