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The Two Noble Kinsmen - Act 2, scene 6
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The Two Noble Kinsmen - Act 2, scene 6Act 2, scene 6
Scene 6
Synopsis:
The jailer’s daughter, having set Palamon free and sent him off to await her in the woods, plans to bring him food, along with files to free him from his shackles, and clothes for herself so that they may escape the country together.
Enter Jailer’s Daughter alone.DAUGHTER
1271 Let all the dukes and all the devils roar!
1272 He is at liberty. I have ventured for him,
1273 And out I have brought him; to a little wood
1274 A mile hence I have sent him, where a cedar
1275 5 Higher than all the rest spreads like a plane
1276 Fast by a brook, and there he shall keep close
1277 Till I provide him files and food, for yet
1278 His iron bracelets are not off. O Love,
1279 What a stout-hearted child thou art! My father
1280 10 Durst better have endured cold iron than done it.
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I love him beyond love and beyond reason1282 Or wit or safety. I have made him know it;
1283 I care not, I am desperate. If the law
1284 Find me and then condemn me for ’t, some wenches,
1285 15 Some honest-hearted maids, will sing my dirge
1286 And tell to memory my death was noble,
1287 Dying almost a martyr. That way he takes
1288 I purpose is my way too. Sure he cannot
1289 Be so unmanly as to leave me here.
1290 20 If he do, maids will not so easily
1291 Trust men again. And yet he has not thanked me
1292 For what I have done; no, not so much as kissed me,
1293 And that, methinks, is not so well; nor scarcely
1294 Could I persuade him to become a free man,
1295 25 He made such scruples of the wrong he did
1296 To me and to my father. Yet I hope,
1297 When he considers more, this love of mine
1298 Will take more root within him. Let him do
1299 What he will with me, so he use me kindly;
1300 30 For use me so he shall, or I’ll proclaim him,
1301 And to his face, no man. I’ll presently
1302 Provide him necessaries and pack my clothes up,
1303 And where there is a path of ground I’ll venture,
1304 So he be with me. By him like a shadow
1305 35 I’ll ever dwell. Within this hour the hubbub
1306 Will be all o’er the prison. I am then
1307 Kissing the man they look for. Farewell, father!
1308 Get many more such prisoners and such daughters,
1309 And shortly you may keep yourself. Now to him.
⌜She exits.⌝