Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1596 [1594-1596] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
I saw no man use you at his pleasure: if I had, my weapon should quickly have been out, I warrant you, I dare draw as soon as another man, if I see occasion in a good quarrel, and the law on my side. Now afore God, I am so vexed, that every part about me quivers, skuruy knave: pray you sir a word: and as I told you, my young Lady bid me inquire you out, what she bid me say, I will keep to myself: but first let me tell ye, if ye should lead her in a fool's paradise, as they say, it were a very gross kind of behaviour, as they say: for the Gentlewoman is young: & therefore, if you should deal double with her, truly it were an ill thing to be offered to any Gentlewoman, and very weak dealing. Nurse commend me to thy Lady and Mistress, I protest unto thee. Good heart, and i'faith I will tell her as much: Lord, Lord she will be a joyful woman. What wilt thou tell her Nurse? thou dost not mark me? I will tell her sir, that you do protest, which as I take it, is a Gentlemanlike offer. Bid her device some means to come to shrift this afternoon, And there she shall at Friar Laurence Cell Beshriued and married: here is for thy pains. No truly sir not a penny. Go too, I say you shall. This afternoon sir? well she shall be there. And stay thou good Nurse behind the Abbey wall, Within this hour my man shall be with thee, And bring thee Cords made like a tackled stair, Which to the high top gallant of my joy, Must be my convoy in the secret night. Farewell, be trusty and I'll quite thy pains: Farewell, commend me to thy Mistress. Now God in heaven bless thee: hark you sir, What sayst thou my dear Nurse? Is your man secret, did you ne'er hear say two may keep counsel putting one away. Warrant thee my man as true as steel. Well sir, my Mistress is the sweetest Lady, Lord, Lord, when 'twas a little prating thing. O there is a Noble man in Town one Paris, that would fain lay knife aboard: but she good soul had as leeve a see Toad, a very Toad as see him: I anger her sometimes, and tell her that Paris is the properer man, but I'll warrant you, when I say so, she looks as pale as any clout in the versall world. Doth not Rosemary and Romeo begin both with a letter? I Nurse, what of that? Both with an R A mocker that's the dog's name, R. is for the no, I know it begins with some other letter, and she hath the prettiest sententious of it, of you and Rosemary, that it would do you good to hear it. Commend me to thy Lady. I a thousand times. Peter? Anon. Before and apace.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
I ſaw no man vſe you at his pleaſure: if I had, my weapon ſhould quickly haue beene out, I warrant you, I dare draw aſſoone as another man, if I ſee occaſion in a good quarrell, and the law on my ſide. Now afore God, I am ſo vext, that euery part about me quiuers, skuruy knaue: pray you ſir a word: and as I told you, my young Lady bid me enquire you out, what ſhe bid me ſay, I will keepe to my ſelfe: but firſt let me tell ye, if ye ſhould leade her in a fooles paradiſe, as they ſay, it were a very groſſe kind of behauiour, as they ſay: for the Gentlewoman is yong: & therefore, if you ſhould deale double with her, truely it were an ill thing to be offered to any Gentlewoman, and very weake dealing. Nurſe commend me to thy Lady and Miſtreſſe, I proteſt vnto thee. Good heart, and yfaith I will tell her as much: Lord, Lord ſhe will be a ioyfull woman. What wilt thou tell her Nurſe? thou doeſt not marke me? I will tell her ſir, that you do proteſt, which as I take it, is a Gentleman-like offer. Bid her deuiſe ſome meanes to come to ſhrift this afternoone, And there ſhe ſhall at Frier Lawrence Cell Beſhriu'd and married: here is for thy paines. No truly ſir not a penny. Go too, I ſay you ſhall. This afternoone ſir? well ſhe ſhall be there. And ſtay thou good Nurſe behind the Abbey wall, Within this houre my man ſhall be with thee, And bring thee Cords made like a tackled ſtaire▪ Which to the high top gallant of my ioy, Muſt be my conuoy in the ſecret night. Farewell, be truſtie and Ile quite thy paines: Farewell, commend me to thy Miſtreſſe. Now God in heauen bleſſe thee: harke you ſir, What ſaiſt thou my deare Nurſe? Is your man ſecret, did you nere heare ſay two may keepe counſell putting one away. Warrant thee my man as true as ſteele. Well ſir, my Miſtreſſe is the ſweeteſt Lady, Lord, Lord, when 'twas a little praing thing. O there is a Noble man in Towne one Paris, that would faine lay knife aboard: but ſhe good ſoule had as leeue a ſee Toade, a very Toade as ſee him: I anger her ſometimes, and tell her that Paris is the propere man, but Ile warrant you, when I ſay ſo, ſhee lookes as pale as any clout in the verſall world. Doth not Roſemarie and Romeo begin both with a letter? I Nurſe, what of that? Both with an R A mocker that's the dogs name, R. is for the no, I know it begins with ſome other letter, and ſhe hath the prettieſt ſententious of it, of you and Roſemary, that it would do you good to heare it. Commend me to thy Lady. I a thouſand times. Peter? Anon. Before and apace.