Terence (Publius Terentius Afer)Kyffin, Maurice · published 1588 · first performed or written 1588 (Annals) comedy T33 Fathers, daughters and marriage negotiat typicality 0.85 · 512 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T33: daughter, marriage, father, love, davus, matter, son, chremes, wife, mother.
Yea truly, ay, and none else.) That thou wilt yet moreover labour my sons amendment. In deed I will do what I can. Thou mayst now well do it, especially while he is nettled at the heart. Well, set your mind at rest. Go to then, But where is he now? It is marvel if he be not at home. I will go to him, and tell him my mind in the same sort, as I told it thee. I am a forlorn creature, what shall keep me but that I must go hence straight into the grinding house to prison? No prayer or entreaty will serve, I have now brought all out of frame: I have deceived my master: I have forced a marriage on my Master's son: I was the cause that the marriage shall be made today, even quite unhoped for of the old man, & clean contrary to the mind of Pamphilus. See these goodly crafts of mine: had I not busied myself, there had happened no harm at all: But lo yonder I see him himself, I am but a dead man: I would to God here were some place, where I might throw myself down headlong. WHere is that same mischievous varlet, which hath clean undone me? Now Lord have mercy upon me. And yet I confess, this that hath happened, is even good enough for me, when I would be so sottish, and so very a dolt, as to commit my whole estate and welfare unto a prating villain. Therefore I reap a just reward for my folly. But he shall never scape scot-free with it. I am sure to be safe enough for ever hereafter, if I may but now avoid this mischief. But what may I now say to my father? shall I now refuse marriage, and yet promised erewhile that I would marry? with what face dare I do that? I wot not what to do with myself. Truly nor I neither, what to do with myself: yet this is it I am fully resolved upon, I will tell him that I shall presently find out some remedy, and so put of my punishment yet a little while. Oh. Now he sees me. Come hither you honest man: how say you sirrah, see you not how I (poor soul) am bestead by means of your devices? But I will remedy it by and by. Wilt thou remedy it? Yes certainly master Pamphilus. Yes, even as thou didst of late. Nay rather better, I hope. O, should I credit thee vile hangman? canst thou recover a matter full of trouble, and past all hope of help? Out alas, what a sure stay had I of thee, who this day, out of my greatest quietness, hast forced me into a marriage spite of my teeth? did I not tell thee it would come thus to pass? You did so. What then art thou worthy of? Hanging. But yet suffer me a little to come to myself, I will straight way seek out some help.
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Yea truly, I, and none elſe.) That thou wilt yet moreouer labour my ſonnes amendment. In déede I will doo what I can. Thou maiſt now well do it, eſpecially while he is netteled at the heart. Well, ſet your minde at reſt. Go to then, But where is he now? It is maruaile if he be not at home. I will go to him, and tell him my minde in the ſame ſort, as I told it thée. I am a forlorne creature, what ſhall kéepe me but that I muſt go hence ſtreight into the grinding houſe to priſon? No prayer or intreaty wil ſerue, I haue now brought all out of frame: I haue deceyued my maſter: I haue forced a marriage on my Maſters ſonne: I was the cauſe yt the marriage ſhal be made to day, euen quite vnhoped for of ye old man, & cleane contrary to the minde of Pamphilus. Sée theſe goodly crafts of mine: had I not buſied my ſelfe, there had hapned no harme at all: But lo yonder I ſée him himſelfe, I am but a dead ma: I would to God héere were ſome place, where I ight throwe my ſelfe downe headlong. WHere is that ſame miſchéeuous varlet, which hath cleane vndon mée? Now Lord haue mercy vpon mée. And yet I confeſſe, this that hath hapned, is euen good enough for mée, when I would bée ſo ſottiſh, and ſo very a dolt, as to commit my whole eſtate and welfare vnto a prating villaine. Therefore I reape a iuſt reward for my folly. But he ſhal neuer ſcape ſcotfrée with it. I am ſure to bée ſafe enough for euer hereafter, if I may but now auoide this miſchéefe. But what may I now ſay to my father? ſhal I now refuſe marriage, and yet promiſed erewhile that I would marry? with what face dare I doo that? I wot not what to doo with my ſelfe. Truely nor I neither, what to doo with my ſelf: yet this is it I am fully reſolued vpon, I will tell him that I ſhall preſently finde out ſome remedy, and ſo put of my puniſhment yet a little while. Oh. Now hée ſées mée. Come hither you honeſt man: how ſay you ſirra, ſée you not how I (poore ſoule) am beſtad by meanes of your deuiſes? But I will remedy it by and by. Wilt thou remedy it? Yes certainly maiſter Pamphilus. Yes, euen as thou didſt of late. Nay rather better, I hope. O, ſhould I credit thée vile hangman? canſt thou recouer a matter full of trouble, and paſt all hope of helpe? Out alas, what a ſure ſtay had I of thée, who this day, out of my greateſt quietnes, haſt forced mée into a marriage ſpite of my téeth? did I not tell thee it would come thus to paſſe? You did ſo. What then art thou woorthy of? Hanging. But yet ſuffer mée a litle to come to my ſelfe, I will ſtraight way ſéeke out ſome helpe.