Shakespeare, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1597 [Apr 23] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 516 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T49: mistress, gentleman, love, lady, woman, pray, gentlewoman, hear, honest, way.
In truth Sir, and she is pretty, and honest, and gentle, and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by the way, I praise heaven for it. Shall I do any good thinkest thou? shall I not lose my suit? Troth Sir, all is in his hands above; but notwithstanding (Master Fenton) I'll be sworn on a book she loves you; have not your Worship a wart above your eye? Yes marry have I, what of that? Well, thereby hangs a tale; good faith, it is such another Nan; (but (I detest) an honest maid as ever broke bread: we had an hours talk of that wart; I shall never laugh but in that maid's company, but (indeed) she is given too much to melancholy and musing; but for you— well— go too—. Well, I shall see her to day; hold, there's money for thee. Let me have thy voice in my behalf; if thou seest her before me, commend me.— Willie I? I faith that we will; And I will tell your Worship more of the Wart, the next time we have confidence, and of other wooers. Well, farewell, I am in great haste now. Farewell to your Worship; truly an honest Gentleman: but Anne loves him not, for I know Ans mind as well as another does, out upon't, what have I forgot. What, have I scaped love-letters in the holly-day-time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them? let me see. Ask me no reason why I love you, for though love use Reason for his precisian, he admits him not for his counsellor: you are not young, no more am I: go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry▪ so am I: ha', ha', then there's more sympathy: you love sack, and so do I: would your desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee (mistress Page) at the least if the love of soldier can suffice, that I love thee: I will not say pity me, 'tis not a soldierlike phrase; but I say▪ love me: By me, thine own true Knight, by day or night: Or any kind of light, with all his might, For thee to fight, John Falstaff. What a Herod of jury is this? O wicked, wicked world. One that is well-nye worn to pieces with age To show himself a young Gallant? What an unwaied Behaviour hath this Flemish drunkard picked (with The devil's name) out of my conversation, that he dares In this manner assay me? why, he hath not been thrice In my Company, what should I say to him? I was then frugal of my mirth: (heaven forgive me,) why i'll Exhibit a Bill in the Parliament for the putting down of men, how shall I be revenged on him? for revenged I will be? as sure as his guts are made of puddings. Mistress Page, trust me, I was going to your house. And trust me, I was going to you: you look very ill. Nay, i'll ne'er believe that; I have to show to the contrary.
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In truth Sir, and ſhee is pretty, and honeſt, and gentle, and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by the way, I praiſe heauen for it. Shall I doe any good thinkſt thou? ſhall I not looſe my ſuit? Troth Sir, all is in his hands aboue; but notwithſtanding (Maſter Fenton) Ile be ſworne on a booke ſhee loues you; haue not your Worſhip a wart aboue your eye? Yes marry haue I, what of that? Well, thereby hangs a tale; good faith, it is ſuch another Nan; (but (I deteſt) an honeſt maid as euer broke bread: wee had an howres talke of that wart; I ſhall neuer laugh but in that maids company, but (indeed) ſhee is giuen too much to Allicholy and muſing; but for you—well—goe too—. Well, I ſhall ſee her to day; hold, there's money for thee. Let mee haue thy voice in my behalfe; if thou ſeeſt her before me, commend me.— Willi? I faith that wee will; And I will tell your Worſhip more of the Wart, the next time we haue confidence, and of other wooers. Well, fare-well, I am in great haſte now. Fare-well to your Worſhip; truely an honeſt Gentleman: but Anne loues him not, for I know Ans minde as well as another do's, out vpon't, what haue I forgot. What, haue I ſcap'd Loue-letters in the hollyday-time of my beauty, and am I now a ſubiect for them? let me ſee. Aske me no reaſon why I loue you, for though Loue vſe Reaſon for his preciſian, hee admits him not for his Counſailour: you are not young, no more am I: goe to then, there's ſimpathie: you are merry▪ ſo am I: ha, ha, then there's more ſimpathie: you loue ſacke, and ſo doe I: would yout deſire better ſimpathie? Let it ſuffice thee (Miſtris Page) at the leaſt if the Loue of Souldier can ſuffice, that I loue thee: I will not ſay pitty mee, 'tis not a Souldier-like phraſe; but I ſay▪ loue me: By me, thine owne true Knight, by day or night: Or any kinde of light, with all his might, For thee to fight, Iohn Falſtaffe. What a Herod of Iurie is this? O wicked, wicked world. One that is well-nye worne to peeces with age To ſhow himſelfe a young Gallant? What an vnwaied Behauiour hath this Flemiſh drunkard pickt (with The Deuills name) out of my conuerſation, that hee dares In this manner aſſay me? why, hee hath not beene thrice In my Company, what ſhould I ſay to him? I was then Frugall of my mirth: (heauen forgiue mee,) why ile Exhibit a Bill in the Parliament for the putting downe of men, how ſhall I be reueng'd on him? for reueng'd I will be? as ſure as his guts are made of puddings. Miſtris Page, truſt me, I was going to your houſe. And truſt me, I was going to you: you looke very ill. Nay, ile nere beleeue that; I haue to ſhew to the contrary.