Day, Novell

  1    1,    1| communication. What shall we doe (quoth the one to~ ~the other)
  2    1,    1|           mothers Wombe. O sonne (quoth the Friar) how happy and
  3    1,    1|           owe to God. Alas Sonne (quoth the Friar) this is a~ ~good
  4    1,    1|          Those were no ill words, quoth the Friar; but I remember
  5    1,    1|          replyed the Friar. O no (quoth Master Chappelet)~ ~doe
  6    1,    1|          from death to life. But (quoth the Confessor) hast thou
  7    1,    1|           aylest thou? Oh Father (quoth~ ~Chappelet) there remaineth
  8    1,    1|        thee. Say you so~ ~Father? quoth Chappelet. What mine owne
  9    1,    6|          heard any thing therein (quoth the Inquisitor) whereof
 10    1,    6|           What words are these,~ ~quoth the Inquisitor? And why
 11    2,    1|          Saint it selfe. But how? quoth~ ~Marquiso. I will tell
 12    2,    1|         no more answers.~ ~ Well (quoth the Judge) thou requirest
 13    2,    2|       lodging. No doubt then Sir (quoth the other) but you have
 14    2,    2|        affoorded him.~ ~Goe then (quoth the Lady) and conduct him
 15    2,    3|             In good sadnesse Sir (quoth the Host) you see that my
 16    2,    3|          a better. But mine Host (quoth Alessandro)~ ~how can I
 17    2,    5|          untill I come. For that (quoth~ ~shee) we have a present
 18    2,    5|   beholding his misfortune; Alas (quoth he) how soone have I lost
 19    2,    5|        sleepe I prythee. How now (quoth Andrea) doest thou not~ ~
 20    2,    5|        This is shamefull villany (quoth one) and not to be~ ~suffered,
 21    2,    6|              Me thinkes my heart (quoth hee) doeth cleave in sunder,
 22    2,    6|       will you thinke of it? Sir (quoth she) what pleaseth you,~ ~
 23    2,    8|         ruder language. Villaine (quoth~ ~she) shall the longing
 24    2,    8|         effect it. Then~ ~Madame (quoth hee) the matchlesse beauty,
 25    2,    9|          at home in their houses. Quoth the first, I cannot well
 26    2,    9|        belong to~ ~his Wife: But (quoth he) this may be gotten,
 27    2,    9|        thou to thy Wife? Being~ ~(quoth Bernardo) overcome with
 28    2,   10|             you till now. How now quoth Ricciardo? Consider better
 29    2,   10|        since I lost thee.~ ~ Sir (quoth she) I desire no body to
 30    3,    1|   continued there so long a time? Quoth Lurco, I laboured in~ ~the
 31    3,    1|     Factotum what he was? Madani (quoth hee) a poore labouring man,
 32    3,    1|           this manner.~ ~ Sister (quoth she) if I were faithfully
 33    3,    1|        shall we doe then? Sister (quoth our couragious wench) thou
 34    3,    1|         answered. You see Sister (quoth she) it is now the houre
 35    3,    1|          thee to be dumbe. Madam (quoth Massetto) so I was~ ~indeed,
 36    3,    1|           service to nine? Madam, quoth he, this were a~ ~dangerous
 37    3,    2|      mervaile. Now trust mee Sir, quoth~ ~shee, this hath beene
 38    3,    2|             againe. No truly Sir, quoth she, I onely desire you
 39    3,    3|          happened?~ ~Holy Father (quoth shee) no novell accident,
 40    3,    3|       mistake him for some other? Quoth she, I would I did not know~ ~
 41    3,    4|  apprehensive~ ~judgements. Well (quoth Felice) seeing thou has:
 42    3,    4|          d by me. Nay~ ~daughter (quoth he) it may be, that I was
 43    3,    6|     Philipello~ ~Fighinolfi, who (quoth shee) upon such answers
 44    3,    6|      Catulla. Goe in then to him (quoth the~ ~woman) for he is not
 45    3,    7|          then before. Good~ ~man (quoth shee) I am burthened with
 46    3,    7|       offend you? No~ ~truly Sir, quoth shee; but the reason of
 47    3,    7|           heede what you say Sir (quoth the Gentlewoman) for I saw
 48    3,    7|          see him.~ ~I promise it (quoth she) and binde my selfe
 49    3,    8|        meanes it may be done. If (quoth the~ ~Abbot) you desire
 50    3,    8|       jealous any more. Alas Sir (quoth the woman) so that~ ~he
 51    3,    8|            to accomplish it: But (quoth he) what~ ~shall be my recompence
 52    3,    8|           In any such matter Sir (quoth she) depending on your~ ~
 53    3,    8|         Purgatory. And till then (quoth the Abbot) I will not urge
 54    3,    8|          I dead?~ ~Thou art dead (quoth the Monke) and began to
 55    3,    8|          hony Wife. Canst thou~ ~(quoth the Monke) prayse and commend
 56    3,    8|    punished? I am so commanded~ ~(quoth the Monke) by supreme power,
 57    3,    8|       replyed Ferando. Because~ ~(quoth the Monke) thou wast most
 58    3,    8|         offended therein.~ ~ Now (quoth the Monke) thou canst confesse
 59    3,    8|          appeased. O that I knew (quoth Ferando) by what meanes
 60    3,    8|           him in Purgatory? I am (quoth~ ~the Monke) a dead man,
 61    3,    9|            Whatsoever great King (quoth she) shall please you. Let
 62    3,    9|  presently replyed. Faire beauty (quoth he) in~ ~regard that thou
 63    3,    9|            have him. Royall King (quoth she) then have I won the
 64    3,    9|       much better~ ~then so. Why? quoth the King, wouldst thou have
 65    3,    9|         daughter. If~ ~the Count (quoth the Ladie) love my daughter,
 66    3,    9|         of his honour.~ ~ Madame, quoth the Countesse, most heartily
 67    3,   10|       have~ ~not?" "My daughter," quoth Rustico, "it is that same
 68    3,   10|           Song. My gracious Lord (quoth she) I can skill of no other
 69    4,    1|           spake unto him. Father (quoth she)~ ~well may you spare
 70    4,    2|    replyed. And who~ ~I pray you (quoth she) did chastise you so
 71    4,    2|          his correction? Because (quoth he) thou didst so saucily
 72    4,    2|          him. I will pardon thee (quoth he) but upon this~ ~condition,
 73    4,    2|       offensive to her.~ ~ Madam (quoth Friar Albert) most wisely
 74    4,    2|       service. Well Fryar Albert (quoth shee) you may see what an~ ~
 75    4,    2|        unseasoned braine: Gossip (quoth~ ~she) if you knew what
 76    4,    3|           them.~ ~ Kinde Friends (quoth he) the honest familiarity
 77    4,    3|  dissembling speeches.~ ~ Sister (quoth he) my wife hath advised,
 78    4,    4|         heard~ ~(Gracious Ladies, quoth she) of many people, who
 79    4,    4|        shewed the Glove. We have (quoth he) no Faulcon here~ ~now,
 80    4,    6|   observed to be meere lyes. For (quoth he) if I had~ ~any superstitious
 81    4,    6|        she replyed. God forbid~ ~(quoth she) that I should suffer
 82    4,    8|          of~ ~her. Alas Jeronimo (quoth she) those idle dayes are
 83    4,    9|          husband: Beleeve me Sir (quoth she)~ ~me thinkes it is
 84    4,    9|         meate? In good faith Sir (quoth she) in all my life I was
 85    4,   10|           to publike notice. For (quoth she to her Maide) it is~ ~
 86    4,   10|          thus began.~ ~Mistresse (quoth she) this evening, although
 87    4,   10|            somewhat angerly. Sir (quoth she) what a coyle is here
 88    4,   10|         Doctor. In~ ~this manner (quoth the Maide) and thus proceeded.
 89    4,   10|       sent by her Master.~ ~ Sir (quoth shee) you have apprehended
 90    5,    1|        thoughts. Now is the time (quoth~ ~he) to let my divine Mistresse
 91    5,    1|            thus he began. Chynon (quoth~ ~he) as the Gods are very
 92    5,    1|       answer. Know then Chynon~ ~(quoth he) that three dayes hence,
 93    5,    2|          where she was? Daughter (quoth she) you are heere~ ~hard
 94    5,    2|          answered:~ ~Gentlewoman (quoth she) I am of Trapanum, named
 95    5,    2|             with him, saying: If (quoth he) I could have meanes
 96    5,    3|           her.~ ~ Faire Daughter (quoth he) whether wander you at
 97    5,    3|          Wife. What is become of (quoth hee) our young~ ~Gentlewoman,
 98    5,    4|      answere.~ ~Signio Ricciardo, quoth she, you see what a restraint
 99    5,    4|          thus replyed. Catharina (quoth he) the onely~ ~place for
100    5,    4|         her health. Why Daughter (quoth the Mother)~ ~the weather (
101    5,    4|          the better. No~ ~Mother, quoth Catharina, that cannot be;
102    5,    4|       thou have me to do? Mother (quoth she) if it~ ~might stand
103    5,    5|        get thee to bed? And thou (quoth the~ ~Maide) why doest thou
104    5,    6|          Admirall. You see Sir~ ~(quoth Guior) that I am very shortly
105    5,    6|   condemned to~ ~the fire? Not I, quoth the King. Why then I will
106    5,    7|           selfe. Alas deare Love (quoth Pedro)~ ~with what reason
107    5,    7|       owne thoughts. If my Sonne (quoth he) be living, his age is~ ~
108    5,    9|       last thus spake.~ ~ Mother (quoth he) if you can do so much
109    5,    9|          world. I~ ~know it well (quoth she) and am heartily sorry
110    5,   10|          a Supper. In troth Wife (quoth hee)~ ~I have not supt at
111    5,   10|       said the woman? Marry Wife (quoth hee) I will tell you, and
112    5,   10|       shee answered. Why Husband (quoth~ ~shee) doe I make any large
113    5,   10|         him any harme. Feare not (quoth~ ~Pedro) I will not offer
114    5,   10|           this answer. Well Wife (quoth he) I confesse my fault,
115    6,    2|          should send him? Marrie (quoth~ ~Cistio) unto the River
116    6,    2|          saw: Yea mary my friend, quoth he, now I am sure~ ~that
117    6,   10|        among his Friends. My Boy (quoth he) hath nine rare qualities
118    7,    1|                 My Gracious Lord (quoth Madame Aemillia) it had
119    7,    1|        open day. Arise good wife (quoth~ ~John) and if it be such
120    7,    1|          house. Conjure him Wife? Quoth John, By what meanes? and~ ~
121    7,    1|        how? Bee patient good man (quoth Tessa) and I will enstruct
122    7,    1|           I shall bid thee. Well (quoth~ ~John) I will not faile
123    7,    2|         would you have Sir? Thou? quoth~ ~Striguario, what art thou?
124    7,    2|       ready for it. For that Sir (quoth~ ~Peronella) take you no
125    7,    3|        Why how now Friar Reynard? quoth shee, Doe Godfathers use
126    7,    3|          shold he not? Then Lady (quoth Reynard) I, who am not so~ ~
127    7,    3|           his voice: Alas Gossip (quoth she) what shall I do? My~ ~
128    7,    3|          conceit: Alas good wife (quoth he) how hapned~ ~this? Sit
129    7,    3|           not yet good~ ~husband (quoth she) in any case, least
130    7,    3|      doore? Yes Gossip Reynard~ ~(quoth Credulano without, while
131    7,    4|           Now my good Neighbours (quoth she) you see what~ ~manner
132    7,    5|          confession? How Husband? quoth~ ~she, what do you thinke
133    7,    5|   hatefull life.~ ~Neverthelesse (quoth she) I am indifferently
134    7,    5|        lodge with~ ~you? Yes Sir, quoth she. How is it possible
135    7,    5|       love him dearely. Why then (quoth our supposed Confessor)
136    7,    5|        you~ ~are. You do therein (quoth hee) the better, and surely
137    7,    5|           not~ ~that, good woman, quoth he, but beleeve it certainly,
138    7,    5|         love with any Fryar. How? quoth Geloso, didst not thou confesse~ ~
139    7,    5|           end then quickely Wife (quoth Geloso) and~ ~tell mee who
140    7,    6|         so sodaine comming. Lady (quoth he) I met your Husband upon
141    7,    6|    Husband this answere. Husband (quoth she) never was I so dreadfully~ ~
142    7,    6|        trembling.~ ~ Good Madame (quoth hee) for Gods sake helpe
143    7,    6|         Gentleman?~ ~Introth Sir (quoth she) I know not, but (somewhere
144    7,    7|            Beleeve me Anichino~ ~(quoth she) therein thou neither
145    7,    7|            I will tell you Sir~ ~(quoth she) and then be Judge your
146    7,    7|        advise to~ ~him. Anichino, quoth she, Take a good Cudgell
147    7,    7|              Go thou lewde beast (quoth he) most unworthy the title
148    7,    7|        promise, or~ ~no? Come?~ ~ quoth Egano, Yes Wife, he came,
149    7,    8|        blessed~ ~Lady be with us (quoth Simonida) and sweet Saint
150    7,    8|   intirely to them.~ ~ Ave Maria (quoth Simonida, crossing her selfe)
151    7,    8|       from thy bead?~ ~ Alas Sir (quoth she) where have you been?
152    7,    8|       thus with him in the end.~ ~Quoth one of them, Wee will pardon
153    7,    9|    apparantly he saw~ ~it. Well, (quoth Pyrrhus) when all these
154    7,    9|       Table? Yes~ ~but I do wife (quoth he) how squemishly they
155    7,    9|         in my mouth. Perhaps Sir (quoth she) it may be so,~ ~and
156    7,    9|           instantly.~ ~ How sir? (quoth she,) your Barber? Uppon
157    7,    9|       dead with anguish. See Sir (quoth she) was this Tooth to be
158    7,    9|       uppon it. How now Pyrrhus? (quoth~ ~Lydia) this language goeth
159    7,    9|        the~ ~ground: Now Pyrrhus (quoth he) tell me what thou saydst.
160    7,   10|         matter to him: He will~ ~(quoth he) be jealous of me, and
161    7,   10|       utterly lost. Those things (quoth Tingoccio) are lost, which
162    7,   10|         hell torments, or no? No (quoth Tingoccio) I am~ ~not sent
163    7,   10|         hot a fire? Oh my friend (quoth~ ~I) I am in feare of a
164    8,    2|         man? Holy-men Belcolore, (quoth Sir Simon) are made of the
165    8,    2|          talke of? Yes Belcolore (quoth he) and much~ ~better then
166    8,    2| restrained from marriage. True~ ~(quoth Belcolore) but much more
167    8,    2|       would request. Sir~ ~Simon (quoth she) all these things which
168    8,    2|        bring them hither. Oh Sir (quoth Belcolore) you men are quicke~ ~
169    8,    2|           moved.~ ~Nay Belcolore (quoth he) I hope you will not
170    8,    2|     Cloake~ ~bee worth? How much? quoth Sir Simon, upon my word
171    8,    3|        boyld them? The Baschanes (quoth Maso) eate them~ ~all. Have
172    8,    3|          farre Sir, I pray you~ ~(quoth Calandrino) is that worthy
173    8,    3|            invisible. O Lord Sir (quoth Calandrino) those stones
174    8,    3|    Mugnone. Of what bignesse Sir (quoth Calandrino) is the Stone,
175    8,    3|      There are two sorts of them (quoth Calandrino) some bigge,
176    8,    3|         plaines of Mugnone. Well (quoth~ ~Buffalmaco) this is but
177    8,    3|           beguile them. Nay more (quoth he) I cannot~ ~forbeare
178    8,    4|           owne house? Alas~ ~Sir (quoth she) you know that I have
179    8,    4|         make hard shift. Why Sir (quoth she) the matter onely~ ~
180    8,    4|           Smocke~ ~of me. Madame (quoth Ciutazza) if it were to
181    8,    5|          your spirits (my hearts) quoth Maso, and if your~ ~longing
182    8,    5|       defend~ ~himselfe. My Lord (quoth Maso) you may bee ashamed
183    8,    6|         of his Brawne? Yea marry (quoth Buffalmaco) how is it to
184    8,    6|         will not. Wouldst~ ~thou (quoth Calandrino) have me damne
185    8,    6|          it is not flowne~ ~away (quoth Calandrino) yet I am certain,
186    8,    6|      discovered.~ ~ I have heard (quoth Bruno) of such an experiment,
187    8,    6|          this case.~ ~ Well then (quoth Bruno) I will take the paines
188    8,    6|           so long~ ~as thou wilt, quoth Buffalmaco, thy knavery
189    8,    7|           Beleeve me (sweet Lady) quoth her friend, as hee is a
190    8,    7|          this manner. Deare love (quoth she) cast thy Cloake about~ ~
191    8,    7|            yes beleeve me~ ~Lady (quoth he) I plaine pereive you
192    8,    7|               Can it be possible (quoth Helena) that you should
193    8,    7|         her. Returne to thy Lady (quoth~ ~he) and saluting her first
194    8,    7|       Lady and Mistris? Alas Sir (quoth she) I know not. I thought~ ~
195    8,    7|        sayd in this maner.~ ~ Go (quoth she) I pray thee for my
196    8,    8|          disordred fashion. Wife (quoth be) what art thou doing?
197    8,    8|          Alas deare Spinelloccio (quoth she) what shall we do? My~ ~
198    8,    8|          did: Come~ ~hither Wife (quoth he) how shall we do for
199    8,    9|           honest neighbour Bruno (quoth the Doctor)~ ~assure thy
200    8,    9|         he did wot of. And there (quoth he) the~ ~Queene of England
201    8,    9|     speake~ ~most truly. I could (quoth the Doctor) sing thee infinite
202    8,    9|    thinkest thou Bruno? The best (quoth Bruno) that any man~ ~living
203    8,    9|               How now Buffalmaco (quoth Bruno) what is thine opinion
204    8,    9|          You are carefull of mee (quoth the Doctor) and I~ ~thanke
205    8,    9|           Where have you bin Sir? quoth she. Are you becom a night-walker~ ~
206    8,    9|       before. In~ ~good sadnesse (quoth the Doctor) I neyther commended
207    8,   10|          At parting: Salabetto~ ~(quoth she) whensoever thy leysures
208    8,   10|     Florines. Alas~ ~deare heart (quoth she) would you be in such
209    8,   10|        answered. Beleeve me Lady (quoth he) it did a little distast
210    9,    1|        another nature.~ ~ Let me (quoth he) admit the case, that
211    9,    3|          good faith~ ~Calandrino (quoth Nello) me thinks thy countenance
212    9,    3|        what he~ ~ayled?~ ~ Truly (quoth Calandrino) well enough
213    9,    4|           How much deare friends (quoth he) am I beholding to~ ~
214    9,    5|          become well enough. How? quoth~ ~Bruno, doth any thing
215    9,    5|          company. For Buffalmaco (quoth Calandrino) I have~ ~no
216    9,    5|           with her? First of all (quoth Calandrino) and in the prime~ ~
217    9,    5|      mighty prevailing. Ah Bruno (quoth~ ~Calandrino) thou wouldst
218    9,    5|         how now deare Calandrino (quoth she) jewell of my joy, comfort~ ~
219    9,    5|     Anatomy. Fowle loathsome dog (quoth she) must you~ ~be at your
220    9,    5|      imagined. Wife, or wife not (quoth she) I would have none to
221    9,    6|     daughter Nicholetta? Husband (quoth she) he is no honest~ ~Gentleman;
222    9,    7|     speeches.~ ~ True it is Wife (quoth he) that little credit should
223    9,    7|         of~ ~my dreame. Well sir (quoth she scoffingly) once you
224    9,    8|       then any other man. To him (quoth~ ~Guiotto) thou must go
225    9,    8|          thing else unto him? No (quoth Guiotto) only go~ ~and deliver
226    9,    8|         such a question? Because (quoth Guiotto)~ ~Signior Phillippo
227    9,    8|       Signior Phillippo? As well (quoth Blondello) as thou didst
228    9,   10|        addition~ ~beside, Pietro (quoth she) if he be such a deare
229    9,   10|   offended.~ ~ Beast as thou art (quoth she to her Husband) why
230   10,    2|        mildely answered. My Lord (quoth he) you are arrived in such
231   10,    3|      seene~ ~of Nathan. And that (quoth he) can I also do sufficiently
232   10,    4|          should be so. Gentlemen (quoth~ ~he) it is no small argument
233   10,    4|           what she~ ~is. Therein (quoth he) I will quickely resolve
234   10,    4|           withall. Now Gentlemen (quoth he) if you varry not~ ~from
235   10,    5|          this manner. Good woman (quoth she)~ ~thou hast so often
236   10,    7|         whom it concerned? Sir~ ~(quoth Manutio) I dare not disclose
237   10,    9|       replyed thus himselfe. Sir (quoth he) you cannot reach Pavia,
238   10,    9|         performe. Well Gentlemen (quoth Thorello at parting) I know
239   10,    9|  discoursing: Tell me: Christian (quoth~ ~Saladine) what Country-man
240   10,    9|        the Sexton told them. How? quoth the Abbot, thou art no~ ~
241   10,   10|          your wife. Yes Grizelda, quoth hee, with this holy kisse,~ ~
242   10,   10|           chosen Spouse? My Lord (quoth she)~ ~I like her exceeding