Shakespeare, William · published 1598 · first performed or written c.1595 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
A woman sometimes, and you saw her in the light. Perchance light in the light. I desire her name? She hath but one for herself, to desire that were a shame. Pray you sir, Whose daughter? Her mothers, I have heard. God's blessing on your beard. Good sir be not offended, She is an heir of Falconbridge. Nay my collar is ended. She is a most sweet Lady. Not unlike sir, that may be. What's her name in the cap? Katherine by good hap. Is she wedded or no? To her will sir, or so. O you are welcome sir, adieu. Farewell to me sir, and welcome to you. That last is Berowne, the merry madcap L. Not a word with him but a jest. And every jest but a word. It was well done of you to take him at his word. I was as willing to grapple as he was to board. Two hot sheeps marie. And wherefore not Ships? No Sheep (sweet Lamb) unless we feed on your lips. You Sheep and I pasture: shall that finish the jest▪ So you grant pasture for me. Not so gentle Beast. My lips are no Common, though several they be. Belonging to whom? To my fortunes and me. Good wits will be jangling, but gentles agree, This civil war of wits were much better used On Navarre and his Bookmen, for here 'tis abused. If my observation (which very seldom lies By the hearts still rhetoric, disclosed with eyes. Deceive me not now, Navarre is infected. With what? With that which we Lovers entitle Affected. Your reason. Why all his behaviours did make their retire, To the court of his eye, peeping through desire. His heart like an Agate with your print impressed, Proud with his form, in his eye pride expressed. His tongue all impatient to speak and not see, Did stumble with haste in his eyesight to be, All senses to that sense did make their repair, To feel only looking on fairest of fair: Me thought all his senses were lokt in his eye, As jewels in Crystal for some Prince to buy. Who tendering their own worth from where they were glast, Did point you to buy them along as you past, His faces own margin did coat such amazes, That all eyes saw his eyes enchanted with gazes. I'll give you Aquitaine, and all that is his, And you give him for my sake but one loving kiss. Come, to our Pavilion, Boyet is disposed. But to speak that in words, which his eye hath disclosed. I only have made a mouth of his eye, By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Thou art an old Love-monger, & speakest skilfully. He is Cupid's Grandfather, and learns news of him. Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim. Do you hear my mad Wenches? No. What then, do you see? I, our way to be gone.
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A woman ſometimes, and you ſaw her in the light. Perchance light in the light. I deſire her name? She hath but one for her ſelfe, to deſire that were a ſhame. Pray you ſir, Whoſe daughter? Her mothers, I haue heard. Gods bleſſing on your beard. Good ſir be not offended, She is an heire of Falcon-bridge. Nay my coller is ended. She is a moſt ſweet Ladie. Not vnlike ſir, that may be. Whats her name in the capp? Katherin by good happ. Is ſhe wedded or no? To her will ſir, or ſo. O you are welcome ſir, adew. Farewell to me ſir, and welcome to you. That laſt is Berowne, the merrie madcap L. Not a word with him but a ieſt. And euery ieſt but a word. It was well done of you to take him at his word. I was as willing to grapple as he was to boord. Two hot Sheepes marie. And wherefore not Shipps? No Sheepe (ſweete Lambe) vnleſſe we feede on your lippes. You Sheepe and I paſture: ſhall that finiſh the ieſt▪ So you graunt paſture for me. Not ſo gentle Beaſt. My lippes are no Common, though ſeuerall they be. Belonging to whom? To my fortunes and mee. Good witts will be iangling, but gentles agree, This ciuill warre of wittes were much better vſed On Nauar and his Bookmen, for heere tis abuſed. If my obſeruation (which very ſeldome lyes By the hartes ſtill rethoricke, diſcloſed with eyes. Deceaue me not now, Nauar is infected. With what? With that which we Louers intitle Affected. Your reaſon. Why all his behauiours did make their retire, To the court of his eye, peeping thorough deſier. His hart like an Agot with your print impreſſed, Proud with his forme, in his eye pride expreſſed. His tongue all impacient to ſpeake and not ſee, Did ſtumble with haſte in his ey-ſight to bee, All ſences to that ſence did make their repaire, To feele only looking on faireſt of faire: Mee thought all his ſenſes were lokt in his eye, As Iewels in Chriſtall for ſome Prince to buy. Who tendring their owne worth from where they were glaſt, Did poynt you to buy them along as you paſt, His faces owne margent did coate ſuch amazes, That all eyes ſaw his eyes inchaunted with gazes. Ile giue you Aquitaie, and all that is his, And you giue him for my ſake but one louing kiſſe. Come, to our Pauilion, Boyet is diſpoſde. But to ſpeak that in words, which his eie hath diſcloſd. I onelie haue made a mouth of his eie, By adding a tongue which I know will not lie. Thou art an old Loue-monger, & ſpeakeſt ſkilfully. He is Cupids Graundfather, and learnes newes of him. Then was Venus like her mother, for her father is but grim. Do you heare my mad Wenches? No. What then, do you ſee? I, our way to be gone.