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  • Title: Fair Em (Quarto 1, 1593)
  • Editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
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    Author: Anonymous
    Editor: Brett Greatley-Hirsch
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    Fair Em (Quarto 1, 1593)

    of Manchester.

    Enter the Millier and Valingford.
    Miller. Alas gentleman, why should you trouble your selfe so much
    Considering the imperfections of my daughter
    Which is able to with-drawe the loue of any man from her,
    1150As alreadie it hath done in her first choyce.
    Maister Manuile hath forsaken her,
    And at Chester shalbe maried to a mans daughter of no little wealth.
    But if my daughter knew so much:
    It would goe verie neere her heart I feare me.
    1155Ualing. Father miller: such is the entyre affection to your daughter,
    As no misfortune whatsoeuer can alter.
    My fellow Mountney thou seeste gaue quicly ouer,
    But I by reason of my good meaning
    Am not so soone to be changed
    1160Although I am borne off with scornes and deniall.
    Enter Em to them.
    Miller. Trust me sir I know not what to saie,
    My daughter is not to be compelled by me,
    But here she comes herself: speake to her and spare not:
    1165For I neuer was troubled with loue matters so much before.
    Em. Good Lord shall I neuer be rid of this importunate man?
    Now must I dissemble blyndnes againe,
    Once more for thy sake Manuile thus am I inforced,
    Because I shall complete my full resolued mynde to thee.
    1170Father where are you?
    Miller. Here sweete Em, answer this gentleman
    That would so fayne enioye thy loue.
    Em. Where are you sir? wil you neuer leaue
    This idle and vaine pursuite of loue?
    1175Is not England stord enought to content you?
    But you must still trouble the poore
    Contemptible mayd of Manchester.
    Valing. None can content me but the fayre maide of Manchester.
    Em. I perceiue loue is vainly described,
    1180That being blynd himselfe,
    Would
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