How a Man May Choose a Good Wife from a Bad · chunk 20 of 43
Anonymous · published 1602 · first performed or written 1602 [c.1601-1602] (Annals) comedy · Worcester's Men unassigned nearest T23 Husbands, wives and jealousy · 528 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T23: wife, husband, cuckold, jealousy, woman, jealous, mistress, love, house, honest.
Sir what I think I think, and what I say I would I could enjoin you to believe. Faith mistress Arthur I am sorry for you, And in good sooth, I wish it lay in me To remedy the least part of these wrongs Your unkind husband daily proffers you. You are deceived he is not unkind, Although he bear an outward face of hate, His heart and soul are both assured mine. Fie mistress Arthur, take a better spirit, Be not so timorous to rehearse your wrongs, I say your husband haunts bad company, Swaggerers, cheaters, wanton Courtesans. There he defiles his body, stains his soul, Consumes his wealth, undoes himself and you, In danger of diseases, whose wild names Are not for any honest mouths to speak, Nor any chaste ears to receive and hear. O he will bring that face admired for beauty, To be more loathed than a leprous skin: Divorce yourself now whilst the clouds grow black, Prepare yourself a shelter for the storm, Abandon his most loathed fellowship: You are young mistress, will you lose your youth? Tempt no more devil, thy deformity Hath changed itself into an angel's shape, But yet I know thee by thy course of speech: Thou gets an apple to betray poor Eue, Whose outside bears a show of pleasant fruit, But the wild branch on which this apple grew, Was that which drew poor Eue from Paradise. Thy Syrens song could make me drown myself, But I am tied unto the mast of truth. Admit my husband be inclined to vice, My virtues may in time recall him home, But if we both should desperate run to sin, We should abide certain destruction. But he's like one that over a sweet face Puts a deformed vizard for his soul, Is free from any such intents of ill: Only to try my patience, he puts on An ugly shape of black intemperance. Therefore this blot of shame which he now wears, I with my prayers will purge, wash with tears. Fuller. Anselm. How lik'st thou this? As Schoolboys jerks, Apes whips, as Lions Cocks, As Furies do fasting days, and devils crosses, As maids to have their marriage days put off: I like it as the thing I most do loath, What wilt thou do? for shame persist no more In this extremity of frivolous love. I see my doctrine moves no precise ears, But such as are professed inamoratos. O I shall die. Tush live to laugh a little, Here's the best subject that thy love affords, Listen a while and hear this: hoboy speak. As in presenti, thou loathest the gift I sent thee, Nolo plus tarry but die, for the beauteous marry, Fain would I die by a sword, but what sword shall I die by? Or by a stone, what stone? nullus lapis jacet ibi. Knife I have none to sheathe in my breast, or empty my full veins, Here is no wall or post which I can soil within my bruised brains. First will I therefore say 2. or 3. Creeds and ave-maries, And after go buy a poison at the Apothecaries.
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Sir what I think I think, and what I say I would I could enioyne you to beleeue. Faith mistris Arthur I am sory for you, And in good sooth, I wish it laie in me To remedie the least part of these wrongs Your vnkind husband daily profers you. You are deceiu'd he is not vnkind, Although he beare an outward face of hate, His hart and soule are both assured mine. Fie mistris Arthur, take a better spirit, Be not so timerous to rehearse your wrongs, I say your husband haunts bad company, Swaggerers, cheaters, wanton Curtizans. There he defiles his bodie, staines his soule, Consumes his wealth, vndoes himselfe and you, In danger of diseases, whose vilde names Are not for any honest mouthes to speake, Nor any chaste eares to receiue and heare. O he will bring that face admir'd for beautie, To be more loathed then a leaprous skin: Diuorce your selfe now whilst the clouds grow black, Prepare your selfe a shelter for the storme, Abandon his most loathed fellowship: You are yong mistris, will you loose your youth? Tempt no more diuel, thy deformitie Hath chaung'd it selfe into an angels shape, But yet I know thee by thy course of speech: Thou gets an apple to betray poore Eue, Whose outside beares a show of pleasant fruite, But the vilde branch on which this apple grew, Was that which drew poore Eue from Paradice. Thy Syrens song could make me drowne my selfe, But I am tyed vnto the mast of truth. Admit my husband be inclin'd to vice, My vertues may in time recall him home, But if we both should desp'rate runne to sinne, We should abide certaine destruction. But hee's like one that ouer a sweet face Puts a deformed vizard for his soule, Is free from any such intents of ill: Only to try my patience, he puts on An vgly shape of black intemperance. Therefore this blot of shame which he now weares, I with my praiers will purge, wash with teares. Fuller. Anselme. How lik'st thou this? As schoole-boyes Ierkes, Apes whips, as Lions Cocks, As Furies do fasting daies, and diuels crosses, As maides to haue their mariage daies put off: I like it as the thing I most do loath, What wilt thou do? for shame persist no more In this extremitie of friuolous loue. I see my doctrine moues no precise eares, But such as are profest inamoratos. O I shall die. Tush liue to laugh a little, Here's the best subiect that thy loue affords, Listen a while and heare this: hoboy speake. As in ptesenti, thou loath'st the gift I sent thee, Nolo plus tarrie but die, for the beautious marry, Fain wold I die by a sword, but what sword shal I die by? Or by a stone, what stone? nullus lapis iacet ibi. Knife I haue none to sheath in my brest, or emptie my full vaines, Here is no wal or post which I can soile within my brus'd braines. First will I therfore say 2. or 3. Creedes and Auemaries, And after goe buy a poison at the Apothecaries.