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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)

    Scaena 6. Enter Iaylors Daughter alone.
    Daughter. Let all the Dukes, and all the divells rore,
    1270He is at liberty: I have venturd for him,
    And out I have brought him to a little wood
    A mile hence, I have sent him, where a Cedar
    Higher than all the rest, spreads like a plane
    Fast by a Brooke, and there he shall keepe close,
    1275Till I provide him Fyles, and foode, for yet
    His yron bracelets are not off. O Love
    What a stout hearted child thou art! My Father
    Durst better have indur'd cold yron, than done it:
    I love him, beyond love, and beyond reason,
    1280Or wit, or safetie: I have made him know it
    I care not, I am desperate, If the law
    Finde me, and then condemne me for't; some wenches,
    Some honest harted Maides, will sing my Dirge.
    And tell to memory, my death was noble,
    1285Dying almost a Martyr: That way he takes,
    I purpose is my way too: Sure he cannot
    Be so unmanly, as to leave me here,
    If he doe, Maides will not so easily
    Trust men againe: And yet he has not thank'd me
    1290For what I have done: no not so much as kist me,
    And
    The Two Noble Kinsmen.
    And that (me thinkes) is not so well; nor scarcely
    Could I perswade him to become a Freeman,
    He made such scruples of the wrong he did
    To me, and to my Father. Yet I hope
    1295When he considers more, this love of mine
    Will take more root within him: Let him doe
    What he will with me, so he use me kindly,
    For use me so he shall, or ile proclaime him
    And to his face, no-man: Ile presently
    1300Provide him necessaries, and packe my cloathes up.
    And where there is a path of ground Ile venture
    So hee be with me; By him, like a shadow
    Ile ever dwell; within this houre the whoobub
    Will be all ore the prison: I am then
    1305Kissing the man they looke for: farewell Father,
    Get many more such prisoners, and such daughters,
    And shortly you may keepe your selfe. Now to him.
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