Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Nov 14] (Annals) tragedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy typicality 0.75 · 497 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
And yet does not concern me in a higher nature than My friend, a scurvy chance late happened to him One that he loved most dearly, you will scarce Believe, made him a Cuckold That all? That all. D'ee understand what I have said? Yes a friend was made a Cuckold by a friend He did his wife and him a courtesy. Go home and pray, you're in a desperate state This is enough to weigh thee down to hell I am not of your mind, and I had done't myself, I should Never had so much despair as to hang myself, why 'tis as Common as shifting a trencher But hark you sir, howe'er you talk you cannot in your judgement think so, are you married? What d'ee see in my forehead you should think me so miserable? I'll tell you then, what a wife is, or should be I can tell you, what they should be, What? They should be honest and love their husbands, and for their Sakes their bastards, which if they understand they are bound, to keep, because their ill conditions drive us a broad to get 'em. No, hear me. A wife is man's best piece, who till he marries Wants making up, she is the shrine to which Nature doth send us forth on Pilgrimage, She was a scion taken from that tree Into which if she have no second grafting The world can have no fruit, she is man's arithmetic which teaches him to number And multiply himself in his own children, She is the good man's Paradise, and the bad's First step to heaven, a treasure which who wants Cannot be trusted to posterity Nor pay his own debts, she is a golden sentence Writ by our maker, which the Angels may Discourse of, only men know how to use And none but devils violate All this you'll justify a wife Now tell me Signior what punishment That man deserves, that should deface or steal This wealth away. How mean you in the way of lying with her? I am of my first opinion, there is not much treason In't, if she be handsome But is there no respect of friendship to be observed? Nor kindred much in such a case Would you not chide your son that should abuse his Dear friends wife or Mistress? Yes if he should abuse her, but if he did but lie with her I should commend him, make the case your own would you deny a friend that wanted linen the courtesy of your clean shirt? a woman is a more necessary wearing, and yet never the worse for't Away thou wot infect my dwelling else, To what a monster, is man grown Fare you well sir, I ha' but answered to your questions Cynic I'll hold thy lantern now, and go with thee Through Athens and the world to find one man That's honest. My Master remembers his humble service
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Length
497 words · 600 tokens
Topic (seed 42)
T23 — Husbands, wives and jealousycross-work theme (confirmed, in the genre comparison) · typicality 0.755 (cosine to the topic centroid)
Other seeds
seed 43: unassigned · seed 44: unassigned — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
And yet does not concerne me in a higher nature then My friend, a scuruy chance late hapn'ed to him One that he lov'd most deerely, you will scarce Beleeve, made him a Cuckold That all? That all. Dee understand what I have said? Yes a friend was made a Cuckold by a friend He did his wife and him a curtesie. Go home and pray, y'are in a desperate state This is enough to weigh thee downe to hell I am not of your mind, and I had don't my selfe, I should Never had so much despaire as to hang my selfe, why tis as Common as shifting a trencher But harke you sir, how ere you talkeou cannot in your judgement thinke so, are you married? What dee see in my forehead you should thinke me so miserable? Ile tell you then, what a wife is, or should be I can tell you, what they should be, What? They should be honest and love their husbands, and for their Sakes their bastards, which if they understand they are bound, to keepe, because their ill conditions drive us a broad to get 'em. No, heare me. A wife is mans best peece, who till he marries Wants making up, she is the shrine to which Nature doth send us forth on Pilgrimage, She was a syens taken from that tree Into which if she have no second grafting The world can have no fruit, she is mans Arithemeticke which teaches him to number And multiply himselfe in his owne children, She is the good mans Paradise, and the bads First step to heaven, a treasure which who wants Cannot be trusted to posterity Nor pay his owne debts, she is a golden sentence Writ by our maker, which the Angells may Discourse of, only men know how to use And none but devills violate All this youle justifie a wife Now tell me Signior what punishment That man deserves, that should deface or steale This wealth away. How meane you in the way of lying with her? I am of my first opinion, there is not much treason In't, if she be hansome But is there no respect of friendship to be observ'd? Nor kindred much in such a case Would you not chide your sonne that should abuse his Deere friends wife or Mistresse? Yes if he should abuse her, but if he did but ly with her I should commend him, make the case your owne would you deny a friend that wanted linnen the curtesie of your cleane shirt? a woman is a more necessary wearing, and yet never the worse for't Away thou wot infect my dwelling else, To what a monster, is man growne Fare you well sir, I ha but answered to your questions Cynick Ile hold thy Lanthorne now, and goe with thee Through Athens and the world to find one man That's honest. My Master remembers his humble service