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The tragicall and true historie which happened betwene two English louers. 1563 written by Ber. Gar. 1565.
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B. G. (Bernard Garter); Brooke, Arthur, d. 1563. Romeus and Juliet.
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STC 11631; ESTC S125227
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he sees that all is well Harke saith the mother whose at gate doth no man hear the bell The aged Nursh that standes in hope the wyshed gestes were come Steps out before the rest a pace and to the gate doth roonne Whear when the sees the Doctour and with him so trym a wight Right comely she salutes them both most ioyful of that sight The maister was enquired for within he was she saide That they might speake with him forthwith the learned Doctour praide Gon is the Nursh and telles the sire and dame what gestes were theare I came straight way the father saith desire them come neare Now standes the yonge man amarous in hope of his releefe Though doutfull passhones of the mynde doth shiuer yet his teeth Downe comes the courtly gentleman and frendlie doth embrace The Doctour and the woer to and staieth soo a space To whome the Doctour thus brake fourth the frendship and good cheare Which of your wourship I receiued the last tyme I was heare Doth cause that I and this my frende though to your cost and payne Do fynde the meanes I warraunt you to visit you agayne Good cheare alas why saye you soo you slaunder me ywis But welcome are you both to me to soch chear as it is Oh that the muses which do dwell on Hellicon the hill Or learned Pallas wolde step fourth to aide my froward will Or that the learned sisters thre which pas all other men Wolde take vppon them but a while to guyde and rule my penne Then sholde you heare howe pleasauntlie in shorte and sugred verse The passing ioyes of these two folke my conning cold rehearse Howe to the mother aged Nursh dothe geue the man a prayse Aboue the rest which with her eies she sawe in all her daies Howe that the mother ere she sawe the man or ought was doon In token of her inwarde Ioye did name hym for her soon How that the sillie virgyn coulde no lengre tyme abyde But with her knife did piers a hole whear through her loue the spied And then how many sundrie ioyes replenysshed her hart And eke the yongemans blesfull state before I wolde depart But sins that in so surging Seas I dare not hoyse my sale I must in baser sorte god wot tell fourth a rudes mans tale Your welcome saide the gentleman moch better is to me Then golde or elles without the same the greatest cheare sholde be Thus curteous wourdes were spent apace emonges this frendlie men and from the hall the father wilde them to the parlour then Whear was the aged gentlewoman whear sat her daughter to Whear one embrast the other as the maner is to doo Whear as the father with the Nursh of purposes gan to talke And towardes the aged mother doth the Doctour gin to walke The gentleman saide merelye sins hear are wemen thre And two alreadie are in talke the third is left for me And towardes her makes a stately course her tendre lyps he kist Her fingers that wear fayre and longe encloasing in his fist In secreat sort he vttered then his longe vnquiet rest To her who axt colde not denye but that she loued hym best Oh happie man that hast found out the meane to quenche thine Ire And happy dame that Fortune hath enricht with thy desire Who now may ioy but you alone who is so iustly glad as you that haue your hartes desire whose frendes good will is had The Nursh about her busines goes the father walkes aside But still the yonger couple do in talke together byde Theire talke and tales doth pleas them both loath are they to depart And chaunging collours therwithall bewraies the ioyfull harte It groweth fast towardes supper tyme the mother eke doth praye The Doctour and the woer to that they would come awaye Vnhappy harmefull voyce thinkes he it is that doth depart Two bodyes so ycopled that they both haue but one harte He thankes her yet for manners sake and yeldes him to her will That would haue solde his supper fayne in talke to tarry still The father and the mother both the woer and the maide The Doctour and a frend or two at supper heare are staide And first with some solempnitie the woer he is fet And other Gestes in order due the father he doth set Here doth he playe the Husshers parte and can the office quyte His wife he plaste at vpper ende and set his daughter right against the man in whome good wenche he knewe she ioyed much And he asmuche in her againe theire linked loue was suche No question nede demaunded be of diet and of meate There wanted nought that might be wisht but stomakes for to eate The parentes stomakes ioy had filde to see theire daughter glad And ioy againe as ioynouslye the louers filled had The rest did feede right merely and then beganne to talke as common is at euery feast where Bacchus wares do walke The father to the Doctour drank the mother to the geast that reason taught by perfect skill did loue her daughter best With all her hart I saye she dranke to him in cup of golde Who pledgde the dame and to the childe to drink he was as bolde Thus mery weare they euery one Right gladde and well apaide And she I thinke most gladde of all that almost nothing saide Whose ioyfull kinde and louing harte her pashons coulde not hide But that which might not from the mouthe from harte and eye did slyde Now lookt she vp full chierefully and then within a while Her collour chaungde from white to red and then againe did smyle on him to whome by happy chaunce she thought her holely bounde By whome againe her secrete thoughtes with spedy slight were founde Wherewith the father did breake out in decent sober sorte and that they all woulde heare his tale he did his gests exhorte They all attentiuely gaue eare theire tongues and talke were still Applying them with might and mayne to here the fathers will Who now his secretes doth detect in plainest sort he can and looking on his daughter thus his sober talke beganne This mayden whiche you know right well myne only daughter deare Hath choase this gentle gentle man vnto her onely feare And he againe I know not howe doth in my daughters sight conceiue his chiefe felicitie his comfort and delight Of tender yeares is the man my chielde is young also And youth by aunshent sawe is saide to reason is a foo Of worthy parentage he is of noble blood by birth His parents frendes to myne alwaies approued to the death His maners and behauiour are comely as you see His presence and his parsonage delightfull vnto me Endewed with possessions enricht with land and fee Not wanting ought that comelye is in such an one to bee My childish daughter is not ritche well qualited nor feire Nor els wherin such one should ioye but that she is myne heyre And I an aged thriftles man and like ynough to spend