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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.
    1. K. Leade couragiour Cosin.
    32251. 2. K. Wee'l follow cheerefully.
    A great noise within crying, run, save hold:
    Enter in hast a Messenger.
    Mess. Hold, Hold, O hold, hold, hold.
    Enter Pirithous in haste.
    3230Pir. Hold hoa: It is a cursed hast you made
    If you have done so quickly: noble Palamon,
    The gods will shew their glory in a life.
    That thou art yet to leade.
    Pal. Can that be,
    3235When Venus I have said is false? How doe things fare?
    Pir. Arise great Sir, and give the tydings eare
    That are most early sweet, and bitter.
    Pal. What
    Hath wakt us from our dreame?
    3240Pir. List then: your Cosen
    Mounted upon a Steed that Emily
    Did first bestow on him, a blacke one, owing
    Not a hayre worth of white, which some will say
    Weakens his price, and many will not buy
    3245His goodnesse with this note: Which superstition
    Heere findes allowance: On this horse is Arcite
    Trotting the stones of Athens, which the Calkins
    Did rather tell, then trample; for the horse
    Would make his length a mile, if't pleas'd his Rider
    3250To put pride in him: as he thus went counting
    The flinty pavement, dancing as t'wer to'th Musicke
    His owne hoofes made; (for as they say from iron
    Came Musickes origen) what envious Flint,
    Cold as old Saturne, and like him possest
    3255With fire malevolent, darted a Sparke
    Or what feirce sulphur else, to this end made,
    I comment not; the hot horse, hot as fire
    Tooke Toy at this, and fell to what disorder
    His power could give his will, bounds, comes on end,
    3260Forgets schoole dooing, being therein traind,
    And of kind mannadge, pig-like he whines