Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1632 [licensed for stage, Apr 20] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 488 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
To laugh, but not to lie down, why! prithee do! Go y'are a foolish creature, and not worth My services. A loud that they may hear, The more the merrier, I'll take't as kindly As if thou hadst given me the Exchange, what all this cloud Without a shower? Y'are most ingrateful! Good, abominable peevish, and a wench That would be beaten, beaten black and blue. And then perhaps she may have colour for't, Come, come, you cannot scold with confidence Nor with grace, you should look big and swear You are no gamester, practise Dice And Cards a little better, you will get Many confusions and fine curses by't. Is not she mad? To show I have my reason I'll give you some good Council; and be plain wi'ye None that have eyes, will follow the direction Of a blind guide, and what d'ee thing of Cupid? Women are either fools, or very wise, Take that from me, the foolish women are Not worth your love, and if a woman know How to be wise, she won't care for you. Do you give all this Council without a Fee? Come, be less wild! I know you cannot be So hard of soul. Prithee let my body alone! Why are you thus peremptory? had Your mother been so cruel to mankind, This heresy to love, with you had been unborn. My mother was no maid. How Lady? She was married long ere I was borne, I take it, Which I shall never be, that rules infallible, I would not have you fooled itt'h expectation, A favour all my Suitors cannot boast of, Go home and say your prayers, I won't look For thanks till seven year hence. I know not what To say, yes I will home and think a Satire, Waseer man Ieer'd thus for his good will? The Licence willbe soon dispatched. Leave that To my care Lady, and let him presume, Whom you intend to bless with such a gift, Seal on your lips the assurance of his heart, I have more wings than Mercury, expect Your servant in three minutes. Take more time! You'll over heat yourself and catch a surfeit. My nimble Lady I ha' business, we Will have a Dialogue another time. You do intend to marry him then. I have promised To be his wife, and for his more security This morning. How? this morning? What should one That has resolved lose time? I do not love Much ceremony, suits in love, should not Like suits in Law, be racked from term to term. You will join issue presently, without your council, You may be over thrown; take heed, I have known wives That have been over thrown in their own case, and after Non suited too, that's twice to be undone, But take your course, some widows have been mortified. And Maids do now and then meet with their match.
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To laugh, but not to ly downe, why! prethe do! Goe y'are a foolish creature, and not worth My services. A loud that they may hear, The more the merrier, Ile tak't as kindly As if thou hadst given me the Exchange, what all this cloud Without a shower? Y'are most ingratefull! Good, abominable peevish, and a wench That would be beaten, beaten blacke and blew. And then perhaps she may have colour for't, Come, come, you cannot scold with confidence Nor with grace, you should looke bigge and swear You are no gamster, practise Dice And Cardes a little better, you will get Many confusions and fine curses by't. Is not she mad? To shew I have my reason Ile give you some good Councell; and be plaine wo'yee None that have eyes, will follow the direction Of a blinde guide, and what dee thing of Cupid? Women are either fooles, or very wise, Take that from me, the foolish women ar Not worth your love, and if a woman know How to be wise, she wonot care for you. Do you give all this Councell without a Fee? Come, be lesse wild! I know you cannot be So hard of soule. Prethee let my body alon! Why are you thus peremptory? had Your mother bin so cruell to mankinde, This heresy to love, with you had bin unborne. My mother was no maide. How Lady? She was married long ere I was borne, I take it, Which I shall never be, that rules infallible, I would not have you foold it'h expectation, A favour all my Sutors cannot baost of, Goe home and say your praiers, I wonot looke For thanks till seven yeare hence. I know not what To say, yes I will home and thinke a Satyre, Waseer man Ieer'd thus for his good will? The Licence wilbe soone dispatcht. Leave that To my care Lady, and let him preume, Whom you intend to blesse with such a gift, Seale on your lips the assurance of his heart, I have more wings then Mercury, expect Your servant in three minutes. Take more time! Youle over heate your selfe and catch a surfet. My nimble Lady I ha busines, wee Will have a Dialogue another time. You do intend to marry him then. I have promised To be his wife, and for his more security This morning. How? this morning? What should one That has resolv'd lose time? I do not love Much ceremony, suits in love, should not Like suits in Law, be rack'd from tearme to tearme. You will joyne issue presently, without your councell, You may be ore throwne; take heed, I have knowne wives That have bin ore throwne in their owne case, and after Non suited too, thats twice to be undone, But take your course, some Widdowes have bin mortifyed. And Maides do now and then meete with their match.