Shakespeare, William / Wilkins, George · published 1609 · first performed or written 1608 [1606-1608] (Annals) romance · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 497 words
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Mary sir, halfe a days journey: And I'll tell you, He hath a fair Daughter, and to morrow is her birthday, And there are Princes and Knights come from all parts of the World to Just and Turney for her love. Were my fortunes equal to my desires, I could wish to make one there. O sir, things must be as they may: and what a man can not get, he may lawfully deal for his wives soul. Help Master help; here's a Fish hangs in the Net, Like a poor man's right in the law: 'twill hardly come out. Ha bots on't, 'tis come at last; & 'tis turned to a rusty Armour. An Armour friends; I pray you let me see it? Thanks Fortune, yet that after all crosses, Thou givest me somewhat to repair myself: And though it was mine own part of my heritage, Which my dead Father did bequeath to me, With this strict charge even as he left his life, Keep it my Per●cl●s', it hath been a Shield Twixt me and death, and pointed to this brays, For that it saved me, keep it in like necessity: The which the Gods protect thee, Fame may defend thee: It kept where I kept, I so dearly loved it, Till the rough Seas, that spares not any man, took it in rage, though calmed, have given 't again: I thank thee for't, my shipwreck now's no ill, Since I have here my Father gave in his Will. What mean you sir? To beg of you (kind friends) this Coat of worth, For it was sometime Target to a King; I know it by this mark: he loved me dearly, And for his sake, I wish the having of it; And that you'd guide me to your Sovereign's Court, Where with it, I may appear a Gentleman: And if that ever my low fortune's better, I'll pay your bounties; till then, rest your debtor. Why wilt thou tourney for the Lady? I'll show the virtue I have borne in Arms. Why do take it: and the Gods give thee good an't. I but hark you my friend, 'twas we that made up this Garment through the rough seams of the Waters: there are certain Condolements, certain Veils: I hope sir, if you thrive, you'll remember from whence you had them. believe't, I will: By your furtherance I am clothed in Steel, And spite of all the rupture of the Sea, This jewel holds his building on my arm: Unto thy value I will mount myself Upon a Courser, whose delight steps, Shall make the gazer joy to see him tread; Only (my friend) I yet am unprovided of a pair of Bases. we'll sure provide, thou shalt have My best Gown to make thee a pair; And I'll bring thee to the Court myself. Then Honour be but a Goal to my Will, This day I'll rise, or else add ill to ill.
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Mary sir, halfe a dayes iourney: And Ile tell you, He hath a faire Daughter, and to morrow is her birth-day, And there are Princes and Knights come from all partes of the World to Iust and Turney for her loue. Were my fortunes equall to my desires, I could wish to make one there. O sir, things must be as they may: and what a man can not get, he may lawfully dale for his Wiues soule. Helpe Maister helpe; heere's a Fish hanges in the Net, Like a poore mans right in the law: t'will hardly come out. Ha bots on't, tis come at last; & tis turnd to a rusty Armour. An Armour friends; I pray you let me see it? Thankes Fortune, yeat that after all crosses, Thou giuest me somewhat to repaire my selfe: And though it was mine owne part of my heritage, Which my dead Father did bequeath to me, With this strict charge euen as he left his life, Keepe it my Percls, it hath been a Shield Twixt me and death, and poynted to this brayse, For that it saued me, keepe it in like necessitie: The which the Gods protect thee, Fame may defend thee: It kept where I kept, I so dearely lou'd it, Till the rough Seas, that spares not any man, Tooke it in rage, though calm'd, haue giuen 't againe: I thanke thee for't, my shipwracke now's no ill, Since I haue heere my Father gaue in his Will. What meane you sir? To begge of you (kind friends) this Coate of worth, For it was sometime Target to a King; I know it by this marke: he loued me dearely, And for his sake, I wish the hauing of it; And that you'd guide me to your Soueraignes Court, Where with it, I may appeare a Gentleman: And if that euer my low fortune's better, Ile pay your bounties; till then, rest your debter. Why wilt thou turney for the Lady? Ile shew the vertue I haue borne in Armes. Why di'e take it: and the Gods giue thee good an't. I but harke you my friend, t'was wee that made vp this Garment through the rough seames of the Waters: there are certaine Condolements, certaine Vailes: I hope sir, if you thriue, you'le remember from whence you had them. eleeue't, I will: By your furtherance I am cloth'd in Steele, And spight of all the rupture of the Sea, This Iewell holdes his buylding on my arme: Vnto thy value I will mount my selfe Vpon a Courser, whose delight steps, Shall make the gazer ioy to see him tread; Onely (my friend) I yet am vnprouided of a paire of Bases. Wee'le sure prouide, thou shalt haue▪ My best Gowne to make thee a paire; And Ile bring thee to the Court my selfe. Then Honour be but a Goale to my Will, This day Ile rise, or else adde ill to ill.