Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1609 [c.1608-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T32 Rings and jewels as tokens · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T32: ring, ti, gave, finger, jewel, lady, lord, love, invisible, away.
If you can make't apparent That you have tasted her in Bed; my hand, And Ring is yours. If not, the foul opinion You had of her pure Honour; gains, or loses, Your Sword, or mine, or Masterless leave both To who shall find them. Sir, my Circumstances Being so near the Truth, as I will make them, Must first induce you to believe; whose strength I will confirm with oath, which I doubt not You'll give me leave to spare, when you shall find You need it not. Proceed. First, her Bedchamber (Where I confess I slept not, but profess Had that was well worth watching) it was hanged With Tapestry of Silk, and Silver, the Story Proud Cleopatra, when she met her Roman, And Sidnus swelled above the Banks, or for The press of Boats, or Pride. A piece of Work So bravely done, so rich, that it did strive In Workmanship, and Value, which I wondered Can be so rarely, and exactly wrought Since the true life on't was— This is true: And this you might have heard of here, by me, Or by some other. More particulars Must justify my knowledge. So they must, Or do your Honour injury. The Chimney Is South the Chamber, and Chimney-piece Chaste Diana, bathing: never saw I figures So likely to report themselves; the Cutter Was as another Nature dumb, outwent her, Motion, and Breath left out. This is a thing Which you might from Relation likewise reap, Being, as it is, much spoke of. The Roof o' th' Chamber, With golden Cherubins is fretted. Her Andirons (I had forgot them) were two winking Cupids Of Silver, each on one foot standing, nicely Depending on their Brands. This is her Honour: Let it be granted you have seen all this (and praise Be given to your remembrance) the description Of what is in her Chamber, nothing saves The wager you have laid. Then if you can Be pale, I beg but leave to air this jewel: See, And now 'tis up again: it must be married To that your Diamond, I'll keep them. Ioue— Once more let me behold it: Is it that Which I left with her? Sir (I thank her) that She stripped it from her Arm: I see her yet: Her pretty Action, did out-sell her gift, And yet enriched it too: she gave it me, And said, she prized it once. May be, she plucked it off To send it me. She writes so to you? doth she? O no, no, no, 'tis true. here, take this too, It is a Basilisk unto mine eye, Kills me to look on't: Let there be no Honour, Where there is Beauty: Truth, where semblance: Love, Where there's another man. The Vows of Women, Of no more bondage be, to where they are made, Then they are to their Virtues, which is nothing: O, above measure false.
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If you can mak't apparant That you haue taſted her in Bed; my hand, And Ring is yours. If not, the foule opinion You had of her pure Honour; gaines, or looſes, Your Sword, or mine, or Maſterleſſe leaue both To who ſhall finde them. Sir, my Circumſtances Being ſo nere the Truth, as I will make them, Muſt firſt induce you to beleeue; whoſe ſtrength I will confirme with oath, which I doubt not You'l giue me leaue to ſpare, when you ſhall finde You neede it not. Proceed. Firſt, her Bed-chamber (Where I confeſſe I ſlept not, but profeſſe Had that was well worth watching) it was hang'd With Tapiſtry of Silke, and Siluer, the Story Proud Cleopatra, when ſhe met her Roman, And Sidnus ſwell'd aboue the Bankes, or for The preſſe of Boates, or Pride. A peece of Worke So brauely done, ſo rich, that it did ſtriue In Workemanſhip, and Value, which I wonder'd Could be ſo rarely, and exactly wrought Since the true life on't was— This is true: And this you might haue heard of heere, by me, Or by ſome other. More particulars Muſt iuſtifie my knowledge. So they muſt, Or doe your Honour iniury. The Chimney Is South the Chamber, and Chimney-peece Chaſte Dian, bathing: neuer ſaw I figures So likely to report themſelues; the Cutter Was as another Nature dumbe, out-went her, Motion, and Breath left out. This is a thing Which you might from Relation likewiſe reape, Being, as it is, much ſpoke of. The Roofe o' th' Chamber, With golden Cherubins is fretted. Her Andirons (I had forgot them) were two winking Cupids Of Siluer, each on one foote ſtanding, nicely Depending on their Brands. This is her Honor: Let it be granted you haue ſeene all this (and praiſe Be giuen to your remembrance) the deſcription Of what is in her Chamber, nothing ſaues The wager you haue laid. Then if you can Be pale, I begge but leaue to ayre this Iewell: See, And now 'tis vp againe: it muſt be married To that your Diamond, Ile keepe them. Ioue— Once more let me behold it: Is it that Which I left with her? Sir (I thanke her) that She ſtript it from her Arme: I ſee her yet: Her pretty Action, did out-ſell her guift, And yet enrich'd it too: ſhe gaue it me, And ſaid, ſhe priz'd it once. May be, ſhe pluck'd it off To ſend it me. She writes ſo to you? doth ſhee? O no, no, no, 'tis true. Heere, take this too, It is a Baſiliske vnto mine eye, Killes me to looke on't: Let there be no Honor, Where there is Beauty: Truth, where ſemblance: Loue, Where there's another man. The Vowes of Women, Of no more bondage be, to where they are made, Then they are to their Vertues, which is nothing: O, aboue meaſure falſe.