Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
You are the man, Thanks granam, what thou promised thou hast done. And leaving him, I take you for my son. Two gone, then where's the third, this makes me mad, where is my wife then, for a wife I had. Not see thy wife. Come hither jack my boy. Nay take him to thee, and with him all joy. Well art thou served to be a general scorn, To all thy blood: and if not for our sakes, For thy soul's health and credit of the world, Have some regarded to me, to me thy father. Enough sir: if I should say I would become A new man; You would not take my word. If I should swear. I would amend my life, You would not take mine oath, if I should bind myself, to become an honest man you would scarce take my bond. I should do none of these. Then see sir, when to all your judgements I see me past grace, do lay hold of Grace, and here begin to retire myself, this woman hath lent me a glass, in which I see all my imperfections, at which my conscience doth more blush inwardly, than my face outwardly, and now I dare confidently undertake for myself I am honest. Then I dare confidently undertake to help you to a wife who desires to have an honest man or none, look on me well, simple though I stand here I am your wife, blush not at your folly man, perhaps I have more in me, than you expect from me. Knavery and riot both which, are now to me mean forage. You and I have been better acquainted and yet search me not too far lest you shame me, look on me well, nay better, better yet, i'll assure you I left of a petticoat when I put on these breeches, What say you now, she scatters her hair. First love, and best beloved? Let me be both or neither. My boy turned girl I hope she'll keep my counsel from henceforth, i'll never entertain any servant but i'll have her searched. Her love hath drawn her hither after him. My loving daughter welcome thou hast run, A happy course to see my son thus changed. Father, call me once again your son, and sir Harry me your friend: Sencer an hand, and mistress Grace an heart, in honourable love. Where I have wronged you Luce forgive. Impute my errors to my youth not me, with Grace I interchange, an embrace with you Luce, a parting buss I wish you all joy, divide my part amongst you, thou my soul. Nay mother midnight there's some love for you. Out of thy folly, being reputed wise, we, self conceited have our follys found: Bear thou the name of all these comic acts. Luce and Grace, (O covetous man) I see, I sought to engross what now sufficeth three. Yet each one wife, enough, one Nuptial Feast: Shall serve three Bridals where, be thou chief guest.
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You are the man, Thanks granam, what thou promist thou hast done. And leauing him, I take you for my sonne. Two gone, then wheres the third, this mak mee mad, where is my wife then, for a wife I had. Not see thy wife. Come hither jack my boy. Nay take him to thee, and with him all joy. Well art thou seru'd to bee a generall scorne, To all thy bloud: and if not for our sakes, For thy soules health and credit of the world, Haue some regarded to mee, to mee thy father. Enough sir: if I should say I would become A new man; You would not take my word. If I should sweare. I would amend my life, You would not take mine oath, if I should bind my selfe, to become an honest man you would scarce take my bond. I should doe none of these. Then sir, when to all your judgements I see me past grace, do lay hold of Grace, and heere begin to retyre my selfe, this woman hath lent mee a glasse, in which I see all my imperfections, at which my conscience doth more blush inwardly, then my face outwardly, and now I dare confidently vndertake for my selfe I am honest. Then I dare confidently vndertake to helpe you to a wife who desires to haue an honest man or none, looke on mee well, simple though I stand heere I am your wife, blush not at your folly man, perhaps I haue more in mee, then you expect from mee. Knavery and riot both which, are now to mee meane foige. You and I haue bin better acqinted and yet search mee not too farre least you shame mee, looke on mee well, nay better, better yet, ile assure you I left of a petticoate when I put on these breeches, What say you now, shee skatters her hayre. First loue, and best beloved? Let me bee both or neither. My boy turn'd girle I hope shee'l keepe my counsell from henceforth, ile never entertaine any servant but ile haue her searcht. Her love hath drawne her hither after him. My loving daughter welcome thou hast runne, A happy course to see my sonne thus chang'd. Father, call mee once againe your sonne, nd sir Harry mee your friend: an hand, and mistresse Grace an hart, in honourable loue. Where I hane wrong'd you Luce forgiue. Impute my errours to my youth not , with Grace I interchange, an imbrace with you Luce, a parting busse I wish you all joy, devide my art amongst you, thou my soule. Nay mother midnight theres some loue for you. Out of thy folly, beeing reputed wise, Wee, selfe conceated ha our follyes found: Beare thou the name of all these comick acts. Luce and Grace, (O covetous man) I see, I sought to ingrosse what now suceth three. Yet each one wife, enough, one Nuptiall Feast: Shall serue three Bridalls , bee thou chiefe guest.