Shirley, James · published 1633 · first performed or written 1628 [licensed for stage, Oct 3] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 541 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Here she is, no there she is. Sir Nicholas: I am amazed: Stay which is my wife? Here's my daughter. Mistress! Fine juggling. Francke whence comest? From the Priest, if you have any joy for me, We are married. Are there not two Sir Nicholases, pray what d''ee call this Gentlewoman? Her name's Violetta. Father your pardon. This is fine i'faith, well may a woman mistake her husband, when a man that is the wiser Vessel cannot know his own wife. Married to Aymwell! We are Witnesses. A good jest i'faith, hark you, were you ever Catechized? What is your name forsooth? Faith Sir guess. All passion will be fruitless but of joy. Sensible? Came I from Croyden for a Chambermaid? D''ee hear everybody I ha' married Sensible! We are witnesses of that too. No no, this is my wife. Touch her not with a rude hand. Why, I know she meant to be my wife, and only I ha' married her, as folks go to Law, by attorney, she is but her Deputy, for the more state I married her by proxy. Do not deceive yourself Sir, though Princes depute men to marry their wives, women do not use to be Ciphers, she is your wife in law, let me counsel you sir to prevent laughter, somebody hath been cozened, I name nobody, since it was your fortune to marry this wench, which cannot now be undone, seem not to be sorry for't, they do purpose to jeer you out of your skin else. sayst thou so? Be confident and laugh at them first, that they are so simple to think that you are gulled, commend your choice, and say 'twas a trick of yours to deceive their expectation. Come hither Madam Treedle, Gentlemen, you think now, I have but an ill match on't, and that as they say I am cheated, do not believe it— a Lady is a Lady, a bargain is a bargain, and I'm a Knight & no Gentleman, so much for that— I grant I married her, in her Mistress's name, and though (as great men, that use to choose wives for their favourites or Servants, when they have done with 'em) I could put her off to my Footman or my Tutor here, I won't, I will maintain her my wife and publish her, d''ee see, publish her to any man that shall laugh at it, my own Ladybird, and Madam Treedle. You are happy Sir, in being deceived, he is a noble Gentleman. Sir Nicholas has released her, Let your consent be free then. You have won it Be my loved children, and I wish a joy Flow in all Bosoms. Brains we are reconciled. Tutor we pardon. You may Sir, he was my engine, now, What says my factious servant, nay, we're friends, The greatest Politician may be Deceived sometimes, wit without brains ye see. And brains without wit too. Frank thou art married, and Sir Nicholas has made a Lady, I ha' lived loose a great while, and do purpose to be made fast to this Gentlewoman. To whose act I owe my true Conversion. When all things have their trial, you shall find. Nothing is constant but a virtuous mind.
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Here she is, no there she is. Sir Nicholas: I am amaz'd: Stay which is my wife? Here's my daughter. Mistris! Fine iugling. Francke whence commest? From the Priest, if you have any ioy for me, We are married. Are there not two Sir Nicholasses, pray what d'ee call this Gentlewoman? Her name's Violetta. Father your pardon. This is fine yfaith, well may a woman mistake her husband, when a man that is the wiser Vessell cannot know his owne wife. Marryed to Aymwell! We are Witnesses. A good iest yfaith, hearke you, were you ever Catechiz'd? What is your name forsooth? Faith Sir guesse. All passion will be fruitlesse but of ioy. Sensibl ? Came I from Croydon for a Chambermaid? D'ee heare every body I ha married Sensible! We are witnesses of that too. No no, this is my wife. Touch her not with a rude hand. Why, I know she meant to be my wife, and onely I ha married her, as folkes goe to Law, by Attourney, she is but her Deputy, for the more state I married her by proxie. Doe not deceive your selfe Sir, though Princes depute men to marry their wives, women doe not use to be Cyphers, she is your wife in law, let me counsell you sir to prevent laughter, some body hath been couzened, I name no body, since it was your fortune to marry this wench, which cannot now be undone, seeme not to be sorry for't, they doe purpose to ieere you out of your skinne else. Say'st thou so? Be confident and laugh at them first, that they are so simple to think that you are guld, commend your choice, and say 'twas a trick of yours to deceive their expectation. Come hither Madam Treedle, Gentlemen, you thinke now, I have but an ill match on't, and that as they say I am cheated, doe not beleeve it — a Lady is a Lady, a bargain is a bargain, and I'm a Knight & no Gentleman, so much for that — I grant I married her, in her Mistresses name, and though (as great men, that use to choose wives for their favourites or Servants, when they have done with 'em) I could put her off to my Footman or my Tutor here, I wo'not, I will maintain her my wife and publish her, d'ee see, publish her to any man that shall laugh at it, my owne Ladybird, and Madam Treedle. You are happy Sir, in being deceiv'd, he is a noble Gentleman. Sir Nicholas has releast her, Let your consent be free then. You have wonne it Be my lov'd children, and I wish a ioy Flow in all Bosomes. Braines we are reconcil'd. Tutor we pardon. You may Sir, he was my engine, now, What sayes my factious servant, nay, wee're friends, The greatest Politician may bee Deceiv'd sometimes, wit without braines yee see. And braines without wit too. Franck thou art married, and Sir Nicholas has made a Lady, I ha liv'd loose a great while, and doe purpose to be made fast to this Gentlewoman. To whose act I owe my true Conversion. When all things have their tryall, you shall find. Nothing is constant but a vertuous mind.