Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Why I have too much of Grace already. Thou hast no grace at all. Nay let's to bed, if thou couldst but imagine how I love thee Luce. How is it possible you can love me, and go about to marry another. Dost thou not know she's rich? Why you fool as soon as I have got her dower, it is but giving her a dram, or a pill to purge melancholy to make her turn up her heels, and then withal that wealth, come I to live with thee my sweet rascal. she thanks you, and is much beholding to you. I am betrayed. Art thou my suiter? would'st thou marry mo ▪ And thy first wife alive, then poison me, To purchase my poor dowry. What shall I say, or think, or do, I am at a Nonplus. Hast thou the face, thou brazen impudence, To look upon me past grace. Thou canst not properly call me past grace, for I never enjoyed thee yet: I cannot tell, whether I blush or no, but I have now at this time, More Grace, than I can tell what to do with. Who drew thee to this folly? Who but the old dotard thy Father, who when I was honestly married to a civil maid, he persuaded me to leave her, I was loath at first but after entreating, urging, and offering me large proffers, I must confess I was seduced to come a-wooing to thee. My father, villain. ay thy father Grace. And were he here I would justify it to the old dotard's face. vild boy thou dar'st not be so impudent. When did I meet thee, seek or sue to thee: When? Name the day, the month, the hour, the year. Plots, plots. I can but cry you mercy both, Say that I have done you wrong, I can be but sorry for it, but indeed to clear you, and lay the fault where it ought to be. All this comes from mine own father in the country, who hearing I had married with Luce. Sends me word of. his blessing to be divorced from her, and to come a suitor to your daughter, I think you have his hand and seal to show. My hand and seal, when was that letter writ. Heyda, if you get one word more of me tonight, but scurvy looks, i'll give you leave to hang me. Vild boy, Ungracious villain. Treacherous youth? No at all? No . This is bad company who hath reduced thee? Speak on my blessing, who hath thus misled thee? But no more lies I charge thee. Bad company hath been the shame of me, I was as virtuously given as any youth in Europe, till I fell into one Boyster's company, 'tis he that hath done all the harm upon me. I. And if he should deny it? What then you'd cry him mercy.
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Why I too much of Grace already▪ Thou hast no grace at all. Nay lets to bed, if thou couldst but imagin how I loue thee Luce. How i it possible you can loue , and go about to marry another. Dost thou not know rich? Why you foole as soone as I haue got her dower, it is but giuing her a dram, or a pill to purge mcholy to make her turne vp her heeles, and then withall that wealth, come Io li with thee my sweete raskall. Shee thanks you, and is much beholding to you. I am betraide. Art thou my suiter? would'st thou marry mo ▪ And thy first wife aliue, then poyson mee, To purchase my poore dowre. What shall I say, or thinke, or doe, I am at Nonplus. Hast thou the face, thou brazen impudence, To looke vpon mee past grace. Thou canst not properly call mee pst grac, for I never inioyd thee yet: I cannot tell, whether I blush or no, but I haue now at this time, More Grace, then I can tell what to doe with. Who drew thee to this folly? Who but the old dotard thy Father, who when I was honestly married to a civill maide, perswaed mee to leaue her, I was loath at first but after intreating, vrging, and offring mee large proffers, I must confesse I was seduc't to come a wooing to thee. My father, villaine. Ey thy father Grace. And were he heere I would Iuifie it to the old dota face. Vil'd boy thou dar'st not bee so impudent. When did I meete thee, seeke or sue to thee: When? Name the day, the month, the houre, the yeare. Plots, plots. I can but cry you rcy both, Say that I haue done you wrong, I can bee but sorry for it, but indeede to cleare you, and lay the fault where it ought to bee. All this comes from mine owne father in the countrey, who hearin I had married with Luce. Sends mee word of. his blessing to bee divorst from her, and to come a suiter to your daughter, I thinke you haue his hand and to show. My hand and seale, when was that letter wri. Heyda, if you get one word more of mee to night, but scurvy lookes, ile giue you leaue to hang mee▪ Vilde boy, Vngratious villaine. Trecherous youth? No at all? No . This is bad company who hath reduc't thee? Speake on my blessing, who hath thus misled thee? But no more lyes I charge thee. Bad company hath bin the shame of mee, I was as vertuously giuen as any youth in Europe, till I fell into one Boysters company, 'tis hee that hath done all the harme vpon mee. I. And if hee should deny it? What then you'd cry him mercy.