Glapthorne, Henry · published 1640 · first performed or written 1636 [licensed for stage, Mar 12] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 493 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Now you name, where is Mr. Sconce? 'tis my cue now. O father I me here they have given me a touch, a very scurvy touch, I am a brother of the Twibills, and I am married too, but I need not fear being a Cuckold. Mris. you know the Gent. My servant Lovering married to Mr. Sconce! You'll get brave boys I doubt not. I and wenches too; come hither, we will be man and wife, that's certain, nay and lie together, so we will, you shall behave yourself well enough like a woman: but that you have a stiff impediment forbearing Children: but give me thy hand, shall's be drunk together? He is scarce sober yet I think. e tell you father, ere I▪ went to the Church I had gotten a touch in the 'Crowne, the Twibil Knigh my had made me'drunke, and got my by these I know not: But ha, let me see, this should be my suite, tis it, by valour it is: doe you heare good man Foxe, how crept you into this Lyons case? What means this new married man? Do you jeer me, with a touch of that? hark you husband, Though I be your wife, you shall not hinder me from claiming my own Breeches. Mistress a word with you too you put a gentle touch upon me did you not? But I shall know you hereafter, I'll say no more, and touch you boldly for it. You're very merrily disposed Sir: had it not been to have done Sir Martin's Nephew, I should not have been fooled so. I'll try his temper though. No matter Lovring thou art a Gent. And since I am resolved from Master Freewit, That he'll not have me now, (though I were willing) To toot the least remembrance of him Out of my breast, by this my happier choice, I'll marry thee. But let him marry you though if he dare, i'll sue the Statute of Bigamy upon him, he shall be hanged for being double married. In this one act She only appears woman, all her Saint, Speak her a Saint. I did not think her heart Could have resumed (though than rejected me) A baser choice, Sir you've good Fortune: Mris I will not wish you ill success in your So sudden Love: but it was cruel in you To give away your soul, (as in despite) In my loathed presence: yet to show how much I prize your satisfaction, I resign My interest in you to him, and thus freely Bestow him on you: will you have him Lady? Heaven bless me sister, this is the same maid Whom Master Freewit is reported to have Got with Child: this is strange. Nay, be not amazed Mistress it is she: You had best call her to a strict account How long 'tis since I lay with her. Know. O Freewit, what means this mad delusion?
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Now you name, where is Mr. Sconce? Tis my cue now. O father I me here they have given mee a touch, a very scurvy touch, I am a brother of the Twibills, and I am married too, but I need not feare being a Cuckold. Mris. you know the Gent. My servant Lovering married to Mr. Sconce! You'll get brave boyes I doubt not. I and wenches too; come hither, we will be man and wife, that's certaine, nay and lie together, so we will, you shall behave your self well enough like a woman: but that you have a pediment for-bearing Children: but give me thy hand, shal's be drunk together? He is scatoe sober yet I thinke. e tell you father, ere I▪ went to the Church I had gotten a touch in the 'Crowne, the Twibil Knigh my had made me'drunke, and got my by these I know not: But ha, let me see, this should be my suite, tis it, by valour it is: doe you heare good man Foxe, how crept you into this Lyons case? What meanes this new married man? Do you jeare me, with a touch of that? harke you husband, Though I be your wife, you shall not hinder me from claiming my owne Breeches. Mistris a word with you too you put a gentle touch upon me did you not? But I shall know you hereafter, Ile say no more, and touch you boldly for it. Y'are very merrily dispos'd Sir: had it not beene to have done Sir Martines Nephew, I should not have beene fool'd so. Ile trie his temper though. No matter Lovring thou art a Gent. And since I am resolv'd from Master Freewit, That heele not have me now, (though I were willing) To toote the least remembrance of him Out of my breast, by this my happyer choyse, Ile marry thee. But let him marry you though if he dare, ile sue the Statute of Bigamy upon him, he shall be hang'd for being double marryed. In this one act She onely appeares woman, all her Saint, Speake her a Saint. I did not thinke her heart Could have resum'd (though than rejected me) A baser choyse, Sir you've good Fortune: Mris I will not wish you ill successe in your So suddaine Love: but it was eruell in you To give away your soule, (as in despight) In my loath'd presence: yet to shew how much I prize your satisfaction, I resign My interest in you to him, and thus freely Bestow him on you: will you have him Lady Heaven blesse me sister, this is the same maid Whom Master Freewit is reported to have Got with Child: this is strange Nay, be not amazed Mistris it is she: You had best call her to a strict account How long tis since I lay with her. Freewit, what meanes this mad delusion?