Passages from this character's speech that contain the most distinguishing words for Cluster 12 (signor, sal, zelmane, handkerchief, absolon, dissemble…). Matches are highlighted.
scholars window, How do you Like it father? I do admire to hear my princely father thus mertilie discourse of trifling love. Indeed we will. Prithee what? Not to dissemble, we have. Indeed I am in love to be in love. But is it good in love to be in doubt Your doubtful counsel counsels us to love. These are too mean for love, brother
Full speech
What sport but conquest for a conqueror, Then with our wounds undressed our steeds still and, Branded with steel ere we wipe of the blood Of conquered foes, lets with our shriller bugles Summon the surly Landlord of the forest, The Kingly Lion to a bloody parley, Combat the Heart, the Leopard or the Boar, In single and adventurous hardiment: The spirit of mirth in manly Actium rests, Having quelled men lets now go concuer beasts. That wager isle take for 'tis surely wone. How? not mind them father? When in your Court you courted us to love, You read another lecture, women then Were angels. True, she's parcel Poet, parcel fiddler already, and they commonly sing three parts in one. This would have done rare at a scholars window, How do you Like it father? I do admire to hear my princely father thus mertilie discourse of trifling love. Indeed we will. Prithee what? Not to dissemble, we have. Indeed I am in love to be in love. But is it good in love to be in doubt Your doubtful counsel counsels us to love. These are too mean for love, brother lets leave them. Though against stomach.— 'Tis well, if that well met we be to you. I'll say thy cheek no natural beauty lacks, Peace dotard, peace, thy sighed of love is done, Thou canst not see the glory of loves sun. Spent age with frosty clouds thy sighed does dim, That thou art blind to see and apt to sin. Hinder not our way. Exennt brother's. Call you this sorrows cave? To what compare shall I compare thee to? Uncomparable beauty's Paragon. Oh she is fair. Both more fair Then rocks of pearl, or the chased evening air. Why where lives sad grief? here's all speaking joy. Have they been fair? what fairer then they are? Why 'tis not possible, this heavenly fair Hath only in it self beauty's exceed, Oh then rich, fair, and only selves exceed. As To please my Father, isle inquest of beauty, And never make return till I have found, A love so fair, so rich, so honourable, As fits the honour of Octanioes sons. Now sirrah what have you been about? But your boyship hath so sought us, that we have found you. Well sir, no more, here comes our royal Father. Father such cost does pass your sons revenues We take example from immortal Jove, Who Like a shepherd would repair to love. I'll gage a 100. crowns mine proves the fairest. How if't be fowl? O stale, that jest runs oth'lees. Oh shallow wit, at the bottom so soon. Is it not passed two, does it not come somewhat near three sister: They shall have deeds. What canst do: Canst keep counsel Then to doubt love is the ne to way to love We did, we m to n kindred, we are brother's. Say we desire to husband it with you. But will you trust a shepherd when he vows, Let us persuade you to believe we love you. Brother the last is fairest in my eye. First in your choice, but not in beauty sir. No, but in love. Yet they are fair: we love, thou art loves foe. No never. Fie, fie, how heavy is light love in me? This leaden air, This ponderous feather, merry Melancholy. And shapeless love Hath in his watch of love oreslept himself. Nay then 'tis so, my heavenly love's gone by, And struck him dead with her love-darting eye. Out Atheist, thou prophan st loves deity, For, false-reporter, I in them have seen A love that makes a Negro of Loves Queen: One that when as the sun keeps holiday, His beauty clads him in his best array, Jle say she is Like Cynthia when day's done, Or Lady to the mistress of the night. One smile would lay my jarring thoughts at rest. Goddess. What time, sweet love, keep fish when they bite? Why? Come, th'art all envy, feed upon thy hate, This day our quest of love shall terminate. Fear not old man, he was the means that breathed this spirit into us. Not stand? it shall: not Jou the ground work love They have our loves. Our hearts and hands. And not afore? Has not Anthony's son Sent them by some base practice to their death? In act: Princess, we have, within there: reach our shields, When beauty fights, the God of battle yields. Exeunt. Our sister prisoner? J wag? are you there too? Why sister, shame you not to set your love On one, that is our Father's enemy. We think thee a proud villain and our foe. Bring the ladders forth, Bravely assault to separate their lives, As they are sealing the walls, the Ladies come forth. What nymph or God desk in my Hermiaes shape, Stands to debar my entrance to the town: Immortal Pallas that art more divine, In my loves beauty that thou clothest thee in, With draw thy self, and give our fury limits. Whats here! A shepherd wooing of a Country maid, As she sits angling by a Rivers side, By them and aged man making a net! The Motto Sic! this Emblems moral is, The former love I had with Lucida, And this hope tells me that's fair Lucida. The more I look, the more me thinks 'tis she. What should I think to prove it is not she? Oh heaven, o fortune, and most happy stars, Do I find love, where I expected wars? Why are we not in arms father. We liked them first.
Plot summary
Plot — Humor Out of Breath
Octavio has just won a war against Mantua, which has resulted in the banishment of Antonio, the Mantuan ===== PAGE 427 ===== 1607 Duke, and his family. Now Octavio sends his sons out into Italy to look for wives, but accompanies them incognito to keep an eye on them. His daughter Florimell protests that she wants love too, but Octavio leaves her in the custody of Hortensio, giving him a brief to restrain her wanton tendencies. Antonio and his family are living a rustic life, eating fish they have caught themselves. Aspero, the son, goes to Venice, eager to assassinate Octavio in revenge. With Octavio gone, he meets Florimell, who is attracted to him. When he does not reciprocate, she concurs in Hortensio’s decision to arrest him, but asks that he should be imprisoned in her own chamber. On hearing that she is planning to have him executed, but only because she is playing hard-to-get, he pretends to be dead. The sight of his body shocks her into declaring her love openly, and this brings him back to life. Hortensio has just received information as to his identity, and has him committed to close prison. Florimell and Hortensio visit him, and Hortensio is persuaded to play blind man’s buff in the cell. While Hortensio is hoodwinked, she disguises Aspero in his clothes and removes him from the prison; Hortensio is left behind in the cell. The jailer is given orders to allow nobody to see the prisoner, even if he should pretend to be Hortensio or imitate his voice. Aspero and Florimell go to Mantua. Octavio’s two sons éncounter Antonio’s two daughters, and fall in love despite the disguised Octavio’s insistence that they should seek women of higher rank. Octavio reveals his true identity at the wedding, forbids the marriage, banishes Antonio and his daughters, and takes his sons back to Venice. There he finds that Florimell has apparently eloped with Hortensio, but the truth emerges when the cell is opened and Hortensio found in Aspero’s place. News arrives that the Mantuans have rebelled against Venetian overlordship and reinstated Antonio. Octavio and his sons besiege Mantua, but Antonio’s daughters pass cryptic shields to Octavio’s sons, whose impresas refer to their rustic wooing. Realizing that the Mantuan princesses are their rustic loves, the Venetian princes call off the siege, and the war ends happily with a triple marriage.