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  • Title: Fair Em (Quarto 2, 1631)
  • Editors: Brett Greatley-Hirsch, Kevin A. Quarmby
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    Author: Anonymous
    Editors: Brett Greatley-Hirsch, Kevin A. Quarmby
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    Fair Em (Quarto 2, 1631)

    of Manchester.
    Where I may not be disturbed,
    Sith God hath visited me both of my sight and hearing.
    Miller. Tell me sweet Em how came this blindnes.
    Thy eyes are louely to looke on,
    935And yet haue they lost the benefit of their sight.
    What a griefe is this to thy poore father?
    Em. Good father let me not stand as an open gazing stock to (euerie one,
    But in a place alone as fits a creature so miserable.
    Miller. Trotter lead her in, the vtter ouerthrow
    940Of poore Goddards ioy and onely solace.
    Exit the Miller, Trotter and Em.
    Manuile. Both blinde and deafe, then is she no wife for me;
    And glad am I so good occasion is hapned:
    Now will I away to Manchester,
    945And leaue these gentlemen to their blinde fortune.Exit Manuile
    Mountney. Since fortune hath thus spitefully crost our hope,
    Let vs leaue this guest and harken after our King,
    Who is at this day landed at Lirpoole.Exit Mountney.
    Valingford. Goe my Lord, Ile follow you.
    950Well, now Mountney is gone
    Ile staie behind to solicit my loue,
    For I imagine that I shall find this but a fained inuention
    Thereby to haue vs leaue off our suits.
    Enter Marques Lubeck, and the King of Denmark
    955Angerly with some attendants.
    Zweno. K. Well Lubeck well, it is not possible
    But you must be consenting to this act;
    Is this the man so highly you extold?
    And play a part so hatefull with his friend?
    960Since first he came with thee into the court
    What entertainement and what countenance
    He hath receiued, none better knowes than thou.
    In recompence whereof, he quites me well,
    To steale away faire Mariana my prisoner,
    965Whose ransome being lately greed vpon,
    I am deluded of by this escape.
    Besides
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