Marmion, Shackerley · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [1632-1633] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · before the Court unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
What is he gone? ay, and as glad he has escaped from me, As from the Syrtes. How he bore it out With impudence? Yes did you observe him? There's nothing can discountenance him, still This is his posture, he were excellent, To venture at a Lottery. Why mischief? I do not think he would ever draw a blank. We must pursue the project. Sup with him At any hand. The jest is behind to see, In what a miserable perplexity, He will be put to entertain us. Come. You know father, for I must still call you so, how you charged your daughter to use me respectively. Yes marry did I: and to show a double duty, as might suit with the reverence of your age, and honour of her husband. Well, and as soon as you were gone, she had no more regard to me, than if I had been an old horse, or an old Servingman. Why 'tis impossible she should transgress in such a high point of humanity. Else there was some fury in her shape that did so. I am sure she shaped me out to be the ridiculousest old ass in Europe. Her modesty would not permit it in her. If my words have any weight in them; she set as light by me, as by the least feather in her Fan. Why is this true Aemilia? No indeed sir. How no indeed; do you deny it? O palpable, she reckoned up a whole Catalogue of abuses, and malicious practises, that she would assault me with, if I were her husband, the least of which were above all patience. Do you think sir, if I intended any such thing, I would have forewarned you? No 'tis not likely. That you had but heard the disgrace she put upon me, in calumniating the vigour, and ability of my person. I cannot believe it. And then terrified me, that the wind of her humour should be still against me, to cross me in every thing I desired, yet the course of my destiny should be more impetuous than before. The old Gentleman did but dream so. Nay more, she said I was an old dry stump, that had not the least drop of moisture in me, yet by the virtue of her humidity, she would make my temples so supple, that they should sprout, and bud afresh. Come she would not say so. Yes, and that all my estate should be too little, to maintain her in prodigality, and invite acquaintance. Alas good Gentleman, I told him how other women used their husbands, but I would conform myself to obedience. ay, that you might know what a blessing you had in her. Oh was it so? I cry you mercy, I mistook you. Here take this Pearl for amends; I am sorry I have sinned against so sweet a simplicity. Come I knew you were in an error. Then to avoid all cavillation hereafter, see what I have provided.
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What is he gone? I, and as glad he has eſcapt from me, As from the Syrtes. How he bore it out With impudence? Yes did you obſerue him? There's nothing can diſcountenance him, ſtill This is his poſture, he were excellent, To venter at a Lottery. Why miſchiefe? I doe not thinke he would ever draw a blank. We muſt purſue the project. Sup with him At any hand. The jeſt is behind to ſee, In what a miſerable perplexity, He will be put to entertaine us. Come. You know father, for I muſt ſtill call you ſo, how you charg'd your daughter to uſe me reſpectiuely. Yes marry did I: and to ſhew a double dutie, as might ſuite with the reverence of your age, and honour of her huſband. Well, and as ſoone as you were gone, ſhe had no more regard to mee, then if I had beene an old horſe, or an old Servingman. Why tis impoſſible ſhee ſhould tranſgreſſe in ſuch a high poynt of humanity. Elſe there was ſome fury in her ſhape that did ſo. I am ſure ſhe ſhapt me out to bee the ridiculouſeſt old aſſe in Europe. Her modeſty would not permit it in her. If my words haue any weight in them; ſhe ſet as light by me, as by the leaſt feather in her Fanne. Why is this true Aemilia? No indeed ſir. How no indeed; doe you deny it? O palpable, ſhee reckond up a whole Catalogue of abuſes, and malicious practiſes, that ſhe would aſſault me with, if I were her husband, the leaſt of which were aboue all patience. Doe you thinke ſir, if I intended any ſuch thing, I would haue forewarned you? No tis not likely. That you had but heard the diſgrace ſhe put upon me, in calumniating the vigour, and ability of my perſon. I cannot beleeue it. And then terrified me, that the wind of her humour ſhould be ſtill againſt me, to croſſe me in every thing I deſired, yet the courſe of my deſtiny ſhould be more impetuous then before. The old Gentleman did but dreame ſo. Nay more, ſhe ſaid I was an old dry ſtumpe, that had not the leaſt drop of moiſture in me, yet by the vertue of her humidity, ſhee would make my temples ſo ſupple, that they ſhould ſprout, and bud a freſh. Come ſhe would not ſay ſo. Yes, and that all my eſtate ſhould bee too little, to maintaine her in prodigality, and invite acquaintance. Alaſſe good Gentleman, I told him how other women vſed their husbands, but I would conforme my ſelfe to obedience. I, that you might know what a bleſſing you had in her. Oh was it ſo? I cry you mercy, I miſtooke you. Here take this Pearle for amends; I am ſorry I haue ſinned againſt ſo ſweet a ſimplicity. Come I knew you were in an error. Then to avoyd all cavillation hereafter, ſee what I haue provided.