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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.
    2920He lispes in's neighing able to entice
    A Millars Mare,
    Hee'l be the death of her.
    Doctor. What stuffe she utters?
    Iaylor. Make curtsie, here your love comes.
    2925Wooer. Pretty soule
    How doe ye? that's a fine maide, ther's a curtsie.
    Daugh. Yours to command ith way of honestie;
    How far is't now to'th end o'th world my Masters?
    Doctor. Why a daies Iorney wench.
    2930Daugh. Will you goe with me?
    Wooer. What shall we doe there wench?
    Daugh. Why play at stoole ball,
    What is there else to doe?
    Wooer. I am content
    2935If we shall keepe our wedding there.
    Daugh. Tis true
    For there I will assure you, we shall finde
    Some blind Priest for the purpose, that will venture
    To marry us, for here they are nice, and foolish;
    2940Besides my father must be hang'd to morrow
    And that would be a blot i'th businesse
    Are not you Palamon?
    Wooer. Doe not you know me?
    Daugh. Yes, but you care not for me; I have nothing
    2945But this pore petticoate, and too corse Smockes.
    Wooer. That's all one, I will have you.
    Daugh. Will you surely?
    Wooer. Yes by this faire hand will I.
    Daugh. Wee'l to bed then.
    2950Wooer. Ev'n when you will.
    Daugh. O Sir, you would faine be nibling.
    Wooer. Why doe you rub my kisse off?
    Daugh. Tis a sweet one,
    And will perfume me finely against the wedding.
    2955Is not this your Cosen Arcite?
    Doctor. Yes sweetheart,
    And I am glad my Cosen Palamon