Enter Glendower with the Ladies MORTIMER This is the deadly spite192 that angers me: My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh. GLENDOWER My daughter weeps. She’ll not part with you, 195 She’ll be a soldier too, she’ll to the wars. MORTIMER Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy196 Shall follow in your conduct197 speedily. Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she answers him in the same GLENDOWER She is desperate here:198 a peevish self-willed harlotry, One that no persuasion can do good upon.
Enter Glendower with the Ladies MORTIMER This is the deadly spite192 that angers me: My wife can speak no English, I no Welsh. GLENDOWER My daughter weeps. She’ll not part with you, 195 She’ll be a soldier too, she’ll to the wars. MORTIMER Good father, tell her that she and my aunt Percy196 Shall follow in your conduct197 speedily. Glendower speaks to her in Welsh, and she answers him in the same GLENDOWER She is desperate here:198 a peevish self-willed harlotry, One that no persuasion can do good upon. The Lady speaks in Welsh 200 MORTIMER I understand thy looks: that pretty Welsh200 Which thou pour’st down from these swelling heavens201 I am too perfect202 in, and, but for shame, In such a parley203 should I answer thee. The Lady [speaks] again in Welsh I understand thy kisses and thou mine, 205 And that’s a feeling disputation.205 But I will never be a truant,206 love, Till I have learned thy language, for thy tongue Makes Welsh as sweet as ditties highly penned,208 Sung by a fair queen in a summer’s bower, 210 With ravishing division,210 to her lute. GLENDOWER Nay, if thou melt,211 then will she run mad. The Lady speaks again in Welsh MORTIMER O, I am ignorance itself in this!212 GLENDOWER She bids you on th...
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