Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 470 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T11: sister, brother, love, friend, heart, father, mother, woman, lord, hear.
Dear Cellia; I show more mirth than I am mistress of, and would you yet were merrier: unless you could teach me to forget a banished father, you must not learn me how to remember any extraordinary pleasure. Herein I see thou lov'st me not with the full weight that I love thee; if my Uncle thy banished father had banished thy Uncle the Duke my Father, so thou hadst been still with me, I could have taught my love to take thy father for mine; so wouldst thou, if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously tempered, as mine is to thee. Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to rejoice in yours. You know my Father hath no child, but I, nor none is like to have; and truly when he dies, thou shalt be his heir; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce, I will render thee again in affection: by mine honour I will, and when I break that oath, let me turn monster: therefore my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry. From henceforth I will Coz, and device sports: let me see, what think you of falling in Love? Marry I prithee do, to make sport withal: but love no man in good earnest, nor no further in sport neither; then with safety of a pure blush, thou mayst in honour come off again. What shall be our sport then? Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally. I would we could do so: for her benefits are mightily misplaced, and the bountiful blind woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. 'Tis true, for those that she makes fair, she scarce makes honest, & those that she makes honest, she makes very ill favouredly. Nay now thou goest from Fortune's office to Natures: Fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the lineaments of Nature. No; when Nature hath made a fair creature, may she not by Fortune fall into the fire? though nature hath given us wit to flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument? Indeed there is fortune too hard for nature, when fortune makes natures natural, the cutter off of nature's wit. Peradventure this is not Fortunes work neither, but Natures, who perceiveth our natural wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sent this Natural for our whetstone. for always the dulness of the fool, is the whetstone of the wits. How now Wit, whether wander you? Mistress, you must come away to your father. Were you made the messenger? No by mine honour, but I was bid to come for you Where learned you that oath fool?
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Deere Cellia; I ſhow more mirth then I am miſtreſſe of, and would you yet were merrier: vnleſſe you could teach me to forget a baniſhed father, you muſt not learne mee how to remember any extraordinary pleaſure. Heerein I ſee thou lou'ſt mee not with the full waight that I loue thee; if my Vncle thy baniſhed father had baniſhed thy Vncle the Duke my Father, ſo thou hadſt beene ſtill with mee, I could haue taught my loue to take thy father for mine; ſo wouldſt thou, if the truth of thy loue to me were ſo righteouſly temper'd, as mine is to thee. Well, I will forget the condition of my eſtate, to reioyce in yours. You know my Father hath no childe, but I, nor none is like to haue; and truely when he dies, thou ſhalt be his heire; for what hee hath taken away from thy father perforce, I will render thee againe in affection: by mine honor I will, and when I breake that oath, let mee turne monſter: therefore my ſweet Roſe, my deare Roſe, be merry. From henceforth I will Coz, and deuiſe ſports: let me ſee, what thinke you of falling in Loue? Marry I prethee doe, to make ſport withall: but loue no man in good earneſt, nor no further in ſport neyther; then with ſafety of a pure bluſh, thou maiſt in honor come off againe. What ſhall be our ſport then? Let vs ſit and mocke the good houſwife Fortune from her wheele, that her gifts may henceforth bee beſtowed equally. I would wee could doe ſo: for her benefits are mightily miſplaced, and the bountifull blinde woman doth moſt miſtake in her gifts to women. 'Tis true, for thoſe that ſhe makes faire, ſhe ſcarce makes honeſt, & thoſe that ſhe makes honeſt, ſhe makes very ill fauouredly. Nay now thou goeſt from Fortunes office to Natures: Fortune reignes in gifts of the world, not in the lineaments of Nature. No; when Nature hath made a faire creature, may ſhe not by Fortune fall into the fire? though nature hath giuen vs wit to flout at Fortune, hath not Fortune ſent in this foole to cut off the argument? Indeed there is fortune too hard for nature, when fortune makes natures naturall, the cutter off of natures witte. Peraduenture this is not Fortunes work neither, but Natures, who perceiueth our naturall wits too dull to reaſon of ſuch goddeſſes, hath ſent this Naturall for our whetſtone▪ for alwaies the dulneſſe of the foole, is the whetſtone of the wits. How now Witte, whether wander you? Miſtreſſe, you muſt come away to your father. Were you made the meſſenger? No by mine honor, but I was bid to come for you Where learned you that oath foole?