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Fair Em (Quarto 1, 1593)
277Enter Manuile alone disguised.
279The Anuyle whereupon my heart doth beate,
281Full yll this life becomes thy heauenly looke,
283Bad world, where riches is esteemd aboue them both,
285A Millers daughter, sayes the multitude,
286Should not be loued of a Gentleman.
287But let them breath their soules into the ayre:
289So thou be constant in thy plighted vowe.
290But here comes one, I wil listen to his talke.
291Enter Valingford at another dore, disguised Man[...]
293Seeke thou a mynion in a forren land selfe.
294Whilest I drawe back and court my loue at home,
295The millers daughter of faire Manchester
297And from her eyes do dart such golden beames,
299Manuile. He ruminates on my beloued choyce:
300God graunt he come not to preuent my hope.
301But heres another, him yle listen to.
302Enter Mountney disguised at another dore.
304To grace a pesant with a Princes fame:
306Although a millers daughter by her birth:
308To hyde the blemish of her birth in hell,
309Where neither enuious eyes nor thought can perce,
311Goe William Conqueror and seeke thy loue,
312Whilest I drawe back and court mine owne the while:
314As may become her beauties worthynes,
318By one that I haue chosen neerer home.
319Manuile. What comes he to, to intercept my loue?
321Mountney. What now Lord Ualingford are you behind?
322The king had chosen you to goe with him.
325What may the king imagine of our staye?
327But I immagined I might well be spared
328And that no other man had borne my mind.
331Mountney. Lord Ualingford I tell thee as a friend,
333Ualinford. Loue my Lord? of whome.
335Ualingford. But may this be?
336Mountney. Why not my Lord? I hope full well you know
345To ioyne our thoughts in such a Simpathy:
347To yeeld to eythers fortune in this choyce.
349Shake hands my Lord and fortune thriue at all.Exeunt