Anonymous · published 1607 · first performed or written 1592 [c.1592-1594] (Annals) comedy · Unknown unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 506 words · other edition — not in the analysis
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Valeria attend, I have a lovely love, As bright as is the heaven crystalline, As fair as is the milk white way of Ioue, As chaste as Phoebe, in her summer sports, As soft and tender as the azure dowlne, That circle's Citherea's silver Doves. Her do I mean to make my lovely Bride, And in her bed to breath the sweet content, That I, thou knowst, long time have aimed at. Now Valeria, it rests in thee to help To compass this, that I might gain my love, Which easily thou mayst perform at will, If that the merchant which thou told'st me of, Will (as he said) go to Alfonsoes' house, And say he is my father, and therewithal Pass over certain deeds of land to me, That I thereby may gain my hearts desire, And he is promised reward of me. Fear not my Lord, I'll fetch him straight to you, For he'll do any thing that you command, But tell me, my Lord, is Ferando married then? He is, and Polidor shortly shallbe wed, And he means to tame his wife ere long. He says so. Faith he's gone unto the taming school. The taming school! why is there such a place? I: and Ferando is the master of the school. That's rare: but what decorum doth he use? Faith I know not: but by some odd device Or other, but come Valeria I long to see the man, By whom we must comprise our plotted drift, That I may tell him what we have to do. Then come my Lord and I will bring you to him strait. Agreed then, let's go. Come mistress. Saunder I prithee help me to some meat, I am so faint that I can scarcely stand. I marry mistress, but you know my master Has given me a charge that you must eat nothing, But that which he himself giveth you. Why man, thy master needs never know it. You say true indeed. Why look you mistress, What say you to a piece of bieffe and mustard now? Why I say 'tis excellent meat, canst thou help me to some? I, I could help you to some, but that I doubt the mustard is too choleric for you. But what say you to a sheeps head and garlic? Why any thing, I care not what it be I but the garlic I doubt will make your breath Stink, and then my master will coarse me for letting You eat it But what say you to a fat Capon? That's meat for a king, sweet Saunder help me to some of it. Nay berlady then 'tis too dear for us, we must Not meddle with the King's meat. Our villain, dost thou mock me, Take that for thy sauciness. Sounes are you so light fingered with a murrain, I'll keep you fasting for it these two days. I tell thee villain, i'll tear the flesh off Thy face and eat it, and thou prate to me thus.
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Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
Valeria attend, I haue a louely loue, As bright as is the heauen criſtalline, As faire as is the milke white way of Ioue, As chaſte as Phoebe, in her ſummer ſports, As ſoft and tender as the azure dowlne, That circles Cithereas ſiluer Doues. Her doe I meane to make my louely Bride, And in her bed to breathe the ſweete content, That I, thou know'ſt, long time haue aimed at. Now Valeria, it reſts in thee to helpe To compaſſe this, that I might gaine my loue, Which eaſily thou maiſt performe at will, If that the merchant which thou told'ſt me of, Will (as he ſaide) goe to Alfonſoes houſe, And ſay he is my father, and therewithall Paſſe ouer certaine deedes of land to me, That I thereby may gaine my hearts deſire, And he is promiſed reward of me. Feare not my Lord, Ile fetch him ſtrait to you, For hee'l doe any thing that you commaund, But tell me, my Lord, is Ferando married then? He is, and Polidor ſhortly ſhalbe wed, And he meanes to tame his wife ere long. Hee ſaies ſo. Faith he's gon vnto the taming ſchoole. The taming ſchoole! why is there ſuch a place? I: and Ferando is the maiſter of the ſchoole. That's rare: but what decorum doth he vſe? Faith I know not: but by ſome odde deuiſe Or other, but come Valeria I long to ſee the man, By whom we muſt compriſe our plotted drift, That I may tel him what we haue to do. Then come my Lord and I will bring you to him ſtraight. Agreede then, lets go. Come miſtris. Sander I prethee helpe me to ſome meat, I am ſo faint that I can ſcarcely ſtand. I marry miſtris, but you know my maiſter Has giuen me a charge that you muſt eat nothing, But that which he himſelfe giueth you. Why man, thy maſter needs neuer know it. You ſay true indeed. Why looke you miſtris, What ſay you to a pece of bieffe and muſtard now? Why I ſay tis excellent meat, canſt thou helpe me to ſome? I, I could helpe you to ſome, but that I doubt the muſtard is too chollerick for you. But what ſay you to a ſheepes head and garlicke? Why any thing, I care not what it be I but the garlicke I doubt will make your breath Stincke, and then my maſter wil courſe me for letting You eate it But what ſay you to a fat Capon? That's meat for a king, ſweete Sander help me to ſome of it. Nay berlady then tis too deere for vs, we muſt Not meddle with the Kings meate. Our villaine, doſt thou mocke me, Take that for thy ſawſineſſe. Sounes are you ſo light fingred with a murrin, Ile keepe you faſting for it theſe two daies. I tel thee villaine, ile teare the fleſh off Thy face and eate it, and thou prate to me thus.