Heywood, Thomas · published 1633 · first performed or written c.1627 (Annals) tragicomedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.82 · 466 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Excellent Sport. But what was the conclusion? The rude multitude, Watching without, and gaping for the spoil Cast from the windows, went byth' ears about it; The Constable is called to Atone the broil, Which done, and hearing such a noise within, Of eminent Shipwreck; enters the house, and finds them In this confusion, They Adore his staff, And think it Neptune's Trident, and that he Comes with his Tritons, (so they called his watch) To calm the Tempest, and appease the Waves; And at this point, we left them. Come what will, i'll steal out of Doors, And see the end of it, that's certain. Thanks Master Geraldine, for this discourse, Intruth it hath much pleased me, but the night Begins to grow fast on us, for your parts, You are all young, and you may sit up late, My eyes begin to summon me to sleep, And nothing's more offensive unto Age, Then to watch long and late. Now good Rest with you. What says fair Prudentilla? Maids and Widows, And we young Bachelors, such as indeed Are forced to lie in Solitary beds, And sleep without disturbance; we methinks, Should desire later hours; when Married Wines, That in their amorous arms, hug their delights; To often wakings subject; their more haste, May better be excused. How can you, That are as you confess, a single man, Enter so far into these Mystical secrets Of Marriage, which as yet you never proved. There's Lady, an instinct innate in man, Which prompts us to the apprehensions Of th' uses we were borne to; Such we are Aptest to learn; Ambitious most to know, Of which our chief is Marriage. What you Men Most meditate, we Women seldom dream of. When dream Maids most? When think you? When you lie upon your Backs, come come, your Ear. we now are left alone. Why say we be who should be jealous of us? This is not first of many hundred Nights, That we two have been private, from the first Of our acquaintance, when our Tongues but clipped Our mother's-tongue, and could not speak it plain, we knew each other; As in slatnre, so Increased our sweet Society; Since your travel, And my late Marriage, Through my husband's love, Midnight hath been as Midday, and my Bedchamber, As free to you, as your own Father's house, And you as welcome too 't. I must confess, It is in you, your Noble Courtesy, In him, a more than common confidence, And in this Age, can scarce find precedent. Most true, it is withal an Argument, That both our virtues are so deep impressed In his good thoughts, he knows we cannot err. A villain were he, to deceive such trust, Or (were there one) a much worse character.
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Excellent Sport. But what was the conclusion? The rude multiude, Watching without, and gaping for the spoyle Cast from the windowes, went bith' eares about it; The Constable is called to Attone the broyle, Which done, and hearing such a noise within, Of eminent Ship-racke; enters the house, and finds them In this confusion, They Adore his staffe, And thinke it Neptunes Trident, and that hee Comes with his Tritons, (so they cal'd his watch) To calme the Tempest, and appease the Waues; And at this point, wee left them. Come what will, ile steale out of Doores, And see the end of it, that 'scertaine. Thanks Master Geraldine, for this discourse, Introath it hath much pleased mee, but the night Begins to grow faste on vs, for your parts, You are all young, and you may sit vp late, My eyes begin to summon me to sleepe, And nothing's more offensiue vnto Age, Then to watch long and late. Now good Rest with you. What saies faire Prudentilla? Maids and Widdows, And wee young Batchelors, such as indeed Are fore'd to lie in Solitary beds, And sleepe without disturbance; wee methinks, Should desire later houres; when Married Wines, That in their amorus armes, hug their delights; To often wakings subiect; their more hast, May better be excused. How can you, That are as you confesse, a single man, Enter so farre into these Misticall secrets Of Mariage, which as yet you neuer prooued. There's Lady, an instinct innate in man, Which prompts vs to the apprehensions Of th 'vses wee were borne to; Such we are Aptest to learne; Ambitious most to know, Of which our chiefe is Marriage. What you Men Most meditate, wee Women seldome dreame of. When dreame Maids most? When thinke you? When you lie vpon your Backs, come come, your Eare. Wee now are left alone. Why say wee be who should be iealous of vs? This is not first of many hundred Nights, That wee two haue beene priuate, from the first Of our acquaintance, when our Tongues but clipt Our Mothers-tongue, and could not speake it plaine, Wee knew each other; As in slatnre, so Increast our sweet Societie; Since your trauell, And my late Marriage, Through my Husbands lone, Mid-night hath beene as Mid-day, and my Bed-chamber, As free to you, as your owne Fathers house, And you as welcome too 't. I must confesse, It is in you, your Noble Courtesie, In him, a more then common considence, And in this Age, canscarce find president. Most trew, it is withall an Argument, That both our vertues are so deepe imprest In his good thoughts, hee knowes we cannot erre. A villaine were hee, to deceiue such trust, Or (were there one) a much worse Carracter.