Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1604] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 500 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
While you sweet dear proue Mistress of my heart. Quick proceeders marry, now tell me I pray, you that durst swear that your mistress Bianca Loved me in the World so well as Lucentio. Oh despightful Love, unconstant womankind, I tell thee Lisio this is wonderful. Mistake no more, I am not Lisio, Nor a Musician as I seem to be, But one that scorn to live in this disguise, For such a one as leaves a Gentleman, And makes a God of such a Cullion; Know sir, that I am called Hortensio. Signior Hortensio, I have often heard Of your entire affection to Bianca, And since mine eyes are witness of her lightness, I will with you, if you be so contented, Forswear Bianca, and her love for ever. See how they kiss and court: Signior Lucentio, here is my hand, and here I firmly vow Never to woe her more, but do forswear her As one unworthy all the former favours That I have fond flattered them withal. And here I take the like unfeigned oath, Never to marry with her, though she would entreat, Fie on her, see how beastly she doth court him. Would all the world but he had quite forsworn For me, that I may surely keep mine oath. I will be married to a wealthy Widow, Ere three days pass, which hath as long loved me, As I have loved this proud disdainful Haggard, And so farewell signior Lucentio, Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks Shall win my love, and so I take my leave, In resolution, as I swore before. Mistress Bianca, bless you with such grace, As longeth to a Lover's blessed case: Nay, I have ta'en you napping gentle Love, And have forsworn you with Hortensio. Tranio you jest, but have you both forsworn me? Mistress we have. Then we are rid of Lisio. I' faith he'll have a lusty Widow now, That shallbe wooed, and wedded in a day. God give him joy. I, and he'll tame her. He says so Tranio. Faith he is gone unto the taming school. The taming school: what is there such a place? I mistress, and Petruchio is the master, That teacheth tricks eleven and twenty long, To tame a shrew, and charm her chattering tongue. Oh Master, master I have watched so long, That I am dogge-wearie, but at last I spied An ancient Angel coming down the hill, Will serve the turn. What is he Biondello? Master, a Mercatante, or a pedant, I know not what, but formal in apparel, In gate and countenance surely like a Father. And what of him Tranio? If he be credulous, and trust my tale, I'll make him glad to seem Vincentio, And give assurance to Baptista Minola. As if he were the right Vincentio. Take me your love, and then let me alone. God save you sir. And you sir, you are welcome, Travail you far on, or are you at the farthest?
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While you ſweet deere ptoue Miſtreſſe of my heart. Quicke proceeders marry, now tel me I pray, you that durſt ſweare that your miſtris Bianca Lou'd me in the World ſo wel as Lucentio. Oh deſpightful Loue, vnconſtant womankind, I tel thee Liſio this is wonderfull. Miſtake no more, I am not Liſio, Nor a Muſitian as I ſeeme to bee, But one that ſcorne to liue in this diſguiſe, For ſuch a one as leaues a Gentleman, And makes a God of ſuch a Cullion; Know ſir, that I am cal'd Hortenſio. Signior Hortenſio, I haue often heard Of your entire affection to Bianca, And ſince mine eyes are witneſſe of her lightneſſe, I wil with you, if you be ſo contented, Forſweare Bianca, and her loue for euer. See how they kiſſe and court: Signior Lucentio, Heere is my hand, and heere I firmly vow Neuer to woo her more, but do forſweare her As one vnworthie all the former fauours That I haue fondly flatter'd them withall. And heere I take the like vnfained oath, Neuer to marrie with her, though ſhe would intreate, Fie on her, ſee how beaſtly ſhe doth court him. Would all the world but he had quite forſworn For me, that I may ſurely keepe mine oath. I wil be married to a wealthy Widdow, Ere three dayes paſſe, which hath as long lou'd me, As I haue lou'd this proud diſdainful Haggard, And ſo farewel ſignior Lucentio, Kindneſſe in women, not their beauteous lookes Shal win my loue, and ſo I take my leaue, In reſolution, as I ſwore before. Miſtris Bianca, bleſſe you with ſuch grace, As longeth to a Louers bleſſed caſe: Nay, I haue tane you napping gentle Loue, And haue forſworne you with Hortenſio. Tranio you ieſt, but haue you both forſworne mee? Miſtris we haue. Then we are rid of Liſio. I' faith hee'l haue a luſtie Widdow now, That ſhalbe woo'd, and wedded in a day. God giue him ioy. I, and hee'l tame her. He ſayes ſo Tranio. Faith he is gone vnto the taming ſchoole. The taming ſchoole: what is there ſuch a place? I miſtris, and Petruchio is the maſter, That teacheth trickes eleuen and twentie long, To tame a ſhrew, and charme her chattering tongue. Oh Maſter, maſter I haue watcht ſo long, That I am dogge-wearie, but at laſt I ſpied An ancient Angel comming downe the hill, Wil ſerue the turne. What is he Biondello? Maſter, a Marcantant, or a pedant, I know not what, but formall in apparrell, In gate and countenance ſurely like a Father. And what of him Tranio? If he be credulous, and truſt my tale, Ile make him glad to ſeeme Vincentio, And giue aſſurance to Baptiſta Minola. As if he were the right Ʋincentio. Take me your loue, and then let me alone. God ſaue you ſir. And you ſir, you are welcome, Trauaile you farre on, or are you at the fartheſt?