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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.
    His owne father procures it,
    And therefore I dare credit it,
    And do thou beleeue it,
    1220For trust mee daughter it is so.
    Em. Then good father pardon the iniurie,
    That I haue don to you onely causing your griefe,
    By ouer-fond affecting a man so trothlesse.
    And you likewise sir, I pray holde me excused,
    1225As I hope this cause will allow sufficiently for mee:
    My loue to Manuile, thinking he would requite it,
    Hath made me double with my father and you,
    And many more besides,
    Which I will no longer hyde from you.
    1230That inticing speeches should not beguile mee,
    I haue made my selfe deafe to any but to him.
    And lest any mans person should please mee more than his,
    I haue dissembled the want of my sight:
    Both which shaddowes of my irreuocable affections,
    1235I haue not sparde to confirme before him,
    My father, and all other amorous soliciters:
    Wherewith not made acquainted, I perceiue
    My true intent hath wrought mine owne sorrow.
    And seeking by loue to be regarded,
    1240Am cut of with contempt, and dispised.
    Miller. Tell me sweet Em hast thou but fained all this while for (his loue,
    That hath so descourteously for saken thee.
    Em. Credit me father I haue told you the troth,
    Wherewith I desire you and Lord Valingford not to be displeased
    1245For ought else I shall saie,
    Let my present griefe hold me excused.
    But may I liue to see that vngratfull man
    Iustly rewarded for his trecherie?
    Poore Em woulde think her selfe not a little happie,
    1250Fauour my departing at this instant,
    For my troubled thought desires to meditate alone in silence
    Exit Em.
    Valing
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