Lyly, John · published 1594 · first performed or written 1591 [1587-1591] (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (first) T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma typicality 0.83 · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
As I advised you make a match, for better one house be cumbered with two fools than two. 'tis true, for it being bruited that each of us have a fool, who will tender marriage to any of them that is wise, besides fools are fortunate, fools are fair, fools are honest. ay sir, and more than that, fools are not wise: a wise man is melancholy for moonshine in the water, careful building castles in the air, & commonly hath a fool to his heir. But what sayest thou to thy dames chasing? Nothing but all her dishes are chasing dishes. I would her tongue were in thy belly. I had as lief have a raw neats tongue in my stomach. Why? Marie if the clapper hang within an inch of my heart, that makes mine ears burn a quarter of a mile off. Do you not think it would beat my heart black and blue? Well patience is a virtue, but pinching is worse than any vice, I will break this matter to Stellio, and if he be willing, this day shall be their wedding. Then this day shall be my liberty. I if Stellio's daughter had been wise, and by my means cozened of a fool. Then sir I'll revolt, and dash out the brains of your devices. Rather thou shalt be free. Boy, this smoke is a token of some fire, I like not the luck of it. Wherefore should these minstrels dream of a marriage? Alas sir they rustle into every place, give credit to no such words. I will to Prisius, I cannot be quiet, and in good time I meet him, God morrow neighbour. I cast the morrow in thy fate, & bid good night to all neighbourhood. This is your old trick, to pick one's purse & then to pick quarrels, I tell thee, I had rather thou shouldest rob my chest than embezzle my son. Thy son, my daughter is seduced, for I hear say she is married, and our boys can tell. How sayest thou, tell the truth or I'll grind thee to powder in my mill, Be they married? True it is they were both in a church. That no fault, the place is holy. And there was with them a priest. Why what place fitter for a priest than a church? And they took one another by the hand. Trush, that's but common courtesy. And the priest spoke many kind words. That showed he was no dumb minister. But what said they, didst thou hear any words between them? Faith there was a bargain during life, and the clock cried, God give them joy. Villain they be married. Nay I think not so. Yes, yes, God give you joy is a binder, I'll quickly be resolved, Candius come forth. And I'll be put out of doubt. Livia come forth. The mitcher hangs down his head.
seed 43: T6 · seed 44: T7 — topic numbers are assigned independently in each run; equal or different numbers say nothing by themselves
Original spelling (EEBO-TCP, unregularized)
As I aduised you make a match, for better one house be cumbered with two fooles than two. Tis true, for it beeing bruted that eache of vs haue a foole, who will tender marriage to anie of them that is wise, besides fooles are fortunate, fooles are faire, fooles are honest. I sir, and more than that, fooles are not wise: a wise man is melancholy for moone-shine in the water, carefull building castles in the ayre, & commonly hath a foole to his heyre. But what sayest thou to thy dames chasing? Nothing but all her dishes are chasing dishes. I would her tongue were in thy belly. I had as liefe haue a rawe neates tongue in my stomacke. Why? Marie if the clapper hang within an inch of my heart, that makes mine eares burne a quarter of a mile off. Do you not thinke it would beate my heart blacke and blew? Well patience is a vertue, but pinching is worse than any vice, I wil breake this matter to Stellio, and if he be willing, this day shall be their wedding. Then this day shall be my libertie. I if Stellios daughter had beene wise, and by my meanes cosned of a foole. Then sir Ile reuolt, and dash out the braines of your deuises. Rather thou shalt be free. Boy, this smoake is a token of some fire, I lyke not the lucke of it. Wherefore should these minstrelles dreame of a marryage? Alas sir they rustle into euery place, giue credit to no such wordes. I will to Prisius, I cannot be quiet, and in good time I meet him, God morow neighbor. I cast the morrow in thy fate, & bid good night to all neighborhood. This is your olde tricke, to pick ones purse & then to picke quarrels, I tell thee, I had rather thou shouldest rob my chest than imbesell my sonne. Thy sonne, my daughter is seduced, for I heare say she is marryed, and our boyes can tell. How sayest thou, tell the truth or Ile grinde thee to pouder in my mill, Be they marryed? True it is they were both in a church. That no fault, the place is holy. And there was with them a priest. Why what place fitter for a priest than a church? And they tooke one another by the hand. Trush, thats but common curtesie. And the priest spake many kinde wordes. That shewed hee was no dumbe minister. But what sayde they, diddest thou heare anie wordes betweene them? Faith there was a bargaine during life, and the clocke cryed, God giue them ioy. Villaine they be marryed. Nay I thinke not so. Yes, yes, God giue you ioy is a binder, Ile quily be resolud, Candius come forth. And Ile be put out of doubt. Liuia come forth. The micher hangs downe his head.