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Published on: 2014-10-24
Released on: 2014-10-24
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Example in this ebookActus Primus. Scæna Prima.Enter Lisauro, Terzo, Ismenia, and Aminta.Lis. LEt the Coach go round, we'll walk along these Meadows:And meet at Port again: Come my fair Sister,These cool shades will delight ye.Am. Pray be merry,The Birds sing as they meant to entertain ye,Every thing smiles abroad; methinks the River(As he steals by) curles up his head, to view ye:Every thing is in love.Ism. You would have it so.You that are fair, are easie of belief, Cosen,The theam slides from your tongue.Am. I fair I thank ye:Mine's but shadow when your Sun shines by me.Ism. No more of this, you know your worth (Aminta)Where are we nowAm. Hard by the Town (Ismena).Ter. Close by the Gates.Ism. 'Tis a fine Ayr.Lis. A delicate;The way so sweet and even, that the CoachWould be a tumbling trouble to our pleasures:Methinks I am very merry:Ism. I am sad:Am. You are ever so when we entreat ye (Cosen)Ism. I have no reason: such a trembling hereOver my heart methinks:Am. Sure you are fasting;Or not slept well to night; some dream (Ismena)Ism. My dreams are like my thoughts, honest and innocent,Yours are unhappy; who are these that coast us[Enter Antonio and Martin.You told me the walk was private.Ter. 'Tis most commonly:Ism. Two proper men: It seems they have some business,With me none sure; I do not like their faces;They are not of our Company:Ter. No Cosen:Lisauro, we are dog'd.Lis. I find it (Cosen)Ant. What handsome LadyMar. Yes, she's very handsome.They are handsome both.Ant. Martin, stay we are cosen'd.Mar. I will go up; a woman is no wild-fire.Ant. Now by my life she is sweet: Stay good Martin,They are of our enemies; the house of Bellides.Our mortal enemies:Mar. Let 'em be devils,They appear so handsomly, I will go forward;If these be enemies, I'll ne'r seek friends more.Ant. Prethee forbear, the Gentlewomen.Mar. That's it (man)That moves me like a Gin.'Pray ye stand off Ladies:Lis. They are both our enemies: both hate us equally;By this fair day our mortal foes.Ter. I know 'em,And come here to affront: how they gape at us!They shall have gaping work.Ism. Why your swords, GentlemenTer. Pray ye stand you off, Cosen,And good now leave your whistling: we are abus'd all:Back, back I say:Lis. Go back.Ant. We are no dogs Sir,To run back on command.Ter. We'll make ye run, Sir.Ant. Having a civil charge of handsome Ladies,We are your servants: pray ye no quarrel Gentlemen.There's way enough for both.Lis. We'll make it wider.Ant. If you will fight, arm'd from this Saint; have at ye.Ism. O me unhappy, are ye GentlemenDiscreet, and Civil, and in open view thusAm. What will men think of us; nay you may kill us;Mercy o'me; through my petticoat; what bloody Gentlemen!Ism. Make way through me, ye had best, and kill an innocent:Brother, why Cosen: by this light I'll dye too:This Gentleman is temperate: be you merciful:Alass, the Swords.Am. You had best run me through [the belly]'Twill be a valiant thrust.Ism. I faint amongst ye.Ant. Pray ye be not fearful: I have done (sweet Lady)My swords already aw'd, and shall obey ye:I come not here to violate sweet beauty,I bow to that.Ism. Brother, you see this Gentleman,This noble Gentleman.Lis. Let him avoid then,And leave our Walk.Ant. The Lady may command Sir,She bears an eye more dreadful than your weapon.Ism. What a sweet nature this man has! dear brother,Put up your sword.Ter. Let them put up and walk then:Ant. No more loud words: there's time enough before us:For shame put up, do honor to these beauties:Mar. Our way is this,We will not be denyed it.Ter. And ours is this, we will not be cross'd in it.Ant. What ere your way is (Lady) 'tis a fair one;And may it never meet with rude hands more,Nor rough uncivil Tongues.To be continue in this ebook........................
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