The Blind Beggar of Alexandria (Irus) · chunk 10 of 26
Chapman, George · published 1598 · first performed or written 1596 [Feb 12] (Annals) comedy · Admiral's (Nottingham's) Men T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens typicality 0.76 · 513 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
Mistress 'tis true. And that he may be good, I conjure him by these three things a cross, Now let him come he shallbe good I warrant ye, Nay do not fly me gentle Samathis, Pardon me sir for if I see a man, I shall so blush still that I warrant you, I could make white wine claret with my looks, But do not blush and fly an old man's sight. From whom if not from old men should I fly From young men rather that can swift pursue, And then it is some credit to out go them, Yet though my years would have me old I am not, But have the gentle jerk of youth in me, As fresh as he that hath a maiden's chin. Thus can I bend the stiffness of my limbs, Thus can I turn and leap and hoist my gate, Thus can I lift my love as light as air, Now say my Samathis am I old or young. I would have my love neither old nor young But in the middle Just between them both. Fit am I then for matchless Samathis. And will be bold to sit. For bachelors Must not be shamefast when they meet with maids, Sweet love now let me entreat you sit, And welcome you to your own banquet here, even thus did Irus say that he should say, Then by your leave sir I will sit with you, Welcome as gold into my treasury, And now will I drink unto my love. With the same mind that drinking first began to one another. And what was that I pray sir. I'll tell my love the first kind cause of it. And why 'tis used as kindness still amongst us, If it be used aright 'tis to this end, When I do say I drink this love to you, I mean I drink this to your proper good, As if I said what health this wine doth work in me, shallbe employed for you at your command & to your proper use And this was first th'intent of drinking to you. 'tis very pretty is it not Jaquine. Oh excellent Mistress he's a dainty man. Now to your use sweet love I drink this wine, And with a merry heart that makes long life, Over the cup I'll sing for my loves sake. Health, fortune, mirth, and wine, To thee my love divine. I drink to my darling, Give me thy hand sweeting. With cup full ever plied, And hearts full never dried. Mine own, mine own dearest sweeting. Oh oh mine own dearest sweeting. What frolic love mirth makes the banquet sweet. I love it sir as well as you love me. That is as well as I do love myself, I will not joy my treasure but in thee, And in thy looks I'll count it every hour, And thy white arms shallbe as bands to me, Wherein are mighty Lordships forfeited, And all the dames of Alexandria, For their attire shall take there light from thee,
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Mistris tis true. And that he may be good, I coniure him by these three things a crosse, Now let him come he shalbe good I warrant ye, Nay do not flye me gentle Samathis, Pardon me sir for if I see a man, I shall so blush still that I warrant you, I could make white wine claret with my lookes, But do not blush and flie an old mans sight. From whom if no from old men should I flie From young men rather that can swift pursue, And then it is some credit to out goe them, Yet though my yeeres would haue me old I am not, But haue the gentle Ierke of youth in mee, As fresh as he that hath a maidens chinne. Thus can I bend the stiffnes of my limbes, Thus can I turne and leape and hoyse my gate, Thus can I lift my loue as light as ayre, Now say my Samathis am I old or yog. I would haue my loue nether old nor young But in the middle Iust betweene them both. Fit am I then for matchlesse Samathis. And will be bould to sit. For batchlers Must not be shamefast when they meet with maids, Sweete loue now let me intreate you sit, And welcome you to your owne banquet heere, Euen thus did rsu say that he should say, Then by your leaue sir I will sit with you, VVelcome as gold into my tresurie, And now will I drinke vnto my loue. VViththe same mind that drinking fist began to one another. And what was that I pray sir. Ile tell my loue the first kind cause of it. And why tis vsd as kindnesse still amongst vs, If it be vsda right tis to this end, VVhen I doe say I drinke this loue to you, I meane I drinke this to your proper good, As if I sayde what health this wine doth worke in mee, Shalbe imploied for you at your commande & to your proper vse And this was first thentent of drinking to you. Tis very prettie is it not Jaquine. Oh excellent Mistris hees a daintie man. Now to your vse sweete loue I drinke this wine, And with a merrie hart that makes long life, Ouer the cup Ile sing for my loues sake. Health, fortune, mirth, and wine, To thee my loue deuine. I drinke to my dareling, Giue mee thy hand sweeting. UUith cuppe full euer plyed, And artes fullneuer dryed. Mine owne, mine owne dearest sweeting. Oh oh myne owne dearest sweeting. VVhat frollicke loue mirth makes the banquet sweete. I loue it sir aswell as you loue me. That is aswell as I do loue my selfe, I will not Ioy my treasure but in thee, And in thy lookes Ile count it euery hower, And thy white armes shalbe as bandes to me, Wherein are mightie Lordshippes forfeited, And all the dames of Alexandria, For their attire shall take there light from thee,