Shakespeare, William / Fletcher, John · published 1634 · first performed or written 1613 [1613-1614] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.87 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
I am content If we shall keep our wedding there. 'tis true For there I will assure you, we shall find Some blind Priest for the purpose, that will venture To marry us, for here they are nice, and foolish; Besides my father must be hanged to morrow And that would be a blot i'th' business Are not you Palamon? Do not you know me? Yes, but you care not for me; I have nothing But this poor petticoat, and too corpse Smocks. That's all one, I will have you. Will you surely? Yes by this fair hand will I. we'll to bed then. Even when you will. O Sir, you would fain be nibbling. Why do you rub my kiss off? 'tis a sweet one, And will perfume me finely against the wedding. Is not this your Cosen Arcite? Yes sweetheart, And I am glad my Cosen Palamon Has made so fair a choice. Do you think he'll have me? Yes without doubt. Do you think so too? Yes. We shall have many children: Lord, how y'are grown, My Palamon I hope will grow too finely Now he's at liberty: Alas poor Chicken He was kept down with hard meat, and ill lodging But i'll kiss him up again. What do you here, you'll lose the noblest sight That e'er was seen. Are they i'th' Field? They are You bear a charge there too. I'll away straight I must even leave you here. Nay we'll go with you, I will not lose the Fight. How did you like her? I'll warrant you within these 3. or 4 days I'll make her right again. You must not from her But still preserve her in this way. I will, Le's get her in. Come sweet we'll go to dinner And then we'll play at Cards. And shall we kiss too? A hundred times And twenty. I and twenty. And then we'll sleep together. Take her offer. Yes marry will we. But you shall not hurt me. I will not sweet. If you do (Love) i'll cry. I'll no step further. Will you lose this sight? I had rather see a wren hawk at a fly Then this decision every; blow that falls Threats a brave life, each stroke laments The place whereon it falls, and sounds more like A Bell, than blade: I will stay here, It is enough my hearing shall be punished, With what shall happen, 'gainst the which there is No deaffing, but to hear; not taint mine eye With dread sights, it may shun. Sir, my good Lord Your Sister will no further. Oh she must. She shall see deeds of honour in their kind, Which sometime show well pencild. Nature now Shall make, and act the Story, the belief Both sealed with eye, and ear; you must be present, You are the victor's meed, the price, and garland To crown the Questions title. Pardon me, If I were there, I'd wink
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I am content If we shall keepe our wedding there. Tis true For there I will assure you, we shall finde Some blind Priest for the purpose, that will venture To marry us, for here they are nice, and foolish; Besides my father must be hang'd to morrow And that would be a blot i'th Are not you Palamon? Doe not you know me? Yes, but you care not for me; I have nothing But this pore petticoate, and too corse Smockes. That's all one, I will have you. Will you surely? Yes by this faire hand will I. Wee'l to bed then. Ev'n when you will. O Sir, you would faine be nibling. Why doe you rub my kisse off? Tis a sweet one, And will perfume me finely against the wedding. Is not this your Cosen Arcite? Yes sweetheart, And I am glad my Cosen Palamon Has made so faire a choice. Doe you thinke hee'l have me? Yes without doubt. Doe you thinke so too? Yes. We shall have many children: Lord, how y'ar growne, My Palamon I hope will grow too finely Now he's at liberty: Alas poore Chicken He was kept downe with hard meate, and ill lodging But ile kisse him up againe. What doe you here, you'l loose the noblest sight That ev'r was seene. Are they i'th Field? They are You beare a charge there too. Ile away straight I must ev'n leave you here. Nay wee'l goe with you, I will not loose the Fight. How did you like her? Ile warrant you within these 3. or 4 daies Ile make her right againe. You must not from her But still preserve her in this way. I will, Lets get her in. Come sweete wee'l goe to dinner And then weele play at Cardes. And shall we kisse too? A hundréd times And twenty. I and twenty. And then wee'l sleepe together. Take her offer. Yes marry will we. But you shall not hurt me. I will not sweete. If you doe (Love) ile cry. Ile no step further. Will you loose this sight? I had rather see a wren hawke at a fly Then this decision ev'ry; blow that falls Threats a brave life, each strake laments The place whereon it fals, and sounds more like A Bell, then blade: I will stay here, It is enough my hearing shall be punishd, With what shall happen, gainst the which there is No deaffing, but to heare; not taint mine eye With dread sights, it may shun. Sir, my good Lord Your Sister will no further. Oh she must. She shall see deeds of honour in their kinde, Which sometime show well pencild. Nature now Shall make, and act the Story, the beleife Both seald with eye, and eare; you must be present, You are the victours meede, the price, and garlond To crowne the Questions title. Pardon me, If I were there, I'ld winke