Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Sooth badly, she has been, Planet-struck e'er since you went? she fell into a Lethargy since noon, a kind of qualm came o'er her stomach like a Cramp or a Convulsion? The meaning of this Music? We had a Wedding today, and the young fry tickle trench-more. A Wedding, and here this day. Bless me what prodigious Object Is yond, that blasts mine eyes, and like a thief, Steals my understanding! certes 'tis she. Is it not speak Ursula? I know not, for had she as many bodies as hearts, she might be here, and yonder too. Now by my life. Nay swear not; if you have any ill language to spare I'll send my cousin to you presently. Strange fears assail my senses, and begins Conflicts of despairs, doubts, and fears, And but I have a resolution fixed On her fidelity; this frontispiece And other entertainments might confirm Former presages. Who is't would speak with me? One that may be jealous though he wears no yellow. Her sight like to a cordial has expelled All former gross suggestions, methinks I taste my happiness ere I touch it. Beshrew thy heart for this. Beshrew your own false, if their be ill 'tis of your own begetting i'll provide Cock-broths, and caudles for your old cock-sparrow. she's dumb with joy, and I like to a man Entranced with joys unutterable, cannot speak? But I have lost myself, I am awake, And see a substance more than dreamers do, Thus in the arms of love I do enfold thee. I do not know you— touch me not? I wonder then how I dare know myself, When thou forgettest me? I had thought Had I been sullied with the sooty Moore, Or tanned with heat like some Egyptian slave, Or spotted like the Persian Leopards, Or in the worst form can be termed, Or imagined, yet thou couldst have known me, I am thy Bateman Nan! If you be Bateman; 'twere best you traveled from my father's ground lest he indite you? If he should, yet if thou stand the judge I know thou wilt acquit me of the crime? But thou art pleasant, and like to a tender nurse Heightens my infant joys before it comes, Be not so strange, this nicety in you, Has not been usual. It must be now for I am married. I know thou art, to me my fairest Nan. Our vows were made to Heaven, and on Earth They must be ratified, in part they are By giving of a pledge, a piece of Gold. Which when we broke, jointly then we swore Alive or dead for to enjoy each other, And so we will spite of thy father's frowns. You talk idly sir; these sparks of love That were 'twixt you, and I, are quite extinct Pacify yourself, you may speed better, You'll show much wit, and judgement if you do? She flouts me.
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Sooth badly, she has beene, Planet-strucke e're since you went? she fell into a Lethargy since noone, a kind of qualme came o're her stomacke like a Crampe or a Connulsion? The meaning of this Musique? VVe had a VVedding to day, and the young fry tickle trench-more. A VVedding, and here this day. Blesse me what prodigious Object Is yond, that blasts mine eies, and like a theife, Steales my understanding! certes tis shee▪ Is it not speake Vrsula? I know not, for had she as many bodies as harts, she might be here, and yonder too. Now by my life. Nay sweare not; if you have any ill language to spare I'le send my Cozen to you presently. Strange feares assaile my senses, and begins Conflicts of despaires, doubts, and feares, And but I have a resolution fixt On her fidelity; this frontispice And other entertainments might confirme Former presages. VVho ist would speake with me? One that may be jealous though he weares no yellow. Her sight like to a cordiall has expell'd All former grosse suggestions, me thinkes I tast my happines e're I touch it. Beshrew thy hart for this. Beshrew your owne false, if their be ill tis of your owne begetting i'le provide Cocke-brothes, and caudles for your old Cock-sparow. Shees dumbe with joy, and I like to a man Intranc'd with joyes un-utterable, cannot speake? But I have lost my selfe, I am awake, And see a substance more then dreamers doe, Thus in the armes of love I doe enfould thee. I doe not know you—touch me not? I wonder then how I dare know my selfe, When thou forget'st me? I had thought Had I ben sullide with the sooty Moore, Or tan'd with heate like some Egiptian slave, Or spoted like the Persian Leopardes, Or in the worst forme can be termn'd, Or imagin'd, yet thou coulds have knowne me, I am thy Bateman Nan! If you be Bateman; T'were best you traveld from my fathers ground Least he indite you? If he should, yet if thou stand the judge I know thou wilt acquit me of the crime? But thou art pleasant, and like to a tender nurse Heightens my infant joyes before it comes, Be not so strange, this nicety in you, Has not beene usuall. It must be now for I am married. I know thou art, to me my fairest Nan. Our vowes were made to Heaven, and on Earth They must be ratifide, in part they are By giving of a pledge, a peice of Gold. Which when we broke, joyntly then we swore Alive or dead for to enjoy each other, And so we will spight of thy fathers frownes. You talke idely sir; these sparks of love That were twixt you, and I, are quite extinct Pacifie your selfe, you may speede better, Youle show much wit, and judgment if you doe? She floutes me.