Heywood, Thomas · published 1600 · first performed or written 1599 [1592-1599] (Annals) history · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 482 words
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That easily proves he doth not know the worth. Yet having had the use of it so long, It rather proves you over rate the thing, He being a chapman, as it seems you are. Indeed none should adventure on the thing, That's to be purchased only by a King. If Kings love that, which no man else respects, It may be so, else do I see small reason, A King should take delight in such course stuff. Lives there a King, that would not give his crown, To purchase such a kingdom of content? In my conceit, right well you ask that question. The world I think contains not such fond king. Why mistress Shore, I am the man will do it. It's proudly spoke, although I not believe it, Were he King Edward that should offer it. But shall I have it? Upon what acquaintance? Why since I saw thee last. Where was that? At the L. Majors, in the presence of the King. I have forgotten that I saw you there, For there were many that I took small note of. Of me you did, and we had some discourse. You are deceived Sir, I had then no time, For my attendance on his majesty. I'll gauge my hand unto your hand of that, Look well upon me. Now I beseech you let this strange disguise Excuse my boldness to your majesty. whatever we possess is all your highness, Only mine honour, which I cannot grant, Only thy love (bright angel) Edward craves, For which I thus adventured to see thee. But here comes one, to whom I only gave it. And he I doubt will say you shall not have it. Am I so soon cut off? oh spite. How say ye mistress, will ye take my offer? Indeed I cannot sir afford it so. You'll not be offered fairlier I believe. Indeed you offer like a Gentleman, But yet the jewel will not so be left. Sir, if you bid not too much underfoot, I'll drive the bargain twixt you and my wife. Alas good Shore, myself dare answer no. Nothing can make thee such a jewel forego. She faith you shall be too much looser by it. See in the row then, if you can speed better. See many worlds a-row, affords not like. Why look'st thou Mat? know'st thou the gentleman? Alas what ails thee that thou look'st so pale? What there sweet heart? alas, where hast thou been? Nay nothing Iane, know you the Gentleman? Not I sweet heart, alas why do you ask? Is he thine enemy? I cannot tell, What came he here to cheapen at our shop? This jewel love. Well I pray God he came for nothing else. Why who is it? I do suspect him Shore. That you demand thus doubtedly of me. Ah Iane, it is the King.
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That easely prooues he doth not know the worth. Yet hauing had the vse of it so long, It rather prooues you ouer rate the thing, He being a chapman, as it séemes you are. Indéed none should aduenture on the thing, Thats to bée purchast onely by a King. If Kings loue that, which no man else respects, It may be so, else do I sée small reason, A King should take delight in such course stuffe. Liues there a King, that would not giue his crowne, To purchase such a kingdome of content? In conceit, right well you aske that question. The world I thinke containes not such fond king. Why mistresse Shoare, I am the man will do it. Its proudly spoke, although I not beléeue it, Were he King Edward that should offer it. But shall I haue it? Upon what acquaintance? Why since I saw thée last. Where was that? At the L. Maiors, in the presence of the King. I haue forgotten that I saw you there, For there were many that I tooke small note of. Of me you did, and we had some discourse. You are deceiued Sir, I had then no time, For my attendance on his maiestie. Ile gage my hand vnto your hand of that, Looke well vpon me. Now I beséech you let this strange disguise Excuse my boldnes to your maiesty. What euer we possesse is all your highnesse, Onely mine honor, which I cannot grant, Onely thy loue (bright angel) Edward craues, For which I thus aduentured to sée thée. But here comes one, to whom I only gaue it. And he I doubt will say you shal not haue it. Am I so soone cut off? oh spight. How say ye mistris, will ye take my offer? Indeed I cannot sir afford it so. Youle not be offered fairlier I beléeue. Indeed you offer like a Gentleman, But yet the iewel will not so be left. Sir, if you bid not too much vnder-foot, Ile driue the bargaine twixt you and my wife. Alas good Shoare, my selfe dare answere no. Nothing can make thée such a iewel forgoe. She faith you shall be too much looser by it. See in the row then, if you can spéed better. See many worlds arow, affords not like. Why lookst thou Mat? knowst thou the ? Alas what ailes thée that thou lookst so pale? What théere swéet hart? alas, where hast thou béen? Nay nothing Iane, know you the Gentleman? Not I sweet heart, alas why do you aske? Is he thine enemie? cannot tell, What came hee here to cheapen at our shoppe? This Iewell loue. Well I pray God he came for nothing else. Why who is it? I do suspect him Shoare. That you demaund thus doubtedly of me. Ah Iane, it is the King.