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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.
    1215And firie minde, illustrate a brave Father.
    Per. Marke how his vertue, like a hidden Sun
    Breakes through his baser garments.
    Hyp. Hee's well got sure.
    Thes. What made you seeke this place Sir?
    1220Arc. Noble Theseus.
    To purchase name, and doe my ablest service
    To such a well-found wonder, as thy worth,
    Fo onely in thy Court, of all the world
    dwells faire-eyd honor.
    1225Per. All his words are worthy.
    Thes. Sir, we are much endebted to your travell,
    Nor shall you loose your wish: Perithous
    Dispose of this faire Gentleman.
    Perith. Thankes Theseus.
    1230What ere you are y'ar mine, and I shall give you
    To a most noble service, to this Lady,
    This bright yong Virgin; pray observe her goodnesse;
    You have honourd hir faire birth-day, with your vertues,
    And as your due y'ar hirs: kisse her faire hand Sir.
    1235Arc. Sir, y'ar a noble Giver: dearest Bewtie,
    Thus let me seale my vowd faith: when your Servant
    (Your most unworthie Creature) but offends you,
    Command him die, he shall.
    Emil. That were too cruell.
    1240If you deserve well Sir; I shall soone see't:
    Y'ar mine, aud somewhat better than your rancke Ile use(you.
    Per. Ile see you furnish'd, and because you say
    You are a horseman, I must needs intreat you
    This after noone to ride, but tis a rough one.
    1245Arc. I like him better (Prince) I shall not then
    Freeze in my Saddle.
    Thes. Sweet, you must be readie,
    And you Emilia, and you (Friend) and all
    To morrow by the Sun, to doe observance
    1250To flowry May, in Dians wood: waite well Sir
    Vpon your Mistris: Emely, I hope
    He shall not goe a foote.
    F Emil.
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