Fair Em by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
page 41 of 88 (46%)
page 41 of 88 (46%)
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MARIANA. Well, well, my Lord, I like you, for such drifts Put silly Ladies often to their shifts. Oft have I heard you say you loved me well, Yea, sworn the same, and I believed you too. Can this be found an action of good faith Thus to dissemble where you found true love? LUBECK. Mariana, I not dissemble, on mine honour, Nor fails my faith to thee. But for my friend, For princely William, by whom thou shalt possess The title of estate and Majesty, Fitting thy love, and vertues of thy mind-- For him I speak, for him do I intreat, And with thy favour fully do resign To him the claim and interest of my love. Sweet Mariana, then, deny me not: Love William, love my friend, and honour me, Who else is clean dishonored by thy means. MARIANA. Borne to mishap, my self am only she On whom the Sun of Fortune never shined: But Planets ruled by retrogard aspect Foretold mine ill in my nativity. LUBECK. Sweet Lady, cease, let my intreaty serve |
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