Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint · 498 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
What secret hath held you here, that you followed not to Leonatoes'? I would your Grace would constrain me to tell. I charge thee on thy allegiance. You hear, Count Claudio, I can be secret as a dumb man, I would have you think so (but on my allegiance, mark you this, on my allegiance) he is in love, With who? now that is your Grace's part: mark how short his answer is, with Hero, Leonatoes' short daughter. If this were so, so were it uttered. Like the old tale, my Lord, it is not so, nor 'twas not so: but indeed, God forbidden it should be so. If my passion change not shortly, God forbidden it should be otherwise. Amen, if you love her, for the Lady is very well worthy. You speak this to fetch me in, my Lord. By my troth I speak my thought. And in faith, my Lord, I spoke mine. And by my two faiths and troths, my Lord, I speak mine. That I love her, I feel. That she is worthy, I know. That I neither feel how she should be loved, nor know how she should be worthy, is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me, I will die in it at the stake. Thou wast ever an obstinate heretic in the despite of Beauty. And never could maintain his part, but in the force of his will. That a woman conceived me, I thank her: that she brought me up, I likewise give her most humble thankes: but that I will have a rechate wound in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an invisible baldric, all women shall pardon me: because I will not do them the wrong to mistrust any, I will do myself the right to trust none: and the fine is, (for the which I may go the finer) I will live a Bachelor. I shall see thee ere I die, look pale with love. With anger, with sickness, or with hunger, my Lord, not with love: prove that ever I lose more blood with love, than I will get again with drinking, pick out mine eyes with a Ballet-makers pen, and hang me up at the door of a brothel-house for the sign of blind Cupid. Well, if ever thou dost fall from this faith, thou wilt prove a notable argument. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a Cat, & shoot at me, and he that hit's me, let him be clapped on the shoulder, and called Adam. Well, as time shall try: In time the savage Bull doth bear the yoke. The savage bull may, but if ever the sensible Benedick bear it, pluck off the bulls horns, and set them in my forehead, and let me be vildly painted, and in such great Letters as they writ, here is good horse to hire: let them signify under my sign, here you may see Benedick the married man.
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
What ſecret hath held you here, that you followed not to Leonatoes? I would your Grace would conſtraine mee to tell. I charge thee on thy allegeance. You heare, Count Claudio, I can be ſecret as a dumbe man, I would haue you thinke ſo (but on my allegiance, marke you this, on my allegiance) hee is in loue, With who? now that is your Graces part: marke how ſhort his anſwere is, with Hero, Leonatoes ſhort daughter. If this were ſo, ſo were it vttred. Like the old tale, my Lord, it is not ſo, nor 'twas not ſo: but indeede, God forbid it ſhould be ſo. If my paſſion change not ſhortly, God forbid it ſhould be otherwiſe. Amen, if you loue her, for the Ladie is verie well worthie. You ſpeake this to fetch me in, my Lord. By my troth I ſpeake my thought. And in faith, my Lord, I ſpoke mine. And by my two faiths and troths, my Lord, I ſpeake mine. That I loue her, I feele. That ſhe is worthie, I know. That I neither feele how ſhee ſhould be loued, nor know how ſhee ſhould be worthie, is the opinion that fire cannot melt out of me, I will die in it at the ſtake. Thou waſt euer an obſtinate heretique in the deſpight of Beautie. And neuer could maintaine his part, but in the force of his will. That a woman conceiued me, I thanke her: that ſhe brought mee vp, I likewiſe giue her moſt humble thankes: but that I will haue a echare winded in my forehead, or hang my bugle in an inuiſible baldricke, all women ſhall pardon me: becauſe I will not do them the wrong to miſtruſt any, I will doe my ſelfe the right to truſt none: and the fine is, (for the which I may goe the finer) I will liue a Batchellor. I ſhall ſee thee ere I die, looke pale with loue. With anger, with ſickneſſe, or with hunger, my Lord, not with loue: proue that euer I looſe more blood with loue, then I will get againe with drinking, picke out mine eyes with a Ballet-makers penne, and hang me vp at the doore of a brothel-houſe for the ſigne of blinde Cupid. Well, if euer thou dooſt fall from this faith, thou wilt proue a notable argument. If I do, hang me in a bottle like a Cat, & ſhoot at me, and he that hit's me, let him be clapt on the ſhoulder, and cal'd Adam. Well, as time ſhall trie: In time the ſauage Bull doth beare the yoake. The ſauage bull may, but if euer the ſenſible Benedicke beare it, plucke off the bulles hornes, and ſet them in my forehead, and let me be vildely painted, and in ſuch great Letters as they write, heere is good horſe to hire: let them ſignifie vnder my ſigne, here you may ſee Benedicke the married man.