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  • Title: Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)

    The Two Noble Kinsmen.
    Toward my Seat, and in that motion might
    Omit a ward, or forfeit an offence
    Which crav'd that very time: it is much better
    3075(Cornets. a great cry and noice within crying a Palamon.)
    I am not there, oh better never borne
    Then minister to such harme, what is the chance?
    Enter Servant.
    Ser. The Crie's a Palamon.
    3080Emil. Then he has won: Twas ever likely,
    He lookd all grace and successe, and he is
    Doubtlesse the prim'st of men: I pre' thee run
    And tell me how it goes.
    Showt, and Cornets: Crying a Palamon.
    3085Ser. Still Palamon.
    Emil. Run and enquire, poore Servant thou hast lost,
    Vpon my right side still I wore thy picture,
    Palamons on the leff, why so, I know not,
    I had no end in't; else chance would have it so.
    3090Another cry, and showt within, and Cornets.
    On the sinister side, the heart lyes; Palamon
    Had the best boding chance: This burst of clamour
    Is sure th' end o'th Combat. Enter Servant.
    Ser. They saide that Palamon had Arcites body
    3095Within an inch o'th Pyramid, that the cry
    Was generall a Palamon: But anon,
    Th' Assistants made a brave redemption, and
    The two bold Tytlers, at this instant are
    Hand to hand at it.
    3100Emil. Were they metamorphisd
    Both into one; oh why? there were no woman
    Worth so composd a Man: their single share,
    Their noblenes peculier to them, gives
    The prejudice of disparity values shortnes
    3105Cornets. Cry within, Arcite, Arcite.
    To any Lady breathing---More exulting?
    Palamon still?
    Ser. Nay, now the sound is Arcite.
    Emil. I pre' thee lay attention to the Cry.
    Cornets.
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