Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1599 [1598-1599] (Annals) comedy · Lord Chamberlain's (Hunsdon's) Men T4 Love-longing and the lover's complaint typicality 0.75 · 466 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T4: love, heart, sweet, loves, fair, phillis, eyes, beauty, amyntas, lovers.
Virtue is no horne-maker: and my Rosalind is virtuous. And I am your Rosalind. It pleases him to call you so: but he hath a Rosalind of a better leer than you. Come, woo me, woo me: for now I am in a holiday humour, and like enough to consent: What would you say to me now, and I were your very, very Rosalind? I would kiss before I spoke. Nay, you were better speak first, and when you were gravelled, for lack of matter, you might take occasion to kiss: very good Orators when they are out, they will spit, and for lovers, lacking (God warn us) matter, the cleanliest shift is to kiss. How if the kiss be denied? Then she puts you to entreaty, and there begins new matter. Who could be out, being before his beloved Mistress? Marry that should you if I were your Mistress, or I should think my honesty ranker than my wit. What, of my suit? Not out of your apparel, and yet out of your suit: Am not I your Rosalind? I take some joy to say you are, because I would be talking of her. Well, in her person, I say I will not have you. Then in mine own person, I die. No faith, die by Attorney: the poor world is almost six thousand years old, and in all this time there was not any man died in his own person (videlicet) in a love cause: Trotlous had his brains dashed out with a Grecian club, yet he did what he could to die before, and he is one of the patterns of love. Leander, he would have lived many a fair year though Hero had turned Nun; if it had not been for a hot Midsomer-night, for (good youth) he went but forth to wash him in the Hellespont, and being taken with the cramp, was drowned, and the foolish Chronoclers of that age, found it was Hero of Cestos. But these are all lies, men have died from time to time, and worms have eaten them, but not for love. I would not have my right Rosalind of this mind, for I protest her frown might kill me. By this hand, it will not kill a fly: but come, now I will be your Rosalind in a more comming-on disposition: and ask me what you will, I will grant it. Then love me Rosalind. Yes faith will I, fridaies and saterdaies, and all. And wilt thou have me? I, and twenty such. What sayest thou? Are you not good? I hope so. Why then, can one desire too much of a good thing: Come sister, you shall be the Priest, and marry us: give me your hand Orlando: What do you say sister?
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Vertue is no horne-maker: and my Roſalind is vertuous. And I am your Roſalind. It pleaſes him to call you ſo: but he hath a Roſalind of a better leere then you. Come, wooe me, wooe mee: for now I am in a holy-day humor, and like enough to conſent: What would you ſay to me now, and I were your verie, verie Roſalind? I would kiſſe before I ſpoke. Nay, you were better ſpeake firſt, and when you were grauel'd, for lacke of matter, you might take occaſion to kiſſe: verie good Orators when they are out, they will ſpit, and for louers, lacking (God warne vs) matter, the cleanlieſt ſhift is to kiſſe. How if the kiſſe be denide? Then ſhe puts you to entreatie, and there begins new matter. Who could be out, being before his beloued Miſtris? Marrie that ſhould you if I were your Miſtris, or I ſhould thinke my honeſtie ranker then my wit. What, of my ſuite? Not out of your apparrell, and yet out of your ſuite: Am not I your Roſalind? I take ſome ioy to ſay you are, becauſe I would be talking of her. Well, in her perſon, I ſay I will not haue you. Then in mine owne perſon, I die. No faith, die by Attorney: the poore world is almoſt ſix thouſand yeeres old, and in all this time there was not anie man died in his owne perſon (videlicet) in a loue cauſe: Trotlous had his braines daſh'd out with a Grecian club, yet he did what hee could to die before, and he is one of the patternes of loue. Leander, he would haue liu'd manie a faire yeere though Hero had turn'd Nun; if it had not bin for a hot Midſomer-night, for (good youth) he went but forth to waſh him in the Helleſpont, and being taken with the crampe, was droun'd, and the fooliſh Chronoclers of that age, found it was Hero of Ceſtos. But theſe are all lies, men haue died from time to time, and wormes haue eaten them, but not for loue. I would not haue my right Roſalind of this mind, for I proteſt her frowne might kill me. By this hand, it will not kill a flie: but come, now I will be your Roſalind in a more comming-on diſpoſition: and aske me what you will, I will grant it. Then loue me Roſalind. Yes faith will I, fridaies and ſaterdaies, and all. And wilt thou haue me? I, and twentie ſuch. What ſaieſt thou? Are you not good? I hope ſo. Why then, can one deſire too much of a good thing: Come ſiſter, you ſhall be the Prieſt, and marrie vs: giue me your hand Orlando: What doe you ſay ſiſter?