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 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
This was a day of peace, The day wherein the holy priest hath tied Our hearts together, Hymen's Tapers yet Are burning, and it cannot be a sin Less than a sacrilege, to extinguish them With blood, and in contempt of heavens proceeding Thus to conspire our separation No Christian would profane the marriage day, And when all other wish us joys, could you Intrude yourself to poison all our mirth, Blast in the very bud all our happiness Our hopes had laid up for us. I was a stranger, That makes ye more uncivil, we were merry Which could not offend you. I had no thought To violate your mirth. What came you for? With whom had ye acquaintance, or what favour Gave you access, at so unfit a time To interrupt our calm and free delights; You cannot plead any abuse, where you Were never known, that should incite you to Revenge it there, I take it you were never His Rival. 'tis confessed! What malice then Prevailed above your reason to pursue us With this injustice? Lady, give me leave! I were a villain to be guilty of The baseness you accuse me? your servant Shall quit me from intrusion, and my soul Is my best witness, that I brought no malice But unstained thoughts into your roof, but when I was made the common laughter, I had been Less than a man, to think of no return And had he been the only of my blood, I would not be so much the shame of soldier To have been rammed and suffered, and you are Too hasty in your judgement, I could say More, but 'tis dishonour to expostulate These causes with a woman, I had reason To call him to account, you know not all My provocation, things are not with me as with another man. How is that? the matter May spread too far, some former quarrel, 'tis My best to reconcile 'em, sir I may Be ignorant if any thing have passed Before this morning, I pray pardon m But as you are a gentleman, let me Prevail, your differences may here conclude; 'Las I am part of him now, and between A Widow and his wife, if I be thus Divorced— I'll be his servant. Sir you show A noble disposition, good my Lord Compose their differences, prithee meet his friendship. I have satisfaction, and desire his love. thoust done but like a gentleman, thy hand I'll love thee while I live. Why so all friends. I meet it with a heart, and for disturbing Your mirth today. No, no disturbance. Then give me but the favour To show I wish no sorrow to the bride, I have a small oblation, which she must Accept, or I shall doubt we are not friends, 'tis all I have to offer at your Wedding. Ha. There's my hand to justify it at fit time, Peruse it, my Lord I shall be studious How to deserve your favour. I am yours.
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This was a day of peace, The day wherein the holy priest hath tyed Our hearts together, Hymen's Tapers yet Are burning, and it cannot be a sinne Lesse than a sacriledge, to extinguish them With blood, and in contempt of heavens proceeding Thus to conspire our separation No Christian would prophane the marriage day, And when all other wish us joyes, could you Intrude your selfe to poyson all our mirth, Blast in the very bud all our happinesse Our hopes had layd up for us. I was a stranger, That makes ye more uncivill, w wer merry Which could not offend you. I had no thought To violat your mirth. What came you for? With whom had ye acquaintance, or what favour Gave you accesse, at so unfit a time To interrupt our calme and free delights; You cannot plead any abuse, where you Were never knowne, that should incite you to Revenge it there, I take it you were never His Rivall. Tis confest! What malice then Prevail'd above your reason to pursu us With this injustice? Lady, give me leave! I were a villaine to be guilty of The basenesse you accuse me? your servant Shall quit me from intrusion, and my soule Is my best witnesse, that I brought no malice But unstay'nd thoughts into your roofe, but when I was made the common laughter, I had bin Lesse than a man, to thinke of no returne And had he beene the onely of my blood, I would not be so much the shame of soldir To have beene am'd and suffered, and you are Too hasty in your judgement, I could say More, but tis dishonour to expostulate These causes with a woman, I had reason To call him to account, you know not all My provocation, things are not with me as with another man. How is that? the matter May spread too farre, some former quarrell, tis My best to reconcile em, sir I may Be ignorant if any thing have past Before this morning, I pray pardon m But as you are a gentleman, let me▪ Prevaile, your differences may here conclude; 'Las I am part of him now, and betweene A Widdow and his wife, if I be thus Divorc'd— Ile be his servant. Sir you shew A noble disposition, good my Lord Compose their differences, prethee mete his friendship. I have satisfaction, and desire his love. Th'ast done but like a gentleman, thy hand Ile love thee while I live. Why so all friends. I meete it with a heart, and for disturbing Your mirth to day. No, no disturbance. Then give me but th favour To shew I wish no sorrow to the bride, I have a small oblation, which she must Accept, or I shall doubt we are not friends, Tis all I have to offer at your Wedding. Ha. There's my hand to justifie it at fit tim, Peruse it, my Lord I shall be studious How to deserve your favour. I am yours.