Shakespeare, William · published 1597 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T62 The courtier as a type: fashion, affecta · 502 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T62: courtier, shrug, face, court, italian, monsieur, scholar, fashion, french, courtiers.
here comes Romeo. Without his Roe, like a dried Hearing. O flesh flesh how art thou fishified. Sirrah now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowed in: Laura to his Lady was but a kitchen drudge, yet she had a better love to berhyme her: Dido a dowdy Cleopatra a Gipsy, Hero and Helen hildings and harletries: Thisby a gray eye or so, but not to the purpose. signor Romeo bon iour, there is a French courtesy to your French slop: ye gave us the counterfeit fairly yesternight. What counterfeit I pray you? The slip the slip, can you not conceive? I cry you mercy my business was great, and in such a case as mine, a man may strain courtesy. Oh that's as much to say as such a case as yours will constrain a man to bow in the hams. A most courteous exposition. Why I am the very pink of courtesy. Pink for flower? Right. Then is my Pump well flowered: Well said, follow me now that jest till thou hast worn out thy Pump, that when the single sole of it is worn the jest may remain after the wearing solely singular. O single soald jest solely singular for the singleness. Come between us good Benuolio, for my wits fail. Swits and spurs, swits & spurs, or I'll cry a match. Nay if thy wits run the wild-goose chase, I have done: for I am sure thou hast more of the goose in one of thy wits than I have in all my five: Was I with you there for the goose? Thou wert never with me for any thing, when thou wert not with me for the goose. I'll bite thee by the ear for that jest. Nay good goose bite not. Why thy wit is a bitter sweeting, a most sharp sauce And was it not well served in to a sweet goose? Oh here is a wit of Chevril that stretcheth from an inch narrow to an ell broad. I stretched it out for the word broad, which added to the goose, proves thee fair and wide a broad goose. Why is not this better now than groaning for love? why now art thou sociable, now art thou thyself, now art thou what thou art, as well by art as nature. This drivelling love is like a great natural, that runs up and down to hide his babble in a hole. Stop there. Why thou wouldst have me stop my tale against the hair. Thou wouldst have made thy tale too long? Tut man thou art deceived, I meant to make it short, for I was come to the whole depth of my tale? and meant indeed to occupy the argument no longer. Heers goodly gear. A sail, a sail, a sail. Two, two, a shirt and a smock. Peter, pray thee give me my fan. Pray thee do good Peter, to hide her face: for her fan is the fairer of the two.
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Heer comes Romeo. Without his Roe, like a dryed Hering. O flesh flesh how art thou fishified. Sirra now is he for the numbers that Petrarch flowdin: Laura to his Lady was but a kitchi drudg, yet she had a better loue to berime her: ido a dowdy Cleopatra a Gypsie, Hero and Hellen hildings and harletries: Thiie agray eye or so, but not to the purpose. Signior Romeo bon iour, there is a French curtesie to your French sop: yee gaue vs the counterfeit fairely yesternigh. What counterfeit I pray you? The slip the slip, can you not conceiue? I cry you mercy my busines was great, and in such a case as mine, a man may straine curtesie. Oh thats as much to say as such a case as yours wil constraine a man to bow in the hams. A most curteous exposition. Why I am the very pinke of curteie. Pinke for flower? Right. Then is my Pumpe well flour'd: Well said, follow m nowe that iest till thou hast worne out thy Pumpe, that when the single sole of it is wor the iest may remaine after the wearing olie singuler. O single soald iest solie singuler for the singlenes. Come between vs good Benuolio, for my wits faile. Swits and spurres, swits & spurres, or Ile cry a match. Nay if thy wits runne the wildgoose chase, I haue done: for I am sure thou hast more of the goose in one of thy wits than I haue in al my fiue: Was I with you there for the goose? Thou wert neuer with me for any thing, when thou wert not with me for the goose. Ile bite thee by the eare for that iest. Nay good goose bite not. Why thy wit is a bitter sweeting, a most sharp sauce And was it not well seru'd in to a sweet goose? Oh heere is a witte of Cheuerell that stretcheth from an ynch narrow to an ell broad. I stretcht it out for the word broad, which added to the goose, proues thee faire and wide a broad goose. Why is not this better now than groning for loue? why now art thou sociable, now art thou thy selfe, nowe art thou what thou art, as wel by arte as nature. This driueling loue is like a great naturall, that runs vp and downe to hide his bable in a hole. Stop there. Why thou wouldst haue me stopp my tale against the haire. Thou wouldst haue made thy tale too long? Tut man thou art deceiued, I meant to make it short, for I was come to the whole depth of my tale? and meant indeed to occupie the argument no longer. Heers goodly geare. A saile, a saile, a saile. Two, two, a shirt and a smocke. Peter, pree thee giue me my fan. Pree thee doo good Peter, to hide her face: for her fanne is the fairer of the two.