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  • Title: An Humorous Day's Mirth (Quarto 1, 1599)
  • Editor: Eleanor Lowe
  • Coordinating editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
  • General textual editor: Helen Ostovich
  • ISBN: 978-1-55058-513-1

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    Author: George Chapman
    Editor: Eleanor Lowe
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    An Humorous Day's Mirth (Quarto 1, 1599)

    dayes mirth.
    705Lem. Madam, in prouing you I find no proofe against
    your piercing glauncings, but swear I am shot thorow with
    your loue.
    Flo. I do beleeue you: who will sweare he loues, to get
    the thing he loues not? if he loue, what needs more perfite
    710triall?
    Lem. Most true rare ladie.
    Flo. Then are we fitly met, I loue you too.
    Lem. Exceeding excellent.
    Flo. Nay, I knowe you will applaude mee in this
    715course, but to let common circumstaunces passe, let vs be
    familiar.
    Lem. Deare life, you rauish my conceit with ioy.
    Lab. I long to see the signes that she will make.
    Flo. I told my husband I would make these signes: if I
    720resisted, first hold vp my finger, as if I said, yfaith sir you
    are gone, but it shall say, yfayth sir, we are one.
    Lab. Nowe shee triumphes, and pointes to heauen I
    warrant you.
    Flo. Then must I seeme as if I woulde heare no moret
    725and stoppe your vaine lips, go cruell lippes, you haue be-
    witcht me, go.
    Lab. Now she stops in his scorned wordes, and rates
    him for his paines.
    Flo. And when I thrust you thus against the breast, then
    730are you ouerthrowne both horse and foote.
    Lab. Now is he ouerthrowne both horse and foote.
    Flo. Away vaine man, haue I not answered you?
    Lem. Madam, I yeeld and sweare, I neuer saw so con-
    stant, nor so vertuous a ladie.
    735Lab. Now speake I pray, and speake but truly, haue
    you not got a wrong sow by the eare?
    Lem. My lord, my labor is not altogether lost, for now
    I find that which I neuer thought.
    Lab. A sirrah, is the edge of your steele wit rebated then
    740against her Adamant?
    Lem.