Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Yea, but he is good in my bed to keep my back warm, And now and then Ihill kiss him and clip him in my arm: Therefore my Lord for your friend money's sake, That I may have my husband I pray you undertake. He is more meet your son than your husband to be, Yea, but the younger he is, the better he is for me, Yea, but you are the worse for him the elder you are, Therefore he will labour other and you for holidays spare. I pray you my Lord mother Croote help to speed, For of this young man she standeth very great need. A couple of false witnesses must therefore be hired Which must say they heard when you were betrothed, And then will he, nill he, he must be compelled To forsake the other and to you to be married. There will no such be got my dear heart root, Enough for money I warrant you mother Croote. Now God's dear blessing light on that soot face of yours, chave tarried to long by two or three hours. Now Ihill desire from hence to depart. Now farewell mother Croote, even with all my heart. Do you not see yonder, old mother Croote Would as fain be trod as a younger pullet: How will her husband do when he should kiss her, Her nose and her chin meets almost together. Oh, she willbe a trim bride that day she is wed, One would think she smiled if her teeth were in her head. I have had this day a trim sort of suitors: How many sent I away with money in their purses? My purse is now full even unto the brink: Now it is high time for me to eat and drink. Have not I been friendly to your grandfather money? All such as he sent, they were dispatched quickly. Many such days you may have when you will, Whereby all your bags and coffers may be full still. I intend again shortly to sit in commission, I pray God I speed no worse then, then now I have done. Do you not see how all is for money, masters? He helps to make good all wrong and crooked matters: He cares not though at length he go to the devil, So that with money he may his bags fill. His money brings him to pleasure, and pleasures sends him to me, And I send him to Damnation, and he sends him to hell quickly. And when he is there he hath got a proper place, Let him cry while his heart aches, he shall have no grace. Oh, it is a goodly house it is bigger than a grange, It passeth see simple for the title doth never change: Therefore if any willbe married to my fair son Damnation They shallbe sure straight ways thereof to have possession. Therefore if any chance to marie my son hereafter,
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¶ Yea, but he is good in my bedde to keepe my backe warme, And nowe and then chill kisse him and clippe him in my arme: Therefore my Lord for your friend Moneys sake, That I may haue my husbande I pray you vndertake. ¶ He is more meete your sonne then your husbande to be, ¶ Yea, but the yonger he is, the better he is for me, ¶ Yea, but you are the worse for him the elder you are, Therefore he will labour other and you for holydayes spare. I pray you my Lorde mother Croote helpe to speede, For of this yong man she standeth very great neede. ¶ A couple of false witnesses must therefore be hyred Which must saye they heard when you were betrothed, And then will he, nyll he, he must be compelled To forsake the other and to you to be maried. ¶ There will no such be gotte my deare heart roote, ¶ Ynough for money I warrant you mother Croote. ¶ Nowe Gods deare blessing light on that soote face of yours, Chaue taried to long by two or three howres. Nowe chill desire from hence to depart. ¶ Nowe farewell mother Croote, euen with all my heart. ¶ Do you not see yonder, olde mother Croote Would as fayne be trode as a yonger pullet: Howe will her husband do when he should kisse her, Her nose and her chinne meetes almost together. Oh, she wilbe a trimme bryde that day she is wedde, One would thinke she smyled if her teeth were in her head. ¶ I haue had this day a trimme sorte of sewters: Howe many sent I away with money in their purses? My purse is nowe full euen vnto the brinke: Nowe it is highe time for me to eate and drinke. Haue not I bene friendly to your grandfather money? All such as he sent, they were dispatched quickly. ¶ Manie such dayes you may haue when you will, Whereby all your bagges and coffers may be full still. ¶ I entende againe shortly to sit in commission, I pray God I speede no worse then, then nowe I haue done. ¶ Doo you not see howe all is for money, masters? He helpes to make good all wrong and crooked matters: He cares not though at length he go to the deuill, So that with money he may his bagges fill. His money brings him to pleasure, and pleasures sendes him to me, And I sende him to Damnation, and he sendes him to hell quickly. And when he is there he hath got a proper place, Let him crie while his heart akes, he shall haue no grace. Oh, it is a goodly house it is bigger then a grange, It passeth see simple for the tytle doeth neuer change: Therefore if any wilbe maried to my faire sonne Damnation They shalbe sure streight wayes thereof to haue possession. Therefore if any chaunce to marie my sonne hereafter,