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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.
    470That have sod their Infants in (and after eate them)
    The brine, they wept at killing 'em; Then if
    You stay to see of us such Spincsters, we
    Should hold you here for ever.
    Pir. Peace be to you
    475As I pursue this war, which shall be then
    Beyond further requiring. Exit Pir.
    Emil. How his longing
    Followes his Friend; since his depart, his sportes
    Though craving seriousnes, and skill, past slightly
    480His careles execution, where nor gaine
    Made him regard, or losse consider, but
    Playing ore busines in his hand, another
    Directing in his head, his minde, nurse equall
    To these so diffring Twyns; have you observ'd him,
    485Since our great Lord departed?
    Hip. With much labour:
    And I did love him fort, they two have Cabind
    In many as dangerous, as poore a Corner,
    Perill and want contending, they have skift
    490Torrents whose roring tyranny and power
    I'th least of these was dreadfull, and they have
    Fought out together, where Deaths-selfe was lodgd,
    Yet fate hath brought them off: Their knot of love
    Tide, weau'd, intangled, with so true, so long,
    495And with a finger of so deepe a cunning
    May be out worne, never undone. I thinke
    Theseus cannot be umpire to himselfe
    Cleaving his conscience into twaine, and doing
    Each side like Iustice, which he loves best.
    500Emil. Doubtlesse
    There is a best, and reason has no manners
    To say it is not you: I was acquainted
    Once with a time, when I enjoyd a Play-fellow;
    You were at wars, when she the grave enrichd,
    505Who made too proud the Bed, tooke leave o'th Moone
    (which then lookt pale at parting) when our count
    Was each a eleven.
    C3 Hip.