The Night Walker, or The Little Thief · chunk 2 of 39
Fletcher, John / Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written c.1611(?) [revised by Shirley and re-licensed for stage, May 11, 1633] (Annals) comedy · Lady Elizabeth's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 511 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Thou wilt not rob thy Sister. She shall account me for her Eggs and Cheeses. A pretty Girl, did not old Algripe love her, A very pretty Girl she was. Some such thing, But he was too wise to fasten; let her pass. Then where's thy Mistress? Where you sha'not find her, Nor know what stuff she is made on, no indeed Sir, I chose her not for your use. Sure she is handsome. Yes indeed is she, she is very handsome, but that's all one You'll come tooth marriage. Is it today. Now, now, they are come from Church now. Any great preparation, Does Justice Algripe show his power. Very glorious, and glorious people there. I may meet with him yet ere I die as cunning as he is. You may do good Tom at the marriage, We have Plate and dainty things. Do you no harm Sir, For yet methinks the marriage should be marred If thou mayst have thy will, farewell, say nothing. You are welcome noble friends. I thank you Sir, Nephew to the old Lady, his name is Wildbrain, And willed his best condition. I have heard of him, I pray ye tell me Sir, is young Maria merry After her marriage rites? does she look lively? How does she like her man? Very scurvily, And as untowardly she prepares herself, But 'tis mine aunt's will, that this dull metal Must be mixed with her to allay her handsomeness. Had Hartlove no fast friends? His means are little, And where those littles are, as little comforts Ever keep company: I know she loves him, His memory beyond the hopes of— Beyond the Indies in his mouldy Cabinets, But 'tis her unhandsome fate. I am sorry for't, Here comes poor Frank, nay we are friends, start not Sir, We see your willow and are sorry for, And though it be a wedding we are half mourners. Good Gentlemen remember not my fortunes. They are not to be helped with words. Look up man, A proper sensible fellow and shrink for a Wench, Are there no more? or is she all the handsomeness? Prithee leave fooling. Prithee leave thou whining, Have maids forgot to love? You are injurious. Let 'em alone a while, they'll follow thee. Come good Frank, Forget now, since there is no remedy, And show a merry face, as wise men would do. Be a free guest, and think not of those passages. Think how to nick him home, thou know'st she dotes on thee; Graft me a dainty meddler on his crabstock; Pay me the dreaming puppy. Well, make your mirth, the whilst I bear my misery; Honest minds would ha' better thoughts. I am her kinsman, And love her well, am tender of her youth, Yet honest Frank, before I would have that stinkard, That walking rotten tomb, enjoy her maidenhead. Prithee leave mocking. Prithee Frank believe me, Go to consider, hark, they knock to dinner, Come wilt thou go? I prithee Frank go with us, And laugh and dance as we do.
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Thou wilt not rob thy Sister. She shall account me for her Egges and Cheeses. A pretty Girle, did not old Algripe love her, A very pretty Girle she was. Some such thing, But he was too wise to fasten; let her passe. Then where's thy Mistresse? Where you shannot finde her, Nor know what stuffe she is made on, no indeed Sir, I chose her not for your use. Sure she is handsome. Yes indeed is she, she is very handsome, but that's all one Youle come toth marriage. Is it to day. Now, now, they are come from Church now. Any great preparation, Does Justice Algripe shew his power. Very glorious, and glorious people there. I may meet with him yet er'e I die as cunning as he is. You may doe good Tom at the marriage, We have Plate and daintie things. Doe you no harme Sir, For yet me thinkes the marriage should be mar'd If thou maist have thy will, farewell, say nothing. You are welcome noble friends. I thanke you Sir, Nephew to the old Lady, his name is Wildbraine, And wild his best condition. I have heard of him, I pray ye tell me Sir, is young Maria merry After her marriage rites? does she looke lively? How does she like her man? Very scurvely, And as untowardly she prepares herselfe, But tis mine Ants will, that this dull mettall Must be mixt with her to allay her handsomenesse. Had Hartlove no fast friends? His meanes are little, And where those littles are, as little comforts Ever keepe company: I know she loves him, His memory beyond the hopes of — Beyond the Indies in his mouldy Cabinets, But tis her unhansome fate. I am sorry fort, Here comes poore Franke, nay we are friends, start not Sir, We see your willow and are sorry for, And though it be a wedding we are halfe mourners. Good Gentlemen remember not my fortunes. They are not to be help'd with words. Looke up man, A proper sensible fellow and shrinke for a Wench, Are there no more? or is she all the hansomnesse? Prethee leave fooling. Prethee leave thou whining, Have maides forgot to love? You are injurious. Let 'em alone a while, thei'le follow thee. Come good Franke, Forget now, since there is no remedy, And shew a merry face, as wise men would doe. Be a free guest, and thinke not of those passages. Thinke how to nicke him home, thou knowst she dotes on thee; Graffe me a daintie medler on his crabstocke; Pay me the dreaming puppy. Well, make your mirth, the whilst I beare my misery; Honest mindes woud ha better thoughts. I am her kinsman, And love her well, am tender of her youth, Yet honest Franke, before I would have that stinkard, That walking rotten tombe, enjoy her maidenhead. Prethee leave mocking. Prethee Franke beleeve me, Go to consider, harke, they knocke to dinner, Come wo't thou goe? I prethee Franke goe with us, And laugh and dance as we doe.