Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1590-1593] (Annals) comedy · Pembroke's Men (?) unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 471 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T27: uncle, niece, nephew, gentlemen, faith, cousin, wife, house, gentleman, money.
Which of you two did dine with me to day? I, gentle Mistress. And are not you my husband? No, I say nay to that. And so do I, yet did she call me so: And this fair Gentlewoman her sister here Did call me brother. What I told you then, I hope I shall have leisure to make good, If this be not a dream I see and hear. That is the Chain sir, which you had of me. I think it be sir, I deny it not. And you sir for this Chain arrested me. I think I did sir, I deny it not. I sent you money sir to be your bail By Dromio, but I think he brought it not. No, none by me. This purse of Ducats I received from you, And Dromio my man did bring them me: I see we still did meet each others man, And I was ta'en for him, and he for me, And thereupon these errors are arose. These Ducats pawn I for my father here. It shall not need, thy father hath his life. Sir I must have that Diamond from you. There take it, and much thanks for my good cheer. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the pains To go with us into the Abbey here, And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes, And all that are assembled in this place: That by this simpathized one day's error Have suffered wrong. Go, keep us company, And we shall make full satisfaction. Thirty three years have I but gone in travail Of you my sons, and till this present hour My heavy burden are delivered: The Duke my husband, and my children both, And you the Calendars of their Nativity, Go to a Gossip's feast, and go with me, After so long grief such Nativity. With all my heart, I'll Gossip at this feast. Mast. shall I fetch your stuff from shipbord? Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embarked Your goods that lay at host sir in the Centaur. He speaks to me, I am your master Dromio. Come go with us, we'll look to that anon, Embrace thy brother there, rejoice with him. There is a fat friend at your master's house, That kitchined me for you to day at dinner: She now shall be my sister, not my wife. Me thinks you are my glass, & not my brother: I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth, Will you walk in to see their gossiping? Not I sir, you are my elder. That's a question, how shall we try it. we'll draw Cuts for the Signior, till then, lead thou first. Nay then thus: We came into the world like brother and brother: And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
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Which of you two did dine with me to day? I, gentle Miſtris. And are not you my husband? No, I ſay nay to that. And ſo do I, yet did ſhe call me ſo: And this faire Gentlewoman her ſiſter heere Did call me brother. What I told you then, I hope I ſhall haue leiſure to make good, If this be not a dreame I ſee and heare. That is the Chaine ſir, which you had of mee. I thinke it be ſir, I denie it not. And you ſir for this Chaine arreſted me. I thinke I did ſir, I deny it not. I ſent you monie ſir to be your baile By Dromio, but I thinke he brought it not. No, none by me. This purſe of Duckets I receiu'd from you, And Dromio my man did bring them me: I ſee we ſtill did meete each others man, And I was tane for him, and he for me, And thereupon theſe errors are aroſe. Theſe Duckets pawne I for my father heere. It ſhall not neede, thy father hath his life. Sir I muſt haue that Diamond from you. There take it, and much thanks for my good cheere. Renowned Duke, vouchſafe to take the paines To go with vs into the Abbey heere, And heare at large diſcourſed all our fortunes, And all that are aſſembled in this place: That by this ſimpathized one daies error Haue ſuffer'd wrong. Goe, keepe vs companie, And we ſhall make full ſatisfaction. Thirtie three yeares haue I but gone in trauaile Of you my ſonnes, and till this preſent houre My heauie burthen are deliuered: The Duke my husband, and my children both, And you the Kalenders of their Natiuity, Go to a Goſſips feaſt, and go with mee, After ſo long greefe ſuch Natiuitie. With all my heart, Ile Goſſip at this feaſt. Maſt▪ ſhall I fetch your ſtuffe from ſhipbord? Dromio, what ſtuffe of mine haſt thou imbarkt Your goods that lay at hoſt ſir in the Centaur. He ſpeakes to me, I am your maſter Dromio. Come go with vs, wee'l looke to that anon, Embrace thy brother there, reioyce with him. There is a fat friend at your maſters houſe, That kitchin'd me for you to day at dinner: She now ſhall be my ſiſter, not my wife. Me thinks you are my glaſſe, & not my brother: I ſee by you, I am a ſweet-fac'd youth, Will you walke in to ſee their goſſipping? Not I ſir, you are my elder. That's a queſtion, how ſhall we trie it. Wee'l draw Cuts for the Signior, till then, lead thou firſt. Nay then thus: We came into the world like brother and brother: And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.