Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)
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The Two Noble Kinsmen.
¶By warranting Moone-light corslet thee, oh when
¶Vpon thy tastefull lips, what wilt thou thinke
250Of rotten Kings or blubberd Queenes, what care
¶To make Mars spurne his Drom. O if thou couch
¶But one night with her, every howre in't will
¶Take hostage of thee for a hundred, and
255Thou shalt remember nothing more, then what
¶That Banket bids thee too.
¶Hip. Though much unlike
260Did I not by th'abstayning of my joy
¶Which breeds a deeper longing, cure their surfeit
¶All Ladies scandall on me. Therefore Sir
¶As I shall here make tryall of my prayres,
¶Or sentencing for ay their vigour dombe,
¶Prorogue this busines, we are going about, and hang
¶Your Sheild afore your Heart, about that necke
¶Which is my ffee, and which I freely lend
¶All Queens. Oh helpe now
¶Our Cause cries for your knee.
¶Emil. If you grant not
¶My Sister her petition in that force,
275With that Celerity, and nature which
¶Shee makes it in: from henceforth ile not dare
¶Ever to take a Husband.
280I am entreating of my selfe to doe
¶That which you kneele to have me; Pyrithous
¶Leade on the Bride; get you and pray the Gods
¶In the pretended Celebration: Queenes
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