Anonymous · published 1607 · first performed or written 1602 [1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 510 words
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Sir, my abiding is not far from hence, And Trusty Iohn men call me by my name. Canst thou be trusty then, and secret too, Being employed in weighty business? Sir, I was never yet disproved in either. Then mark me well, in Cornhill by th'Exchange, Dwells an old Merchant, Flower they call his name, He hath one only daughter, to whose hands, If thou conveniently canst give this letter, I'll pay thee well, make thee the happiest Porter That ever undertook such business. Sir, give me your letter, if I do it not, Then let your promised favour be forgot. Anthony Golding is my name, my friend, About it then, thy message being done, Make haste to me again, till when, I leave thee. And so fare thee well loving brother, It had been better you had sent some other, Let me consider what is best be done, Shall I deliver his letter? No: Shall I convey it to my rival brother? Nor so: Shall I tear the same? No not for a million: What shall I then do? mary like a kind brother, Open the book, see what is written there, If nought but love, in love have thou a share. Brother, by your leave I hope you'll not deny, But that I love you: God bless my eyesight, A Sonnet 'tis in verse, now on my life He hath perused all the impressions Of Sonnets since the fall of Lucifer, And made some scurvy quaint collection Of fustian phrases, and uplandish words. FAire glory of vertue, thy enamorate Pleades loyally in pure affection, Whose passion Loue do thou exonorate, And he shall liue by thy protection: Nor from thy loue shall he once derogate, For any soule vnder this horizon, Yeeld thou to loue, and I will faile in neither, So loue and truth shall alwayes liue together. Yours deuoted, Anthony Golding. Before God, excellent good Poetry, 'sblood what means he by this line? For any soul under this horizon? No matter for his meaning, mean what he will, I mean his meaning shall not be delivered, But for my other trust my other letter, That shall come short too of fair Phillis hands, There is a Cripple dwelling here at hand, That's very well acquainted with the Maid, And for I once did rescue them from thieves, Swore, if he lived, he would requite that kindness, To him I will for council, he shall be My tutor by his wit and policy. Why how now sirrah, can you find nought to do, But waste the parchment in this idle sort? I do but what my mistress gave in charge. Your mistress! in good time: then sir it seems Your duty cannot stoop but to her lure: Sir, I will make you know, that in her absence You shall account to my demand, your mistress And your mistress will is thus, and thus you'll do: But answer to the motion I have made, Or you shall feel you have another mistress now: Speak, why when I say?
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Sir, my abiding is not farre from hence, And Trusty Iohn men call me by my name. Canst thou be trusty then, and secret too, Being imployd in weighty businesse? Sir, I was neuer yet disproou'd in eyther. Then marke me well, in Cornhill by th'Exchange, Dwells an old Merchant, Flower they call his name, He hath one onely daughter, to whose hands, If thou conueniently canst giue this letter, Ile pay thee well, make thee the happiest Porter That euer vndertooke such businesse. Sir, giue me your letter, if I doe it not, Then let your promisde fauour be forgot. Anthony Golding is my name, my friend, About it then, thy message being done, Make haste to me againe, till when, I leaue thee. And so fare thee well louing brother, It had bin better you had sent some other, Let me consider what is best be done, Shall I deliuer his letter? No: Shall I conuey it to my riuall brother? Nor so: Shall I teare the same? No not for a million: What shall I then do? mary like a kinde brother, Open the booke, see what is written there, If nought but loue, in loue haue thou a share. Brother, by your leaue I hope youle not deny, But that I loue you: God blesse my eie-sight, A Sonnet tis in verse, now on my life He hath perusde all the impressions Of Sonnets since the fall of Lucifer, And made some scuruy quaint collection Of fustian phrases, and vplandish wordes. FAire glory of vertue, thy enamorate Pleades loyally in pure affection, Whose passion Loue do thou exonorate, And he shall liue by thy protection: Nor from thy loue shall he once derogate, For any soule vnder this horizon, Yeeld thou to loue, and I will faile in neither, So loue and truth shall alwayes liue together. Yours deuoted, Anthony Golding. Before God, excellent good Poetry, Sbloud what meanes he by this line? For any soule vnder this horizon? No matter for his meaning, meane what he will, I meane his meaning shall not be deliuered, But for my other trust my other letter, That shall come short too of faire Phillis hands, There is a Cripple dwelling heere at hand, Thats very well acquainted with the Maide, And for I once did rescue them from thieues, Swore, if he liude, he would requite that kindnes, To him I will for councell, he shall be My tutor by his wit and pollicie. Why how now sirra, can you finde nought to doe, But waste the parchment in this idle sort? I do but what my mistris gaue in charge. Your mistris! in good time: then sir it seemes Your duety cannot stoope but to her lewre: Sir, I will make you knowe, that in hir absence You shall accompt to my demaund, your mistris And your mistris will is thus, and thus youle doe: But answere to the motion I haue made, Or you shall feele you haue another mistris now: Speake, why when I say?