Chapman, George · published 1606 · first performed or written 1602 [Sep 18] (Annals) comedy · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 488 words
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ay me still, in that humour? beshrew my heart it I take any Papers from him. Kind bosom do thou take it then. Nay then never trust me. Let it fall then, or cast it away you were best, that everybody may discover your love suits, do; there's somebody near if you note it, and how have you spent the time since dinner nobles? At chests my Lords, Read it niece. Here bear it back I pray. I bear you on my back to hear you; and how play the Lady's sir Cuthbert, what men do they play best withal, with knights or rooks? With knights my Lord. 'tis pity their board is no broader, and that some men called gulls are not added to their game Why my Lo it needs not, they make the knights gulls. That's pretty sir Cuthbert; you have begone I know Niece, forth I command you. O you're a sweet uncle. I have brought her a little Greek, to help me out withal, and she's so coy of her learning for sooth she makes it strange: Lords, and Ladies, I invite you all to supper tonight, and you shall not deny me. We will attend your Lordship. Come Ladies let's into the gallery a little. And now what says mine own dear niece i'faith? What should she say to the backside of a paper. Come, come, I know you have been a'the belly side. Now was there ever Lord so prodigal, of his own honoured blood, and dignity? Aay with these same horse faire alligations, will you answere the lr? God's my life you go like a cunning spokes man, man, answer uncle? what do ye think me desperate of a husband Not so niece, but careless of your poor uncle. I will not write that's certain. What will you have my friend and I perish, do you thirst our bloods? O you're in a mighty danger no doubt on't. If you have our bloods beware our ghosts I can tell ye, come will ye write? I will not write i'faith. i'faith dame, than I must be your secretary I see, here's the letter, come, do you dictate and I'll write. If you write no otherwise than I dictate, it will scarce prove a kind answer I believe. But you will be advised I trust. Secretaries are of counsel with their countesses, thus it begins. Suffer him to love, that suffers not loving, what answer you to that? He loves extremely that suffers not in love. He answers you for that presently, his love is without passion, and therefore free from alteration, for Pati you know is in Alterationem labi he loves you in his soul he tells you, wherein there is no passion, say dame what answer you. Nay if I answer any thing. Why? very well, i'll answer for you. You answer? shall I set my hand to your answer?
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Aye me stil, in that humor? beshrowe my hart it I take anie Papers from him. Kinde bosome doe thou take it then. Nay then neuer trust me. Let it all then, or cast it awae you were best, that euerie bodie may discouer your loue suits, doe; theres sombodie neare if you note it, and how haue you spent the time since dinner nobles? At chests my Lords, Read it neece. Heere beare it backe I pray. I beare you on my backe to heare you; and how play the Ladies sir Cuthbert, what men doe they play best withall, with knights or rookes? With knights my Lord. T'is pitty their boord is no broader, and that some men caled guls are not added to their game Why my Lo it needs not, they make the knights guls. Thats pretty sir Cuthbert; you haue begon I know Neece, forth I commaund you. O yare a sweete vnckle. I haue brought her a little Greke, to helpe me out withal, and shees so coy of her learning for sooth she makes it strange: Lords, and Ladies, I inuite you al to supper to night, and you shal not denie me. VVe will attend your Lordshippe. Come Ladies let's into the gallerie a little. And now what saies mine owne deare neece yfaith? VVhat shood she saie to the backfide of a paper. Come, come, I knowe you haue byn a'the bellie side. Now was there euer Lord so prodigall, of his owne honor'd blood, and dnity? Aay with these same horse faire alligations, will you answere the lr? Gods my life you go like a cuning spokes man, man, answere vnckle? what doe ye thinke me desperate of a husband Not so neece, but carelesse of your poore vnkle. I will not write that's certaine. VVhat wil you haue my friend and I peish, doe you thirst our bloods? O yare in a mightie danger noe doubt on't. If you haue our bloods beware our ghostes I can tell ye, come will ye write? I will not write yfaith. yfaith dame, then I must be your secretarie I see, heres the letter, come, doe you dictate and Ile write. If you write no otherwise then I dictate, it will scarce prou a kinde answere I beleeue. But you will be aduis'de I trust. Secretaries are of counsaile with their countesses, thus it begins. Suffer him to loue, that suffers not louing, what answere you to that? He loues extreamely that suffers not in loue. He answeres you for that presentlie, his loue is without passion, and therefore free from alteration, for Pa you know is in Alterationem lab he loues you in his soule he tels you, wherein there is no passion, saie dame what answere you. Nay if I answere anie thing. VVhy? veri well, ile answere for you. You answere? shall I set my hand to your answere?