Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1604] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men unassigned nearest T5 Christian faith, sin and salvation · 491 words
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I pray the gods she may withal my heart. Dally not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptista, shall I lead the way, Welcome, one mess is like to be your cheer, Come sir, we will better it in Pisa. I follow you. Cambio. What sayst thou Biondello. You saw my Master wink and laugh upon you? Biondello, what of that? Faith nothing: but has left me here behind to expound the meaning or moral of his signs and tokens. I pray thee moralise them. Then thus: Baptista is safe talking with the deceiving Father of a deceitful son. And what of him? His daughter is to be brought by you to the supper. And then. The old Priest at Saint Luke's Church is at your command at all hours. And what of all this. I cannot tell, expect they are busied about a counterfeit assurance: take you assurance of her, Cum previlegio ad Impremendum solemn, to th' Church take the Priest, Clarke, and some sufficient honest witnesses: If this be not that you look for, I have no more to say, But bid Bianca farewell for ever and a day. Hearest thou Biondello. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench married in an afternoon as she went to the Garden for Parseley to stuff a Rabbit, and so may you sir: and so adieu sir, my Master hath appointed me to go to Saint Luke's to bid the Priest be ready to come against you come with your appendix. I may and will, if she be so contented: She will be pleased, then wherefore should I doubt: Hap what hap may, I'll roundly go about her: It shall go hard if Cambio go without her. Come on a God's name, once more toward our fathers: Good Lord how bright and goodly shines the Moon. The Moon, the Sun: it is not Moonlight now. I say it is the Moon that shines so bright. I know it is the Sun that shines so bright. Now by my mother's son, and that's myself, It shall be moon, or star, or what I list, Or ere I journey to your Father's house: Go on, and fetch our horses back again, Evermore crossed and crossed, nothing but crossed. Say as he says, or we shall never go. Forward I pray, since we have come so far, And be it moon, or sun, or what you please: And if you please to call it a rush Candle, Henceforth I vow it shall be so for me. I say it is the Moon. I know it is the Moon. Nay then you lie: it is the blessed Sun. Then God be blessed, it in the blessed sun, But sun it is not, when you say it is not, And the Moon changes even as your mind: What you will have it named, even that it is, And so it shall be so for Katherine.
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I praie the gods ſhe may withall my heart. Dallie not with the gods, but get thee gone. Signior Baptiſta, ſhall I leade the way, Welcome, one meſſe is like to be your cheere, Come ſir, we will better it in Piſa. I follow you. Cambio. What ſaiſt thou Biondello. You ſaw my Maſter winke and laugh vpon you? Biondello, what of that? Faith nothing: but has left mee here behinde to expound the meaning or morrall of his ſignes and tokens. I pray thee moralize them. Then thus: Baptiſta is ſafe talking with the deceiuing Father of a deceitfull ſonne. And what of him? His daughter is to be brought by you to the ſupper. And then. The old Prieſt at Saint Lukes Church is at your command at all houres. And what of all this. I cannot tell, expect they are buſied about a counterfeit aſſurance: take you aſſurance of her, Cum preuilegio ad Impremendum ſolem, to th' Church take the Prieſt, Clarke, and ſome ſufficient honeſt witneſſes: If this be not that you looke for, I haue no more to ſay, But bid Bianca farewell for euer and a day. Hear'ſt thou Biondello. I cannot tarry: I knew a wench maried in an afternoone as ſhee went to the Garden for Parſeley to ſtuffe a Rabit, and ſo may you ſir: and ſo adew ſir, my Maſter hath appointed me to goe to Saint Lukes to bid the Prieſt be readie to come againſt you come with your appendix. I may and will, if ſhe be ſo contented: She will be pleas'd, then wherefore ſhould I doubt: Hap what hap may, Ile roundly goe about her: It ſhall goe hard if Cambio goe without her. Come on a Gods name, once more toward our fathers: Good Lord how bright and goodly ſhines the Moone. The Moone, the Sunne: it is not Moonelight now. I ſay it is the Moone that ſhines ſo bright. I know it is the Sunne that ſhines ſo bright. Now by my mothers ſonne, and that's my ſelfe, It ſhall be moone, or ſtarre, or what I liſt, Or ere I iourney to your Fathers houſe: Goe on, and fetch our horſes backe againe, Euermore croſt and croſt, nothing but croſt. Say as he ſaies, or we ſhall neuer goe. Forward I pray, ſince we haue come ſo farre, And be it moone, or ſunne, or what you pleaſe: And if you pleaſe to call it a ruſh Candle, Henceforth I vowe it ſhall be ſo for me. I ſay it is the Moone. I know it is the Moone. Nay then you lye: it is the bleſſed Sunne. Then God be bleſt, it in the bleſſed ſun, But ſunne it is not, when you ſay it is not▪ And the Moone changes euen as your minde: What you will haue it nam'd, euen that it is, And ſo it ſhall be ſo for Katherine.