Shakespeare, William · published 1609 · first performed or written 1602 [1602-1603] (Annals) tragedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men · Globe unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 491 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
'tis he, I ken the manner of his gate, He rises on the too: that spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth. Is this the Lady Cressida? Even she. Most dearly welcome to the Greekes sweet Lady. Our general doth salute you with a kiss. Yet is the kindness but particular, 'twere better she were kissed in general. And very courtly counsel. I'll begin: so much for Nestor. I'll take that winter from your lips fair Lady, Achilles bids you welcome. I had good argument for kissing once. But that's no argument for kissing now, For thus popped Paris in his hardiment, And parted thus, you and your argument. Oh deadly gall and theme of all our scomes, For which we loose our heads to guild his homes. The first was ward kisse this mine, Patrolus kisses you. Oh this is trim. Paris and I kiss evermore for him. I'll have my kiss sir? Lady by your leave. In kissing do you render or receive. Both take and give. I'll make my match to live, The kiss you take is better than you give: therefore no kiss. I'll give you boot, i'll give you three for one. You are an odd man give even or give none. An odd man Lady, every man is odd. No Paris is not, for you know 'tis true, That you are odd and he is even with you. You fillip me a'th' head. No i'll be sworne. It were no match, your nail against his horn, May I sweet Lady beg a kiss of you. You may. I do desire it. Why beg then. Why then for Venus' sake give me a kiss, When Helen is a maid again and his— I am your debtor, claim it when 'tis due. Nevers my day, and then a kiss of you. Lady a word, i'll bring you to your father. A woman of quick sense. Fie, fie upon her, Ther's's language in her eye, her cheek her lip, Nay her foot speaks, her wanton spirits look out At every joint and motive of her body, Oh these encounterers so glib of tongue, That give a coasting welcome eroit comes, And wide unclasp the tables of their thoughts, To every ticklish reader, set them down, For sluttish spoils of opportunity: And daughters of the game. The Trojans trumpet. Yonder comes the troop. Hail all the state of Greece: what shallbe done, To him that victory commands, or do you purpose, A victor shallbe known, will you the knights Shall to the edge of all extremity Pursue each other, or shall they be divided, By any voice or order of the field, Hector bade ask? Which way would Hector have it? He cares not, he'll obey conditions. 'tis done like Hector, but securely done, A little proudly, and great deal misprising: The knight opposed. If not Achilles' sir, what is your name? If not Achilles nothing:
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Tis he, I ken the manner of his gae, He rises on the too: that spirit of his In aspiration lifts him from the earth. Is this the Lady Cressid? Euen she. Most deerely welcome to the Greekes sweete Lady. Our generall doth salute you with a kisse. Yet is the kindnesse but perticular, twere better shee were kis in general. And very courtly counsell. Ile beginne: so much for Nestor. Ile take that winter from your lips faire Lady, Achilles bids you welcome. I had good argument for kissing once. But thats no argument for kissing now, For thus pop't Pais in his hardiment, And parted thus, you and your argument. Oh deadly gll and theame of all our scomes, For which we loose our heads to guild his homes. The first was ward kisse this mine, Patrolus kisses you. Oh this is trim. Paris and I kisse euermore for him. Ile haue my kisse sir? Lady by your leaue. In kissing do you render or receie. Both take and giue. Ile make my match to liue, The kisse you take is better then you giue: therefore no kisse. Ile giue you boote, ile giue you three for one. You are an od man giue euen or giue none. An odde man Lady, euery man is odde. No Paris is nor, for you know tis true, That you are odde and he is euen with you. You fillip me a'th head. No ile besworne. It were no match, your naile against his horne, May I swee Lady begge a kisse of you. You may. I do desire it. Why begge then. Why then for Venus sake giue me a kisse▪ When Hellen is a maide againe and his— I am your debtor, claime it when tis due. Neuers my day, and then a kisse of you. Lady a word, ile bring you to your father. A woman of quick sence. Fie, fie vpon her, Thers language in her eye, her cheeke her lip, Nay her foote speakes, her wanton spirits looke out At euery ioynt and motiue of her body, Oh these encounrerers so glib of tongue, That giue a coasting welcome eroit comes, And wide vnclapse the tables of their thoughts, To euery ticklish reader, set them downe, For sluttis spoiles of oprtunity: And daughters of the game. The Troyans trumpet. Yonder comes the troup. Haile all the state of Greece: what shalbe done, To him that victory commands, or doe you purpose, A victor shalbe knowne, will you the knights Shall to the edge of all extremity Pursue each other, or shall they be diuided, By any voice or order of the field, Hector bad aske? Which way would Hector haue it? He cares not, heele obay conditions. Tis done like Hector, but securely done, A little proudly, and great deale misprising: The knight oppos'd. If not Achilles sir, what is your name? If not Achiles nothing: