Anonymous · published 1594 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Thus richly father you should have said, For when my wife and I am married once, she's such a shrew, if we should once fall out, she'll pull my costly suits over mine ears, And therefore am I thus attired awhile, For many things I tell you's in my head, And none must know thereof but Kate and I, For we shall live like lambs and Lions sure, Nor lambs to Lions never was so tame, If once they lie within the Lions paws As Kate to me if we were married once, And therefore come let us to church presently. Fie Ferando not thus attired for shame, Come to my Chamber and there suit thyself, Of twenty suits that I did never were. Tush Polidor I have as many suits Fantastic made to fit my humour so As any in Athens and as richly wrought As was the Massy rob that late adorned, The stately legate of the Persian King, And this from them have I made choice to wear. I prithee Ferando let me entreat Before thou ghost unto the church with us, To put some other suit upon thy back. Not for the world if I might gain it so, And therefore take me thus or not at all, But soft see where my Kate doth come, I must salute her: how fares my lovely Kate? What art thou ready? shall we go to church? Not I with one so mad, so basely tired, To marry such a filthy slavish groom, That as it seems sometimes is from his wits, Or else he would not thus have come to us. Tush Kate these words adds greater love in me And makes me think thee fairer then before, Sweet Kate the lovelier than Diana's purple rob, Whiter than are the snowy Apenis, Or icy hair that grows on Boreas chin. Father I swear by Ibis' golden beak, More fair and Radiant is my bony Kate, Than silver Zanthus when he doth embrace, The ruddy Simies at Ida's feet, And care not thou sweet Kate how I be clad, Thou shalt have garments wrought of Median silk, Enchased with precious jewels fetched from far, By Italian Merchants that with Russian stems, ploughs up huge sorrows in the Terren main, And better far my lovely Kate shall wear, Then come sweet love and let us to the church, For this I swear shall be my wedding suit. Come gentlemen go along with us, For thus do what we can he will be wed. Come hither sirrah boy. Boy; oh disgrace to my person, 'Zounds boy Of your face, you have many boys with such Pickadevantes I am sure, 'Zounds would you Not have a bloody nose for this? Come, come, I did but jest, where is that Same piece of pie that I gave thee to keep. The pie? I you have more mind of your belly Then to go see what your master does.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Thus richlie father you ſhould haue ſaid, For when my wife and I am married once, Shees ſuch a ſhrew, if we ſhould once fal out, Sheele pul my coſtlie ſutes ouer mine eares, And therefore am I thus attired awhile, For manie thinges I tell you's in my head, And none muſt know thereof but Kate and I, For we ſhall liue like lammes and Lions ſure, Nor lammes to Lions neuer was ſo tame, If once they lie within the Lions pawes As Kate to me if we were married once, And therefore come let vs to church preſently. Fie Ferando not thus atired for ſhame, Come to my Chamber and there ſute thy ſelfe, Of twentie ſutes that I did neuer were▪ Tuſh Polidor I haue as many ſutes Fantaſticke made to fit my humor ſo As any in Athens and as richlie wrought As was the Maſſie Robe that late adornd, The ſtately legate of the Perſian King, And this from them haue I made choiſe to weare. I prethie Ferando let me intreat Before thou goſte vnto the church with vs, To put ſome other ſute vpon thy backe. Not for the world if I might gaine it ſo, And therefore take me thus or not at all, But ſoft ſe where my Kate doth come, I muſt ſalute hir: how fares my louely Kate? What art thou readie? ſhall we go to church? Not I with one ſo mad, ſo baſely tirde, To marrie ſuch a filthie ſlauiſh groome, That as it ſeemes ſometimes is from his wits, Or elſe he would not thus haue come to vs. Tuſh Kate theſe words addes greater loue in me And makes me thinke thee fairrer then before, Sweete Kate the louelier then Dianas purple robe, Whiter then are the ſnowie Apenis, Or icie haire that groes on Boreas chin. Father I ſweare by Ibis golden beake, More faire and Radiente is my bonie Kate, Then ſiluer Zanthus when he doth imbrace, The ruddie Simies at Idas feete, And care not thou ſwete Kate how I be clad, Thou ſhalt haue garments wrought of Median ſilke, Enchaſt with pretious Iewells fecht from far, By Italian Marchants that with Ruſſian ſtemes, Plous vp huge ſorrowes in the Terren Maine, And better farre my louely Kate ſhall weare, Then come ſweet loue and let vs to the church, For this I ſweare ſhall be my wedding ſute. Come gentlemen go along with vs, For thus doo what we can he will be wed. Come hither ſirha boy. Boy; oh diſgrace to my perſon, ſouns boy Of your face, you haue many boies with ſuch Pickadeuantes I am ſure, ſouns would you Not haue a bloudie noſe for this? Come, come, I did but ieſt, where is that Same peece of pie that I gaue thee to keepe. The pie? I you haue more minde of your bellie Then to go ſee what your maiſter dooes.