The Two Noble Kinsmen
Act II, Scene 4
Athens. A room in the prison.
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Enter Jailer’s Daughter alone.
Daughter
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Why should I love this gentleman? ’Tis odds
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He never will affect me. I am base,
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My father the mean keeper of his prison,
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And he a prince. To marry him is hopeless;
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To be his whore is witless. Out upon’t!
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What pushes are we wenches driven to
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When fifteen once has found us! First, I saw him:
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I, seeing, thought he was a goodly man;
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He has as much to please a woman in him
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(If he please to bestow it so) as ever
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These eyes yet look’d on. Next, I pitied him;
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And so would any young wench o’ my conscience
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That ever dream’d, or vow’d her maidenhead
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To a young handsome man. Then, I lov’d him,
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Extremely lov’d him, infinitely lov’d him;
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And yet he had a cousin, fair as he too;
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But in my heart was Palamon, and there,
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Lord, what a coil he keeps! To hear him
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Sing in an evening, what a heaven it is!
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And yet his songs are sad ones. Fairer spoken
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Was never gentleman. When I come in
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To bring him water in a morning, first
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He bows his noble body, then salutes me thus:
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“Fair gentle maid, good morrow. May thy goodness
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Get thee a happy husband!” Once he kiss’d me—
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I lov’d my lips the better ten days after.
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Would he would do so ev’ry day! He grieves much,
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And me as much to see his misery.
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What should I do to make him know I love him,
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For I would fain enjoy him? Say I ventur’d
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To set him free? What says the law then?
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Thus much for law or kindred! I will do it,
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And this night, or tomorrow, he shall love me.