Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1598 (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 487 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
That's as much as to say, the sweet youths in love. The greatest note of it is his melancholy. And when was he want to wash his face? Yea, or to paint himself? for the which I hear what they say of him. Nay, but his jesting spirit, which is now crept into a lutestring, and now governed by stops. Indeed that tells a heavy tale for him: conclude, he is in love. Nay, but I know who loves him. That would I know too, I warrant one that knows him not. Yes, and his ill conditions, and in despite of all, dies for him. She shall be buried with her face upwards. Yet is this no charm for the toothache, old signior, walk aside with me, I have studied eight or nine wise words to speak to you, which these hobby-horses must not hear. For my life to break with him about Beatrice. 'Tis even so, Hero and Margaret have by this played their parts with Beatrice, and then the two Bears will not bite one another when they meet. My Lord and brother, God save you. Good den brother. If your leisure served, I would speak with you. In private? If it please you, yet Count Claudio may hear, for what I would speak of, concerns him. What's the matter? Means your Lordship to be married to morrow? You know he does. I know not that when he knows what I know. If there be any impediment, I pray you discover it. You may think I love you not, let that appear hereafter, and aim better at me by that I now will manifest, for my brother (I think, he holds you well, and in dearness of heart) hath holp to effect your ensuing marriage: surely suit ill spent, and labour ill bestowed. Why, what's the matter? I came hither to tell you, and circumstances shortened, (for she hath been too long a talking of) the Lady is disloyal. Who Hero? Even she, Leonatoes' Hero, your Hero, every man's Hero. Disloyal? The word is too good to paint out her wickedness, I could say she were worse, think you of a worse title, and I will fit her to it: wonder not till further warrant: go but with me to night, you shall see her chamber window entered, even the night before her wedding day, if you love her, then to morrow wed her: But it would better fit your honour to change your mind. May this be so? I will not think it. If you dare not trust that you see, confess not that you know: if you will follow me, I will show you enough, and when you have seen more, & heard more, proceed accordingly. If I see any thing to night, why I should not marry her to morrow in the congregation, where I should wed, there will I shame her.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
That's as much as to ſay, the ſweet youth's in loue. The greateſt note of it is his melancholy. And vvhen vvas he vvont to vvaſh his face? Yea, or to paint himſelfe? for the which I heare vvhat they ſay of him. Nay, but his ieſting ſpirit, vvhich is now crept into a lute-ſtring, and now gouern'd by ſtops. Indeed that tels a heauy tale for him: conclude, he is in loue. Nay, but I know who loues him. That would I know too, I warrant one that knowes him not. Yes, and his ill conditions, and in deſpight of all, dies for him. Shee ſhall be buried with her face vpwards. Yet is this no charme for the tooth-ake, old ſignior, walke aſide with mee, I haue ſtudied eight or nine wiſe words to ſpeake to you, which theſe hobby-horſes muſt not heare. For my life to breake with him about Beatrice. 'Tis euen ſo, Hero and Margaret haue by this played their parts with Beatrice, and then the two Beares will not bite one another when they meete. My Lord and brother, God ſaue you. Good den brother. If your leiſure ſeru'd, I would ſpeake with you. In priuate? If it pleaſe you, yet Count Claudio may heare, for what I would ſpeake of, concernes him. What's the matter? Meanes your Lordſhip to be married to morrow? You know he does. I know not that when he knowes what I know. If there be any impediment, I pray you diſcouer it. You may thinke I loue you not, let that appeare hereafter, and ayme better at me by that I now will manifeſt, for my brother (I thinke, he holds you well, and in deareneſſe of heart) hath holpe to effect your enſuing marriage: ſurely ſute ill ſpent, and labour ill beſtowed. Why, what's the matter? I came hither to tell you, and circumſtances ſhortned, (for ſhe hath beene too long a talking of) the Lady is diſloyall. Who Hero? Euen ſhee, Leonatoes Hero, your Hero, euery mans Hero. Diſloyall? The word is too good to paint out her wickedneſſe, I could ſay ſhe were worſe, thinke you of a worſe title, and I will fit her to it: wonder not till further warrant: goe but with mee to night, you ſhal ſee her chamber window entred, euen the night before her wedding day, if you loue her, then to morrow wed her: But it would better fit your honour to change your minde. May this be ſo? I will not thinke it. If you dare not truſt that you ſee, confeſſe not that you know: if you will follow mee, I will ſhew you enough, and when you haue ſeene more, & heard more, proceed accordingly. If I ſee any thing to night, why I ſhould not marry her to morrow in the congregation, where I ſhold wedde, there will I ſhame her.