Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Master Golding. Well, do you hear sir? if you will be pleased To wed my daughter Phillis, you shall have her. To wed your daughter, why she loves me not. All's one for that, she will be ruled by me: Disdain her not because I proffer her, I tell you sir, Merchants of great account Have sought her love, and Gentlemen of worth, Have humbly sued to me in that behalf: To say the truth, I promised her to one, But I am crossed and thwarted by my husband, Who means to marry her unto another: Now sir, to cry but quittance for his guile, I offer her to you; if you accept her, I'll make her dowry richer by a pair Of hundred pounds than else it should have been. Why this is excellent, past all compare, Sued to to have her, gentle mistress Flower, Let me consider of it. Nay, nay, defer no time if you will have her, I'll search my coffers for another hundred. Say I should yield, your husband will withstand it. I'll have it closely done without his knowledge; Is it a match? Well, well, I am content. Why then old Flower, i'll cross your close intent. It shall be so; and 'tis a good conceit, It shall be so if but to cross my wife, Hark master Golding, the conceit doth like me. You love my daughter, so methought you said; You said moreover, that she loves you well, This love on both sides is a good conceit. But are you sure sir, that my daughter loves you? For proof thereof show her this ring. A ring of hers! 'tis well. ay but conceit me, If I had wood her in my proper shape, I do believe she never would have liked me, Therefore since I shall have her, give me leave To come and court her in my borrowed shape. With all my heart, and 'tis a good conceit, And here's my hand, son Golding, thou shalt have her. Then father Flower, I rest upon your promise, I'll leave you for a while, till I put on My counterfeited shape, and then return. Welcome good son, 'tis well, by this conceit My wife will be prevented of her will: I would not for the half of all my wealth, My cross-word wife had compassed her intent: Now wife. Now Husband. You still maintain the suit for Anthony, You'll have your will, and I must break my word. jest on old Flower, be cross, and do thy worst, Work the best means thou canst, yet whiles I live I swear she never shall wed Ferdinand. What shall she not? No that she shall not. I say, she shall. I'faith she shall not. No! No. Well wife, I am vexed, and by God's precious. O sir, be patient gentle mistress Flower, Cross not your husband, let him have his will. His will! Hearst thou wife, be quiet, thou knowest my humour. Thus to be crossed, it is no good conceit.
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Maister Golding. Well, do you heare sir? if you will be pleasde To wed my daughter Phillis, you shall haue her. To wed your daughter, why she loues me not. Alls one for that, she will be rulde by me: Disdaine her not because I proffer her, I tell you sir, Merchants of great account Haue sought her loue, and Gentlemen of worth, Haue humbly sude to me in that behalfe: To say the trueth, I promisde her to one, But I am crossd and thwarted by my husband, Who meanes to marry hir vnto another: Now sir, to cry but quittance for his guile, I offer her to you; if you accept her, Ile make her dowrie richer by a paire Of hundred pounds than else it should haue beene. Why this is excellent, past all compare, Sude to to haue her, gentle mistris Flower, Let me consider of it. Nay, nay, deferre no time if you wil haue her, Ile search my coffers for another hundred. Say I should yeeld, your husband will withstand it. Ile haue it closely done without his knowlege; Is it a match? Well, well, I am content. Why then old Flower, ile crosse your close intent. It shall be so; and tis a good conceit, It shall be so if but to crosse my wife, Hearke maister Golding, the conceit doth like me. You loue my daughter, so me thought you said; You said moreouer, that she loues you well, This loue on both sides is a good conceit. But are you sure sir, that my daughter loues you? For proofe thereof shew her this ring. A ring of hers! tis well. I but conceit mee, If I had wood her in my proper shape, I do beleeue she neuer would haue likde me, Therefore since I shall haue her, giue me leaue To come and court hir in my borrowed shape. With all my heart, and tis a good conceit, And heeres my hand, sonne Golding, thou shalt haue her. Then father Flower, I rest vpon your promise, Ile leaue you for a while, till I put on My counterfeited shape, and then returne. Welcome good sonne, tis wel, by this conceit My wife will be preuented of her will: I would not for the halfe of all my wealth, My crosse-word wife had compassd her intent: Now wife. Now Husband. You still maintaine the sute for Anthony, Youle haue your will, and I must breake my worde. Ieast on old Flower, be crosse, and do thy worst, Worke the best meanes thou canst, yet whiles I liue I sweare she neuer shall wed Ferdinand. What shall she not? No that she shall not. I say, she shall. Yfaith she shall not. No! No. Well wife, I am vext, and by Gods pretious. O sir, be patient gentle mistris Flower, Crosse not your husband, let him haue his will. His will! Hearst thou wife, be quiet, thou knowest my humor. Thus to be crossde, it is no good conceit.