Heywood, Thomas / Brome, Richard · published 1634 · first performed or written 1634 (Annals) comedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 496 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Marry but i'll not undertake her at these years, if lusty Lawrence cannot do't. But has she beaten him? Grievously broke his head in I know not how many places: of which the hoydens have taken notice, and will have a Skimmington on horseback presently. Look ye, here comes both plaintiff and defendant. How now Lawrence, what has thy wedlock brought thee already to thy nightcap? Yie gadwat sir, I ware wadded but awe to seun. Han ye reeson to complain or ay trow ye gaffer Downought? Wa warth the day that ever I wadded a Downought. Nay hold Parnel hold. We have heard enough of your valour already, wee know you have beaten him, let that suffice. Ware ever poor maiden betrayed as ay ware unto a swag-bellied Carl that cannot awe waw that cannot. What says she? I know not, she caterwauls I think. Parnel be patient good Parnell, and a little modest too, 'tis not amiss, we know not the relish of every ear that hears us, let's talk within ourselves. What's the defect? What's the impediment? Lawrence has had a lusty name among the Bachelors. What he wore when he ware a Bachelor, I know better than the best maid i'th' tawn. I wad I had not. Peace Parnell. 'Twere that, that cozened me, he has not now as he had then? Peace good Parnell. For then he could, but now he cannot, he cannot. Fie Parnel fie. I say again and again, he cannot, he cannot. Alas poor Parnel. I am not a bit the better for him sin weigh ware wad. Cries Here's good stuff for a jury of women to pass upon. But Parnel, why have you beaten him so grievously? What would you have him do in this case? He's out of a doing case it seems. Marry sir, and beat him will I into his grave, or back to the Priest, and be unwadded agone, for I won't be band to lig with him and live with him the laife of an honest woman for awe the layves good i' Loncoshire. An honest woman: that's a good mind Parnel What say you to this Lawrence? Keep her of o'me, and I shan teln yeou, and she be by I am nobody: But keep her off and search me, let me be searched as never witch was searched, and find any thing mor or lass upon me than a sufficient mon should have, and let me be honked by't. Do you hear this Parnell? Ah leear, leear, mi tack the leear, troist ye and hung ye. Alas it is too plain, the poor fellow is bewitched. Here's a plain Maleficium versus hanc now. And so is she bewitched too into this immodesty. She would never talk so else I prayn you gi' me the lere of'at Latin sir. The meaning is, you must get half a dozen bastards Within this twelvemonth, and that will mend your next marriage.
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Marry but ile not undertake her at these yeares, if lusty Lawrence cannot do't. But has she beaten him? Grievously broke his head in I know not how many places: of which the hoydens have taken notice, and will have a Skimington on horse-backe presently. Looke ye, here comes both plaintiffe and defendant. How now Lawrence, what has thy wedlock brought thee already to thy night-cap? Yie gadwat sir, I ware wadded but aw to seun. Han yeou reeson to complayne or ay trow yeou gaffer Downought? Wa warth the day that ever I wadded a Downought. Nay hold Parnel hold. We have heard enough of your valour already, wec know you have beaten him, let that suffice. Ware ever poore mayden betrayed as a ware unto a swagbellied Carle that cannot aw waw that cannot. What saies she? I know not, she catterwawles I think. Parnel be patient good Parnell, and a little modest too, 'tis not amisse, wee know not the relifh of every eare that heares vs, lets talke within our selves. Whats the defect? Whats the impediment? Lawrence has had a lusty name among the Batchllors. What he ware when he ware a Batchelor, I know better than the best maid ith tawne. I wad I had not. Peace Parnell. 'Tware that, that cossen'd me, he has not now as he had than? Peace good Parnell. For then he could, nt now he connot, he connot. Fie Parnel fie. I say agean and agean, hee connot, he connot. Alas poore arnel. I am not a bit the beter for him sin wye ware wad. Cries Heres good stuff for a jurie of women to passe upon. But Parnel, why have you beaten him so grievously? What would you have him doe in this case? He's out of a doing case it seemes. Marry sir, and beat him will into his grave, or backe to the Priest, and be unwaddded agone, for I wonot bee baund to lig with him and live with him the laife of an honest woman for aw the layves good i'Loncoshire. An honest woman: thats a good mind Parnel What say you to this Lawrence? Keepe her of o'me, and I shan teln eou, and she be by I am no body: But keep her off and search me, let me be searcht as never witch was searcht, and finde ony thing mor or lasse upo me than a sufficient mon shold have, and let me be hon by't. Do you heare this Parnell? Ah leear, leear, deell tacke the leear, troist yee and hong yee. Alasse it is too plaine, the poore fellow is bewitcht. Heres a plaine Maleficium versus hanc now. And so is she bewitcht too into this immodesty. She would never talke so else I prayn yeow gi' me the lere o'that Latine sir. The meaning is, you must get halfe a dozen bastards Within this twelvemoneth, and that will mend your next mariage.